Quick Transmigration, My Royal Highness is a Bit Obedient

Wang Chen looked up at Feng Qian.

The cinnabar mole between the eyebrows was revealed.

Feng Qian raised his hand, and lightly tapped the cinnabar mole on the center of the little monk's eyebrow with his fingertips.

He said, "Very beautiful."

The little monk froze for a moment, his face flushed instantly.

He lowered his head and squeezed the cloak nervously.

Many people have praised his appearance. In the past, he could face it calmly without any disturbance in his heart.

It's just strange that once I met this girl in front of me, everything suddenly changed.

A casual sentence from the other party can make his cheeks burn like fire.

A sense of bewilderment filled his chest.

Wang Chen lowered his head and pursed his lips, "Benefactor, let's... go back."

"okay."

Hearing Feng Qian's reply, Wang Chen seemed relieved, and walked out of the teahouse with his head down.

Feng Qian followed behind the little monk.

After returning to the inn, Wangchen hurried back to the room and locked the door behind him.

The little monk leaned against the door panel with his back.

For a while, I was a little afraid to face each other directly.

Therefore, choose such avoidance.

Feng Qian stood in front of the door, paused, and shouted loudly: "Little Chen, go to bed early."

The people inside stopped and froze in place.

I was disturbed by the girl's words again.

Feng Qian took a look and went back to his room.

On this side, Wang Chen has been standing there, keeping his back against the door panel, and he left for a long time.

…

The next day, they set off for Jingyuan Temple early in the morning. After a day's journey, the group arrived at Jingyuan Temple near dusk.

Feng Qian was so tired that he fell into bed and fell asleep.

It's a limit to go that far.

Counting the days, more than half of the time has passed, and there are about five days left before leaving for the palace.

This also means, for a while, away from small fragments.

Hey, it's a bit difficult if you can't stay with me all the time.

Not very well protected.

It would be nice if you could take the small fragments back with you.

In the next few days, Feng Qian was still as usual, bringing some pastries to the fragments from time to time.

Seeing that the half-month period has come.

Feng Qian found Wangchen alone.

"Little Dust, I'm leaving."

Hearing the girl's farewell, Wangchen was stunned for a moment, and a touch of reluctance welled up in his heart.

When he felt this reluctance, Wang Chen was also stunned, and his clear eyes showed a confused look again.

He opened his lips, bowed his head and said silently: "Amitabha, I wish the benefactor a smooth journey."

Feng Qian: "..."

The girl leaned over and rubbed Xiaosha's head.

Seriously said: "Don't worry, I will come back."

Hearing the voice, Wangchen was taken aback again.

Will... come back?

For some reason, the hole in his heart that had been inexplicably lost just now seemed to be filled.

It brought a little joy.

Feng Qian finally touched Xiaoshard's bald head as he wished, and the girl narrowed her eyes.

Well, it feels so good.

Unfortunately, it was out of reach for a while.

After touching it, Feng Qian took a step back, bent his eyes and said, "Remember to miss me, little dust."

Wang Chen was stunned, his eyes drooping and he remained silent.

Will... miss her?

When he looked up again, there was a picture of a girl waving goodbye to him.

It's almost time, the Queen Mother and the others should be ready to go.

When Feng Qian walked to the gate of Jingyuan Temple, the Queen Mother and her party had been waiting there for a long time.

Feng Qian walked over, and the group bid farewell to the abbot and started to descend the mountain.

When they reached the foot of the mountain, they got into the carriage and left.

Feng Qian sat in the carriage, thinking about the task at hand.

It suddenly occurred to her that she still had a task of "finding someone who truly loves herself".