Quick Transmigration, My Royal Highness is a Bit Obedient

Feng Qian was not sure whether the pieces would accept what she gave, so that was the only way.

She said: "Little master, I'll put this sweet-scented osmanthus cake here for you."

After the words fell, the girl turned and left.

Don't give the person on the other side a chance to say no.

If he doesn't accept it, then the sweet-scented osmanthus cake is a waste.

But Buddhism does not allow such waste.

After the girl walked away, Wang Chen slowly raised his eyes, and the place touched by the other party seemed to be inexplicably burning.

There was a bit of messy panic in my heart.

The left hand is twisting the beads, as if to hide the inner tension, it keeps turning.

After a while, his eyes fell on the oiled paper bag on the ground.

After hesitating for a moment, he walked over slowly, bent down and picked up the oiled paper bag on the ground.

Wangchen raised his eyes and looked into the distance, where the girl could no longer be seen.

He suddenly remembered the signature.

Wang Chen was stunned, lowered his eyelashes, and tried his best to suppress the bewildering restlessness in his heart.

The oiled paper bag in his hand also seemed a bit hot.

He muttered silently in his heart.

The signature was just a coincidence, not a Buddha's instruction.

Thinking like this, my heart gradually calmed down.

…

Feng Qian returned to the meditation room after dinner.

Yue'er went to the back of Jingyuan Temple to look during the day, and there was indeed a natural hot spring there.

So, she suggested to Feng Qian: "Princess, there is a natural hot spring behind Jingyuan Temple. Do you want to go to the hot spring?"

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Feng Qian hesitated for a moment, and decided to take a dip in the hot spring.

Yue'er followed Feng Qian with a change of clothes in her arms. It was very late at this time.

Holding a lantern in his hand, Feng Qian followed Yue'er's instructions and walked towards the hot spring.

The lantern was originally brought by Yue'er, but was taken away by Feng Qian halfway.

The eldest princess said: "This thing is very interesting, let me get it."

Yue'er froze for a moment, and the lantern was taken by the eldest princess.

She always felt that the princess was caring about her.

Yue'er was silent, a warm current flowed through her heart.

Soon, I saw the hot spring over there.

Feng Qian walked over with a lantern.

The girl squatted down and dipped her little hand into the hot spring water to test the temperature.

It's amazing, just the right temperature, especially suitable for hot springs.

Yue'er said: "Princess, I will watch out for you outside, you can rest assured to soak in the hot spring here."

Feng Qian glanced at Yue'er, and said softly, "Yes."

After Yue'er put the clean clothes by the hot spring, within Fengqian's reach, she stepped back a few steps, turned her back to Fengqian, and carefully observed the surrounding environment.

Yue'er felt a little regretful, she was too inconsiderate, she only thought that the princess would be happy to soak in the hot spring, but she forgot that maybe someone would come.

She should have brought more people, too.

There is no way, now she has no choice but to maintain a high level of vigilance and keep people away from here.

Here, Feng Qian took a look at the hot spring pool, then slowly loosened his outer shirt, leaving only a thin underwear.

The night air was also a bit cold, the girl shivered slightly, and leaned into the hot spring.

The body submerged in the hot spring water immediately drove away the chill just now.

The surface of the hot spring water is filled with light water vapor, and the girl's face is faintly visible in this water vapor.

The black hair hangs loose behind him, half submerged in the water.

Feng Qian squinted his eyes.

Soaking in hot springs is really comfortable.

Fortunately, this trip was not in vain.

A comfortable temperature will always make the body gradually relax, and the head will start to feel groggy.

Half-dream and half-awake, the girl saw a dim figure approaching in her eyes, and the figure seemed to freeze again, not moving anymore.

"Yue'er?"

Feng Qian called softly.