Quick Transmigration, My Royal Highness is a Bit Obedient

midnight.

The little emperor in night clothes sneaked into Zhenbei Palace.

Feng Qian walked into the courtyard where Feng Jue lived, and couldn't help feeling that the guards in the Fragment Mansion were too useless.

She slipped in several times without being noticed.

The little emperor frowned.

Sure enough, the fragment still needs her protection.

system:"……"

Can people from the small plane compare with you, a person who is not bound by the laws of heaven!

Feng Qian stood in front of the door, quietly opened a crack, and slipped in.

She turned and closed the door.

The moment she turned her head, the girl was suddenly pushed against the door.

It was dark inside.

The other party's slender fingers rested on the gate of life around her neck, and the breath around her was low and cold.

Feng Qian: "!"

After smelling the familiar ambergris and the faint pleasant fragrance from the little emperor's body, the other party was stunned for a moment, then hugged the girl, bent over, and buried his head on the girl's shoulder.

"Why is Your Majesty here?" Feng Jue's voice was hoarse, and his warm breath sprayed on the little emperor's neck.

Feng Qian felt a little itchy, so he raised his hand and gently pushed Feng Jue.

The other party was pushed, and there was a bit of confusion in the cold eyes.

The elegant moonlight fell into the phoenix's eyes through the window lattice, shining brightly.

"I have business with the emperor." The little emperor said seriously with a sullen face.

Seeing the other party's serious appearance, Feng Jue smiled, and let him go gently.

He walked slowly to the table and lit a kerosene lamp, and after a while, the room was lit up.

Feng Qian walked to him and pulled out a chair to sit down, Feng Jue also sat down.

The little emperor told Feng Jue about Prime Minister Situ Yan's rebellion.

Feng Jue just nodded slightly, without showing any surprise.

Feng Qian was puzzled: "Uncle Huang knows about this?"

Feng Jue raised his hand and rubbed the little emperor's head, with a slight smile on the corner of his mouth: "I know. I just wanted to find a time to inform His Majesty, but I didn't expect His Majesty to know."

Feng Qian blinked his eyes.

"How many troops does the emperor have?"

"One hundred thousand elite."

Hearing this, the little emperor nodded thoughtfully.

The elite Feng Jue mentioned is that one person can be worth ten people, and all of them are well-trained and fearless of life and death. That is equivalent to one million ordinary soldiers.

Feng Qian thought for a while, and whispered a few words in Feng Jue's ear.

After hearing the little emperor's plan, Feng Jue couldn't help raising his eyebrows to look at him.

What a clever little ghost.

Feng Jue raised his hand and rubbed the little emperor's head again, he said in a slightly hoarse voice: "It's so late, does your majesty want to stay?"

His cold eyes fell on the little emperor carelessly, and his beautiful phoenix eyes had an indescribably seductive look in the flickering lights.

Feng Qian stared at Feng Jue for a few moments, then climbed onto the bed with a sullen expression and rolled inside.

The little emperor squeezed the quilt, looking at the people under the dim light with his dark eyes.

There was a smile on the corner of the man's mouth, his phoenix eyes looked at him without blinking, and he tapped the table with his slender fingertips.

Feng Qian turned his head away, not looking at him.

"I'll sleep here. Uncle Huang finds a place to sleep by himself."

Feng Qian only heard the other party chuckle, then got up and approached.

Feng Jue walked to the bed and leaned over. Three thousand mosses fell down like a waterfall and fell on both sides of the little emperor.

Feng Qian raised his eyes.

The other party's dark phoenix eyes are deep and confusing.

Feng Qian was slightly stunned. But in the next second, the other party pursed his beautiful thin lips, and said in a cold voice with a touch of grievance: "This is your majesty, are you going to abandon the minister?"

Feng Qian: "!"

Wronged?

The little emperor blinked quickly, his butterfly-like eyelashes trembling slightly.

The girl's voice was a little weak: "I didn't... I didn't abandon you."

The other party's phoenix eyes were slightly bent, and the snow-colored collar was slightly opened because of the movement of leaning over, and the snow-white skin inside could be seen.

This semi-revealed appearance gave the other party a hint of provocative temptation in his cold and ascetic aura.

Feng Jue lowered his head and kissed the girl's lips, his thin and cool lips rubbed against the girl's pink lips, his cold voice still had a bit of aggrieved color, but there was a hint of coquettishness for no reason.

"Your Majesty, I want to be with you."