Quick Transmigration, My Royal Highness is a Bit Obedient

Although Shard just raised his head hastily and then looked away, continuing to bury his face in his lap, Feng Qian could still see the boy's face clearly.

Even in the game, the boy's skin gave off a feeling of being fairer than snow. His eyes were very light, as if they were full of Ling Ling wave light, and it seemed that there was an elegant moonlight faintly smudged in those beautiful eyes.

Just a pair of eyes makes people feel beautiful and holy, like a god.

The lip color is also as pretty as petals.

The long eye feathers are slightly drooping, thin and dense, and the eyelashes are slightly curled.

Even though the clothes the boy was wearing could be said to be rustic, they did not suppress the boy's beauty at all.

so……

This is... ugly? !

Feng Qian had to rethink now whether the debris was an NPC or a player.

Feng Qian looked at the young man who was huddled in the corner, and said, "Since everyone is ugly and we dislike each other, then we don't need to cover up our looks. They are ugly anyway, half a catty is right."

Ji Cheng on the side was also shocked by the goddess' remarks.

Over there, the boy huddled in the corner paused, as if he felt that what the girl said was right, he slowly raised his head and looked at the girl opposite.

I thought, they are all ugly, so there is no need to hide.

Only then did the boy think about it, and stood up slowly.

After the boy stood up, Feng Qian noticed that the debris was really high.

Tall and thin, that face can also be called a flourishing beauty.

Feng Qian asked him, "Are you from a small town?"

The boy frowned, as if trying to think about something. After a while, he shook his head and nodded again.

Feng Qian: "?"

I only heard the young man say: "When I woke up, I was here. I don't remember anything else."

Feng Qian frowned, "Then do you still remember your name?"

Hearing the sound, the boy fell into thinking again. He frowned, raised his bony hand, and pressed his temple, as if in pain.

"If you can't remember it, don't think about it."

The boy didn't seem to hear the girl's words, he hugged his head, and his expression gradually became painful.

After a while, the boy snorted and crouched on the ground with his head in his arms.

Feng Qian blinked his eyes, walked over and squatted down.

"Are you OK?"

Feng Qian tried to raise his hand to help the other party rub his head, but the boy avoided him.

He watched the girl quietly with light-colored eyes, and the pained expression between his brows and eyes gradually faded away.

The young man opened his lips and spit out two words: "Tang Mo."

"Um?"

Feng Qian realized, "Your name is Tang Mo?"

"Um."

The boy nodded slightly.

Feng Qian frowned and asked, "Then how long have you been here?"

For this question, Tang Mo couldn't help being startled, and only gave an ambiguous answer: "It's been a long time."

In fact, he didn't know when he got here. It just feels like a long time.

When I woke up, I was already here.

As long as he tried to think about who he was and where he came from, his head would tingle, just like it did just now.

Gradually, he felt that his mind gradually increased some cognition.

For example, he decided that he was too ugly to see people.

People in the town called him ugly.

Whether it is an adult or a child, when they see him, they will ridicule and sneer.

Tang Mo has no memory, and is just like a child in an unfamiliar environment.

Being ridiculed by everyone, he gradually felt inferior. Hide yourself in a dark and deserted place. If you bump into someone accidentally, you will subconsciously cover your face.

Later, some people in strange costumes came to the town one after another.

Those people, call them NPCs.

Tang Mo also wondered if his name was just an NPC?