Quick Transmigration, My Royal Highness is a Bit Obedient

Wangchen blinked and thanked very earnestly: "Amitabha, thank you benefactor."

Feng Qian had a complicated expression on his face.

Small fragments are too easy to fool!

Well, it made her feel very guilty.

However, the little monk in front of him didn't know what to think of, and his fair side face gradually turned crimson.

When it comes to seeing no evil, Wangchen can't help but recall the unexpected encounter in the hot spring pool, and he feels a little flustered again.

"Little Dust, it's time for you to light up the Kongming lantern."

Feng Qian handed the lighted candle to Wang Chen's eyes.

The flickering candlelight reflected in the young monk's clear eyes, he paused, imitating the girl just now, unfolding the Kongming lantern, and then took the candlelight from the girl's hand.

Because it was the first time to release the Kongming Lantern, Wang Chen seemed extremely serious, and his movements were a bit clumsy.

Wang Chen let go of his hand only when he felt that the Kongming Lantern could not help but fly away from his hand.

The Kongming Lantern floated to the sky, and the words on it were faintly visible.

——May all beings be happy and prosperous.

He suddenly glanced at the girl beside him, and Feng Qian quickly averted his gaze.

Wangchen pursed his lips and quietly stared at the girl beside him.

She...see it...

Feng Qian raised his eyes to meet the gaze of the small fragment.

"What's wrong? Little Dust."

Wang Chen hesitated for a while, then felt that being seen was actually nothing.

He replied softly: "Nothing."

Feng Qian secretly heaved a sigh of relief.

Well, she saw the little fragment's wish.

Hey, you are worthy of being a monk, and you are merciful.

Fortunately, Little Shard didn't see her wish.

Otherwise, let's not talk about how to explain this plane to the little fragment. When His Highness has a memory, wouldn't it be... embarrassing to death?

Oh, it's so hard.

Feng Qian reckoned that it was quite late, so he walked over and held Shard's hand naturally.

Wangchen froze for a moment, then endured silently, pursing his lips all the way without saying a word.

When passing a rockery, there was a blushing and heartbeating sound in the air.

Disorganized breathing bursts.

Feng Qian: "..."

This time, it really is no evil.

This time, this venue...

Obviously, Wang Chen also heard the voice.

He was a little puzzled, frowned and looked at the source of the sound, and then looked back as if he was electrocuted.

As if frightened, he frantically shook off Feng Qian's hand, stepped back dozens of steps, and turned his back to this place.

Muttering in his mouth: "Amitabha, Amitabha..."

At that glance just now, he only vaguely saw two people hugging each other.

Such a weird sound also let Wangchen subconsciously know that such a picture should not be watched.

As a monk, he can't even watch it.

Feng Qian sighed silently.

Did you really scare the little fragment?

Feng Qian walked over and stroked Xiao Shard's head reassuringly.

"Don't be afraid, little Dust, let's go home."

Wangchen was still immersed in the state of being shocked, but after hearing the girl's soft voice, he paused, and slowly raised his eyes.

"Home?"

Feng lightly blinked his eyes.

"Well...it's an inn."

"oh."

"Let's go?"

"Let's... take a different route, shall we?"

Wangchen opened his lips, there was a shadow in his heart, he never dared to approach that way, and his eyes were also deliberately avoiding that direction.

Feng Qian nodded, and had no choice but to lead the small fragment around the long way.

On the way back, Feng Qian bought some pastries and stuffed them all into Wangchen's hands.

In the end, it can be said to be a rewarding experience.

Wangchen hugged all kinds of pastries in his arms with a dazed expression.

When I got back to the room, I was a little dizzy.

He slowly spread the pastry on the table and lit a lamp.