Quick Transmigration, My Royal Highness is a Bit Obedient

He had seen such records in ancient books. In the history of the monarchy, an emperor had three thousand beauties in the harem, but that man only favored his wife, who was the empress at that time.

When the two get along, they are like ordinary couples. Their whole life is simple and warm and the most simple love.

Jun Yu also longed for that kind of life.

He thought he could do better than that man.

Although that person is the only favorite, there are still three thousand beauties in the harem. If it were him, there would never be other women in the harem.

Thinking like this, time gradually passed.

The sky is getting late, and the evening wind brings a touch of cool air.

The girl was wearing thin clothes, and when she was lying on the deck chair, she curled herself up unconsciously.

The young emperor looked at the empress dowager in front of him, approached slightly, and whispered in Fengqian's ear: "Qianqian, do you want to go back to the room?"

Feng Qian's consciousness was drowsy, he half-opened his eyes, glanced at the fragments, and nodded slightly.

Immediately afterwards, the man's fingertips passed under the girl's waist and directly picked her up.

With her body suspended in the air, the girl suddenly opened her eyes. After meeting Jun Yu's dark eyes, Feng Qian was stunned for a while, and then closed her eyes again.

The boy's arms were very warm, and Feng Qian could not help but gently approach him.

This kind of action made Jun Yu stop suddenly, and stood there for a long time before continuing to walk into the bedroom.

Jun Yu put Feng Qian on the bed.

After getting on the bed, the dazed girl pulled the quilt aside and rolled herself up.

It seems that there is no idea of ​​getting up.

…

the next day.

Probably because she had slept a lot, but Feng Qian woke up a little early.

As soon as I opened my eyes, I felt something was wrong.

Feeling the confinement around his waist, Feng Qian turned his head to look over.

"...?"

When did the little splinters climb her bed?

After thinking about it, Feng Qian couldn't figure it out.

Then... my stomach growled.

It always felt like she was missing a memory of having dinner, and now it seemed that she didn't have dinner at all.

Looking at the top of his head, Feng Qian got up gently, ready to eat something to fill his stomach first.

Holding Jun Yu's hand in his hand, he just moved away a little, and was pulled back into his arms by the other party in an instant.

Turning over, the boy who just woke up pressed on the girl.

He opened his eyes.

The black pupils are as deep as a pool of water, smudged with misty mist.

Maintaining this posture, Jun Yu looked at Feng Qian for a long time, and then buried his face in the girl's neck.

Just after waking up, the young emperor's voice was a little hoarse and blurred, but with a bit of grievance: "Qianqian, I'm hungry."

Feng Qian blinked her eyes and nodded, "Well, I'm hungry too."

so……

Let's go eat.

The boy raised his eyes, and his dark eyes met the girl's gaze again.

He said softly, "I really want to eat Qianqian."

When he said this, the boy's tone was not so domineering, nor was it extremely aggressive, but it was filled with innocent grievances.

His expression also became softer.

It's impossible for Feng Qian not to understand the hint in Xiao Shard's words.

Jun Yu raised his hand, and his white fingers caught a strand of black hair on the girl.

Like calmly narrating: "Soon, it will be my fourteenth birthday."

"Um."

Feng Qian nodded.

The boy stopped moving his fingers around the girl's ink hair. He looked at Feng Qian and said seriously, "So... there is still one year left."

At the beginning, she wanted to make three contracts with Little Fragment, but in the end she only bound one.

Don't overstep the bounds of behavior and be too intimate.

But the current posture seems to be over the limit, but the little fragment didn't act too much, so it doesn't count.

Jun Yu suddenly asked: "It's my fourteenth birthday, can I ask Qianqian for a gift?"

"What gift?" Feng Qian wondered.

The boy pursed his lips, turned his body around, and lay back obediently on his side.

He said: "Secret it first. Just agree with Qianqian."