Quick Transmigration, My Royal Highness is a Bit Obedient

Situ Yan held a glass of wine in his hand, put it to his lips, took a sip, and then put it down.

The prime minister, Situ Yan, looks only in his twenties, and looks handsome.

Being able to achieve the position of prime minister at a young age is enough to show his ability.

The corner of the other party's mouth curled into a wicked smile, and he looked up at the little emperor sitting on the main seat.

Situ Yan said casually, "How is Your Majesty doing recently?"

Feng Qian blinked his eyes.

"Very good."

The little emperor's voice was a little soft.

Hearing what he wanted to hear, Situ Yan laughed heartily.

"Your Majesty is having a good time, and this minister is relieved."

Feng Qian glanced at the other party for a few times, but didn't look at him again, secretly thinking about how to bring down this powerful prime minister.

After a while, a notification came from outside the door: "The King of Zhenbei is here."

Feng Qian raised her eyes subconsciously, and her eyes fell on the door.

The door opened slowly.

Light shone in from outside the door.

Under the scorching light, a man in black came against the light.

Because it was against the light, I couldn't see the other person's appearance clearly, but I only felt that the other person was tall and tall, and his aura was very strong.

As they got closer, everyone could see the man's face clearly.

What kind of fairy face value is this?

Everyone here gasped in unison.

The man stepped on the light, and the three thousand ink silks were erected with only a delicate jade crown, and the scattered ink silks flew up without wind.

The man's expression was indifferent, his long and narrow phoenix eyes were cold, without a trace of warmth, but they were extremely beautiful.

The other party's collar was very high, and his slender neck was tightly covered, so he couldn't see the scenery inside.

The black clothes were embroidered with low-key and gorgeous dark patterns, the patterns could not be seen, but somehow added a bit of aloofness and abstinence.

The other party was dressed in black clothes, and there seemed to be a layer of frost in the phoenix eyes, which caused the temperature in the hall of singing and dancing to drop a few degrees for no reason.

The other party stood in front of the little emperor with an indifferent expression.

The voice was indifferent: "My minister pays homage to His Majesty."

Feng Qian was stunned, quickly searched his memory, and responded to the other party: "You don't need to be polite, uncle, hurry up and take your seat."

Feng Jue hummed indifferently, and sat down slowly on the lower left side of the little emperor.

The sound of the system was long overdue.

[Ding dong~ His Royal Highness Mu Yan's soul fragments have been identified. 】

Feng Qian's eyes widened slightly, and she couldn't help but look at Feng Jue a few more times.

The fragments this time are so indifferent.

It's similar to His Royal Highness Mu Yan.

The little emperor pursed his lips.

Fragments of this plane seem to be difficult to get along with.

Feng lightly tapped on the system: "System, give me the fragmented information."

【In data retrieval...】

Fengjue, the invincible God of War prince who conquers all directions.

King of Zhenbei proclaimed by the former emperor.

At the same time, he was also the sworn brother of the first emperor.

When the late emperor was alive, he had taken a fancy to the power of the Feng family, and Feng Jue was the eldest son of the Feng family.

So the first emperor made an exception and recognized Feng Jue, who was only three years old, as his righteous brother.

After growing up, Feng Jue made great military achievements and became famous all over the world.

In every march and battle, Feng Jue can be said to be victorious in every battle.

However, he is indifferent to fame and wealth. Every time he returns from victory, Feng Jue never asks for rewards, and he always treats outsiders coldly, like a machine without emotions.

Feng Jue was not raised in Feng's family since she was a child, but practiced kung fu outside with her master.

Having no parental care since childhood contributed to Feng Jue's current cold temper.

Feng Jue is now twenty-eight years old, has not married a wife, and has never even had a housemate.

It is widely rumored in the world that the God of War, Lord Feng Jue, has the appearance of a dragon and a phoenix, but is not close to a woman, like a flower on a high mountain, extremely indifferent.

To exaggerate, there is no woman in this world who has not been moved by Feng Jue.

What's more, I wasted my whole life because of this, and never got married.