Quick Transmigration, My Royal Highness is a Bit Obedient

Immediately afterwards, Feng Qian heard extremely subtle footsteps.

That figure seemed to leave in a hurry, because the footsteps in the air were also extremely messy.

Feng Qian was stunned.

Then, there was another sound of footsteps behind her, and Yue'er came over with a lantern, "Princess, what's wrong?"

Feng Qian looked back at Yue'er who had rushed over after hearing the sound, and then glanced back at the place where the figure disappeared.

She seemed to... ignored some familiar aura.

Feng Qian shook his head, trying to wake himself up a bit.

"Yue'er help me keep watch, it's time to go back."

Feng Qian's tone was light, and his eyes still fell on the opposite side.

Could it be... shards?

Yue'er took a few steps back, guarding Fengqian.

The girl in the hot spring pool slowly stood up, her jet-black hair falling down like a waterfall.

The thin underwear was soaked, making it look a bit tight, and it also outlined the girl's beautiful figure.

Feng Qian walked out of the hot spring pool, and wiped her wet hair with a dry handkerchief.

He raised his eyes and glanced at the surrounding environment, but didn't feel the presence of other people, so he took off his soaked underwear, dried it, and changed into clean clothes.

Feng Qian tied the last ribbon, walked over, and took the lantern in Yue'er's hand naturally.

Yue'er froze for a moment, then walked to the edge of the hot spring pool, bent down and lowered her head, and wrapped up the princess's clothes with a square handkerchief.

The temperature of the hot spring water is too comfortable and drowsy.

Feng Qian didn't know how long she had been soaking, but she was certain that she had been soaking for a long time.

It was late at night.

Frost mist had already begun to fall in the air, and just walked out of such a warm place as the hot spring pool, comparing the front and back, it seemed that it was a bit too cold at the moment.

After walking for a while, the two returned to the meditation room.

After her hair was completely dry, Feng Qian went to bed and fell asleep.

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the other side.

In the silent temple.

The peerless and stunning young monk closed his eyes, fiddled with the Buddhist beads with his fingertips, the speed of his hands fluctuating from time to time.

He muttered in his mouth: "Amitabha, Amitabha..."

These four words are repeated repeatedly.

As if deliberately avoiding something, the clear and pleasant voice like spring water also brought a little bit of obvious panic.

half an hour.

The sound of Buddha beads rolling down came.

In this quiet environment, it seemed particularly abrupt.

Wangchen paused, slowly opened his eyes, and looked down at the palm of his hand.

The beads suddenly broke for some reason, and only the string of beads and the dark wheat ear remained.

On the ground, the falling beads spread out and rolled irregularly along the ground in all directions, and it took a long time before they stopped.

The temple was silent again.

Wang Chen's clear eyes were a little dazed, staring at the scattered Buddhist beads in a daze.

He recalled the scene he had just seen.

Every night at xu o'clock, he would go to the hot spring pool to take a bath.

Usually, at this time, the monks in the monastery have already rested.

But today, it was obviously an accident.

The night was dark.

A round of bright moon hangs in the sky, and the moonlight shines lightly, allowing people to see the nearby scene clearly.

Through a thin layer of mist, he saw a young girl.

The moonlight reflected on the girl's beautiful face. The other party's eyes were closed, and her jet-black hair was half immersed in the water.

The girl's shoulders were exposed above the water, and the moonlight shone on the other's shoulders, which made the other's shoulders look like fine suet white jade, and also seemed to be shiny and beautiful white porcelain.

The exposed collarbone is exquisite and beautiful.

Wangchen stood there, his body so stiff that he couldn't move. For a moment, it was as if his breath was caught, and he even forgot to take a breath.

It wasn't until he saw the girl in the hot spring pool slowly opening her eyes that Wangchen seemed to be frightened, and fled in a hurry with his heavy feet.

Seeing this scene also made the little monk feel a great sense of guilt.