Quick Transmigration, My Royal Highness is a Bit Obedient

Feng Qian got out of the carriage first.

The girl looked into the carriage, paused, and asked, "Do you want me to hug you?"

Wangchen froze for a moment, his face hidden under the wide hood suddenly turned crimson, he shook his head silently, without saying a word.

The little monk supported the frame of the carriage and carefully got out of the carriage. He lowered his head, knowing that he could not be exposed now, so he acted cautiously and did not want to cause trouble to the other party.

Wang Chen followed Feng Qian step by step, very well-behaved.

Feng Qian, who was walking in front, stopped, walked over and took Xiao Shard's hand.

Wang Chen pursed his lips, and silently held the other person back, with a burst of warmth in his heart.

I didn't meet too many court ladies along the way, the only few I met were nervously retreating and saluting.

It was only then that Feng Qian remembered the character design of the original owner. It is estimated that the little maids in the palace were afraid of her.

Feng Qian directly took Wang Chen back to his bedroom, and closed the door by the way.

This has a feeling of being hidden in a golden house.

It was the first time for Wang Chen to go to a woman's boudoir, and when he saw the scene inside, he was unavoidably nervous, feeling like he had nowhere to rest his eyes.

It's also a little unreal.

At the back of the mountain, he thought that he would never see her again, and he was ready to die.

But he didn't expect that she would save him in the end.

Wangchen couldn't deny that he decided to return to vulgar life, and he also hid a little selfishness.

It was probably the phrase "the fate of the world is not over" that Uncle Huikong said, which made him suddenly confused about the road ahead, as if he had reached a fork in the road, with Buddhism and Taoism on one side and the world of mortals on the other, and he didn't know what choice to make.

In the end, he chose Hongchen.

Thinking of the Jingyuan Temple that was brutally slaughtered, Wangchen's heart throbbed again. He habitually lowered his head, put his right hand on his chest, and muttered "Amitabha..."

He grew up in the monastery since he was a child, and the brothers, uncles and abbots in the monastery took good care of him.

Without relatives, they are relatives.

Watching them being massacred helplessly, but he could do nothing, Wangchen's heart couldn't help but hurt.

Before he knew it, a tear fell from the corner of the little monk's eye.

This is what Feng Qian saw when he closed the door and walked over.

Do you feel bad again?

Feng Qian walked up to Wang Chen, the girl raised her hand and wiped away the tears from the corners of the little monk's eyes.

"Ah Chen, don't cry. I will find a way to find out what happened in Jingyuan Temple, and give justice to the monks in the temple."

Wangchen looked down at the girl and said nothing.

There was a layer of mist in the clear eyes.

Feng Qian felt that her heart was about to melt, and the pitiful look of the little fragment with hazy eyes was simply terrific.

She will also feel uncomfortable and distressed, but she doesn't know how to coax her.

Feng Qian had no choice but to coax softly: "Little Dust, don't be sad."

She slowly picked up the face of the little fragment.

The tears from the corners of Wangchen's eyes slipped down, leaving two clear tear stains on his snow-white skin.

When Feng Qian held the opponent's face with his fingers, he felt wet touch from his fingertips.

That's tear stains.

Wang Chen calmly watched the girl who was holding his cheek, his eyes were still misty, because his face was held up slightly, and another teardrop fell down.

"Hey, I will feel sorry for you."

The girl in front of her looked serious and frowned slightly.

The eyes fell on the little monk's pale lips, and the girl paused.

"Kiss, it won't be uncomfortable."

She spoke seriously.

Immediately, the girl held the little monk's face, tiptoed slightly, and her lips moved over and covered it.

At that moment, Wangchen's eyes widened, and another teardrop fell from the corner of his eye.

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