Quick Transmigration, My Royal Highness is a Bit Obedient

However, the system sound suddenly sounded.

[Ding Dong ~ Congratulations to the host for completing the hidden mission. 1000 bonus points. Points balance: 2570】

Feng Qian: "..."

Well.

This thing is... Don't forget?

Weird name.

Why not call it forgotten?

Didn't the little kid in the space keep saying that he had to make her forget before he could go out.

I used to call myself Don't Forget...

However, that space just now was really weird.

I don't know how many years have passed by now.

Good recipe.

According to the original plot, Kyushu Pavilion should be dying soon.

Fragments don't know what to do.

"System, did my mission fail?"

Feng Qian asked.

The girl frowned slightly.

I don't know what will happen if the mission fails.

System: "No, there is no display here, which proves that the task has not failed."

"and many more……"

[Ding Dong~ Main task: Save the blackened fragments. 】

Feng Qian: "!"

Um?

The poor little fragment has turned black?

who bullied!

system:"……"

According to the information, it is clear that the fragments are bullying others...

Feng Qian immediately flew back to Jiuzhou Pavilion with his sword.

It was night.

There are only a few dim stars in the dark night sky.

From a distance, the Jiuzhou Pavilion seems to be shrouded in a black curtain.

Feng Qian landed directly into his yard.

It's still the same.

No change.

Feng Qian paused, and walked to the room that was previously fragmented.

The door was not locked.

The girl gently opened the door.

The room was pitch black, and there was a faint smell of dust in the air, as if it hadn't been cleaned for a long time.

Feng Qian was stunned.

A flash of fire condensed from the girl's fingertips, illuminating the room.

The bedroom in front of him, obviously, has not been lived in for a long time.

There was a layer of dust on the floor and on the bed.

not here……

Where do the pieces go?

The girl turned and went out.

When he was about to leave the yard, he suddenly stopped.

Feng Qian turned around and walked to the door of his room.

The girl raised her hand and pushed, but she didn't push.

Locked?

Feng Qian thought for a while, walked to the window, quietly opened it, and sneaked in again.

It was still dark inside.

This time, Feng Qian didn't condense the firelight on his fingertips to illuminate him.

Feng Qian walked to the bed and lowered his eyes.

The quilt on the bed was neatly folded aside.

Feng Qian was stunned for a moment, and then slowly condensed a cluster of small flames.

Her room was very clean and tidy.

Not even a speck of dust.

Feng Qian blinked in confusion.

Was someone living in her room, or something else?

Feng Qian was in a daze, and didn't notice the dark and deep sight behind him.

thump--

Feng Qian was thrown onto the bed suddenly.

The girl froze for a moment and raised her eyes.

Some pain.

However, he met a pair of cold and dark eyes.

Caught off guard, he was thrown down, and was crushed by the opponent.

The flames condensed from Feng Qian's fingertips were also extinguished.

In the pitch-black night, he could only vaguely see the other party's eyes.

Like two lonely stars in the cold night sky.

Bitter cold.

"Ah Qing?"

Feng Qian couldn't help but call out.

This sight is very familiar, even the aura on the opponent's body is the same.

She won't admit it.

only……

Feng Qian was a little dazed.

The other party pressed on her like this.

Some heavy.

His body shape no longer looked like the skinny and small boy he was back then.

In the air, there was a faint smell of alcohol floating into the girl's nostrils.

The man was silent for a moment.

He called out in a low voice, "Master..."

The voice is hoarse, with a unique magnetism, and the timbre is also extremely pleasant, like a feather gently sweeping over the tip of the heart.

"Master..."

The boy murmured again.