Quick Transmigration, My Royal Highness is a Bit Obedient

Wang Chen looked at it for a long time, then raised his hand, opened a package of pastries, and ate slowly.

It wasn't until very late that I turned off the lights and went to sleep.

…

Early the next morning, Wangchen went out shopping with the monks in the temple.

Feng Qian overslept, and when he woke up, Shards and the monk in charge of purchasing from Jingyuan Temple had already gone out.

In the market, the monks walking all the way to the street are indeed very eye-catching.

Of course, the most attractive thing is the little monk with a cinnabar mole between his eyebrows.

The other person's appearance is amazing.

Even if she is shaved and becomes a monk with a bald head, her beauty does not diminish in the slightest.

It is not uncommon in this small town for monks from Jingyuan Temple to go down the mountain to purchase.

Every month, Jingyuan Temple will send monks down the mountain to buy supplies.

People in the small town also saw a lot.

However, today's little monk has such a stunning appearance that it makes passers-by turn their heads frequently.

Wang Chen is not used to the gaze of passers-by, he lowered his eyes, trying to minimize his sense of existence.

He suddenly remembered the act of the girl preparing the cloak for him.

His long eyelashes drooped slightly, and after a while, the corners of his mouth curved slightly.

…

After a while, there was a sound of horseshoes on the street.

A man in armor on horseback came from a distance, with a ferocious expression on his face, he shouted at the people on both sides: "Idle people wait to avoid, the road is cleared!"

Behind the man, there was also a group of soldiers on horseback with weapons in their hands.

It was obviously not the first time that the people in the town had encountered such a situation, and they retreated to both sides of the road.

The town is adjacent to Tiancheng Kingdom, and people from Tiancheng Kingdom will pass through this town when they come to Fengyuan Kingdom.

There are also some big names visiting.

Because he was a nobleman from another country, no one dared to offend him, so he listened to the man's order and retreated to both sides.

The group of soldiers also stood orderly on both sides of the road, standing in two long rows.

Soon, there was another noise of carriages.

In the distance, a very gorgeous carriage was slowly approaching, and the people in the small town stretched their necks to see it.

Wang Chen and his group also stood by the roadside.

The people in the small town whispered.

"I'm afraid it's not ordinary people who come to this battle."

"I reckon it's someone from the palace."

"Tsk tsk, another nobleman."

"Let's avoid it, if the other party is unhappy, my life will be lost."

...

The voices of the people talking came into the ears.

After a while, the carriage drove over.

In front of the carriage, a coachman is driving a carriage, and there is a man in silver armor.

When passing by here, Wang Chen happened to meet the man's eyes.

The other party has sword-like eyebrows and starry eyes, and there is a cold and solemn look between his eyebrows and eyes.

When he saw Wangchen, the man paused, his eyes narrowed slowly.

When the carriage came to the front, the man turned his head and looked at the little monk who had lowered his head by the side of the road.

It wasn't until the carriage went too far that the man looked away.

When the voice died away, the man said to the people in the carriage: "Your Highness, the last general seems to have found that child."

There was a moment of silence in the carriage, and a dignified voice came.

"Stop."

The coachman pulled the reins and pulled the carriage to the side of the road.

"General Nie, come in."

"Yes, Your Highness."

Nie Sheng walked into the carriage.

Inside, a man in a bright yellow brocade suit closed his eyes tightly, and after a long time, he opened them slowly.

"explain."

He spat out two words indifferently.

Nie Cheng replied: "When passing by the town, General Mo saw a young monk who looked exactly like His Majesty on the side of the road."

Speaking of this, he paused, and continued: "The young monk's eyebrows and eyes are also very similar to Empress Xiaomin, the most important thing is that he also has a cinnabar mole between his eyebrows."

Hearing the sound, Cheng Ye narrowed his eyes.