Quick Transmigration, My Royal Highness is a Bit Obedient

It's no wonder Nan Qing was puzzled.

After all, Emperor Jing was careful, and the master who was sent to teach young people how to read and write kept silent about cultivation.

How can you mention the Kyushu Pavilion where thousands of practitioners want to get in.

Nan Qing still learned from ancient books that in this world the strong are respected.

Only by practicing can one become a master.

That's all he knows.

Feng Qian took Nan Qing to her residence.

Emperor Jing directly gave Feng Qian a palace to live in, and there were many rooms in it.

Nan Qing silently followed behind the girl without saying a word.

It's hard to understand his true emotions.

Compared with this resplendent palace, the environment of the cold palace is simply unsightly.

Nan Qing just glanced at the surrounding environment lightly, then lowered her eyelashes, wondering what she was thinking.

The whole person is still very dull.

Feng Qian picked an empty room closer to his own room, and took the little boy in.

The girl looked at the boy, "You will live here temporarily."

Nan Qing moved her eyelids, but did not speak after all.

Um.

Inappropriate.

Feng Qian blinked, pulled out a chair and sat down.

The girl pulled away the chair next to her and looked up at the boy: "Sit down first."

Nan Qing silently glanced at the girl and remained silent for a while.

Then he walked to the farthest place from Fengqian without saying a word, pulled out the chair and sat down.

Feng Qian: "..."

Um.

This time the fragments are very difficult to deal with.

"Now... I am your master." Feng Qian looked at Nan Qing and announced seriously.

Hearing the girl's words, Nan Qing looked up at the other party, but quickly looked away.

Still silent.

Feng Qian: "If you don't want to, you can."

Nan Qing paused, her misty pupils were slightly dazed.

The young man bit his lip, then raised his eyes to look at the girl.

The dark eyes are deep and dark.

He said indifferently: "What do you want from me?"

The life in the cold palace made the young man develop such a somewhat gloomy temperament, and it also made a ten-year-old boy mature.

He would not believe that the other party showed his favor in such a way that it had no purpose.

Feng Qian was taken aback by the boy's question.

The girl shook her head, her eyes were clear, and her tone was very serious: "I didn't expect anything."

The boy was slightly startled, and raised his eyes to look at the girl.

Her eyes are clear and clean, not like lying.

Nan Qing couldn't help bowing her head in silence.

Feng Qianhu added: "If you have to say what you want, you still have it."

The girl's voice fell, and the boy lowered his eyes.

A dark light flashed across the bottom of his eyes.

really……

Is there still a purpose...

Nan Qing was silent, but the demeanor around her seemed to be darker.

In the next second, Feng Qian continued: "I hope you will be happy."

The girl looked up at the boy, "This is what I want."

Nan Qing: "..."

He looked up in astonishment, and when he saw the girl's clear and bright eyes, he lowered his head in panic and lowered his long eyelashes.

Curly and thick eyelashes blocked the boy's vision.

And the look of bewilderment in the dark eyes.

He said nothing.

How can anyone... have such an idea...

Be kind to him for no reason.

Although Nan Qing still had doubts in her heart, she was a little shaken.

"Then would you like to be my apprentice?"

Feng Qian continued to ask him.

Nan Qing pursed her lips, but still did not speak.

Feng Qian blinked, and tentatively said: "If you don't speak, I will take it as your acquiescence."

Nan Qing paused and chose to remain silent.

Feng Qian innocently blinked his eyes.

Does this count as... the default?

Feng Qian thought about it.

Um.

Just treat it as a fragment.