Quick Transmigration, My Royal Highness is a Bit Obedient

Wang Chen was stunned and forgot to react.

It wasn't until there was a knock on the door outside that the two people in the house came back to their senses.

Feng Qian backed away slowly, turned his head to glance at the closed door, pulled the debris and walked towards the bed.

The girl's movements showed a bit of rudeness because she was too hasty, she pushed the little monk down on the bed, spread out the neatly stacked quilt beside the bed, and covered the little monk.

Feng Qian pulled up the bed curtain, lowered the bed curtain, and then turned around to open the door.

Behind the door are Yue'er and a respected Nanny Gui from the palace.

"This old slave sees Her Royal Highness the Eldest Princess."

Nanny Gui saluted towards Fengqian.

Feng Qian maintained the original owner's design, and only said: "What's the matter?"

Nanny Gui explained the purpose: "The empress sent an old slave to convey a message to the eldest princess that there will be a banquet in the Palace of Preservation tonight, and the eldest princess must attend on time."

"Okay, I understand."

The girl turned around and closed the door.

Nanny Gui looked at the closed door and couldn't help frowning. The eldest princess was indeed as pampered and capricious as before, and she didn't pay attention to the servants.

After closing the door, Feng Qian trotted to the side of the bed, opened the bed curtain and bed curtain, the girl half-kneeled on the bed, and lifted the quilt covering the little monk's face.

Xu Shi was covered, bored for a long time, Wangchen's face was slightly flushed abnormally.

Feng Qian stretched out his hand, and put his palm on the side of the little monk's face.

Her hand was not cold, and now it was sticking to Shard's face, but there was scalding heat from her palm.

Um, why is it so hot?

Shouldn't you have a fever?

Feng Qian raised his hand, and tried the temperature on Shard's forehead again with his palm, but he didn't feel anything.

The girl hesitated, lowered her head, propped her palms on the bed, lowered her head, and pressed it against the little monk's forehead.

Feng Qian silently felt the temperature.

It's not very hot, and there should be no fever.

Feng Qian didn't notice at all, because the little monk was so nervous because of her sudden movement.

Wangchen pinched the bed sheet under his body with his fingertips, his face was hot like a fire.

Feng lightly blinked his eyes.

Wait, isn't the fragment being shy?

Well.

Feng Qian couldn't help getting closer, holding Xiao Shard's face with both hands.

The hot temperature on the other side's face came from the palm of his hand.

The girl bent her eyes, "Ah Chen, don't be shy."

The girl's straightforward words made the little monk lying on the bed even more ashamed and angry.

"Hey, you are like this, I dare not kiss you again."

Hearing these words, Wang Chen froze suddenly, paused, and looked up at the girl.

The beautiful eyes blinked, and the long eyelashes trembled slightly.

He said, "No, I'm fine."

The little monk bit his lip, as if struggling and hesitating, struggling for a moment, he whispered: "You can kiss."

"oh."

Fengqian replied calmly, then lowered his head again, and pecked Xiaoshard's lips.

Wang Chen: "..."

His face turned red again.

The little monk covered his face with his hands, wishing he could shrink himself into the quilt.

Feng Qian also stopped teasing the other party, and confessed: "I'm going to a banquet later, Dust should stay here well, and I'll try to come back as soon as possible."

Wang Chen covered his face and nodded.