Quick Transmigration, My Royal Highness is a Bit Obedient

Ji Cheng stood at the door with a panicked expression.

As soon as Feng Qian opened the door, he quickly jumped in and breathed a sigh of relief, as if he was out of danger.

Ji Cheng patted his chest for relief.

With lingering fear in his heart, he said, "Goddess, I'm almost scared to death by that NPC!"

"What's up with him?"

Feng Qian asked with a frown.

Jicheng Balabala Chaofengqian told what happened.

In the middle of the night, Ji Cheng was soundly asleep when he was suddenly awakened by loud noises.

After he opened his eyes, he subconsciously looked at the NPC sleeping on the floor.

With the moonlight, he could also see the scene in the room clearly.

Tang Mo's expression was painful, very unsteady, and he groaned in pain.

He kept rolling, hitting the corner of the bed or the wall, making a lot of noise.

He didn't seem to be awake either, and his eyebrows only frowned deeper after hitting something.

Of course, it could just be a normal headache or something.

After all, he was also in the dilapidated cabin before, and saw the picture of the other party looking painful because he remembered who he was.

It's just that, on such a night and such an environment, it seems a bit weird and intrusive for the other party to make such a painful expression and make a lot of noise.

Ji Cheng couldn't fall asleep anymore, and was flustered by the occasional movements, especially when the other party bumped into the corner of the bed, he could clearly feel the bed shaking.

Countless thoughts flashed through his mind, most of which were related to ghosts.

Ji Cheng was frightened by his brain power, he jumped out of bed when he saw the right opportunity, opened the door to go out, and knocked on Feng Qian's door frantically.

He just knew that he shouldn't live in the same room as an NPC.

Now, I can't sleep well.

Now that Feng Qian was by his side, he felt more secure.

After listening to Ji Cheng's words, Feng Qian stood there silent for a moment, walked out of the room, and said to Ji Cheng, "Then you can sleep here."

"Ah? Goddess, you..." Where are you going...

Before finishing the following words, Feng Qian closed the door of the room by the way.

What Ji Cheng wanted to say got stuck in his throat, and he held it back abruptly.

He looked dejectedly at the closed door.

Forget it, instead of staying with the NPC, he prefers to be alone now.

Over there, Feng Qian opened the door of Tang Mo's room.

The moonlight shone faintly into the room, adding a bit of silence and tranquility. Feng Qian saw the pained look on Tang Mo's face.

Feng Qian paused, and closed the door.

After closing the door, Feng Qian walked over and squatted on the ground.

Tang Mo didn't toss and turn to make a big commotion like Ji Cheng described, but his expression looked extremely painful.

He gripped the quilt tightly with his fingers.

Even with dim eyesight, Feng Qian could clearly see the white knuckles on the opponent's fingers due to excessive force.

This appearance was more painful than when Shard tried to think of his name during the day.

Feng Qian stretched out her hand, and her fingertips landed on the boy's eyebrows. She tried to smooth his furrowed eyebrows.

However, in the next second, the girl's wrist was grabbed by the boy's hands.

Feng Qian felt that Tang Mo seemed to have caught a life-saving straw, and he grabbed her wrist tightly with both hands, very hard.

Feng Qian's wrist hurts from being grabbed by the other party.

"Tang Mo."

Feng Qian called out to the boy.

Tang Mo's brows were deeply furrowed, as if he had fallen into some terrible illusion, and he wouldn't respond to calling him like that.

Feng Qian glanced at his wrist silently, and gave up the idea of ​​waking up the fragments.

Forget it, it's only in the game.

Although, there was a clear pain in the wrist from time to time.

Feng Qian looked at it expressionlessly, and didn't care anymore. He kept squatting for a while, and then sat down again.