Monster System: Quickly Transmigrate Male God's Favorite

Chapter 734 Regent, Empress Dowager (60)

Qian Qiu saw Feng Xun still had a cold face.

She raised her hand and pinched his cheek.

Feng Xun narrowed his eyes slightly, seeming a little displeased.

He raised his hand and grabbed Qian Qiu's finger that was doing evil on his face.

Before I could tear it off in the future, I heard Qianqiu's faint voice:

"Ok?"

Feng Xun: "..."

He grew up in this palace before he became regent.

The best thing is to observe words and expressions.

Qianqiu didn't need to say anything, just this ending made him feel threatened.

He hesitated for a moment, then put his hand down.

Qianqiu finds it novel.

He experienced something that he didn't know, and suddenly became so obedient.

It was clear that not long ago, when he touched his fingers, he shook them off in disgust, and let her leave.

She clicked her tongue.

Seeing Feng Xun obediently let himself be trampled on, he stretched out his other hand to grab his cheek.

Feng Xun is usually expressionless and slightly gloomy.

If he were described as an animal, his eyes were bloodthirsty, like a dormant cold viper.

Qian Qiu pulled his cheeks on both sides, forcing him to turn into a hamster.

"Look." Qian Qiu said with a smile: "This is much better than your usual stinky face."

There is no bronze mirror in front of Feng Xun.

However, he looked at himself reflected in Qianqiu's eyes.

You don't need to see clearly to know how embarrassing it is.

He has never been like this, allowing others to do whatever they want on his face.

Those who dare to touch themselves, which one did not die unexpectedly.

And only her...

He couldn't let go, and even longed for her touch.

"Probably." He said coldly.

Qian Qiu continued: "It's really gentle and pleasant."

Gentle?

Nice?

Ok?
Last time, she described herself as virtuous and capable, right?
Feng Xun didn't know how to answer.

He couldn't use his hands well, so he shook his head and escaped from Qianqiu's ravages.

Worried about Qianqiu's misunderstanding, he explained in a low voice: "I...I should go."

Qianqiu glanced at him, "I live here alone, seven to fourty-nine days? Huh?"

"How about that?"

"You accompany me." Qianqiu said.

He was slightly taken aback, and said, "Min'er, he..."

"Come back."

He said: "It still needs to go to court."

"Is going to court more important than praying for the country?"

Chiaki continued:

"Let those ministers climb up every morning. Not everyone can come to this Daqinglong Temple. Maybe they can get some light from the Buddha."

half an hour.

Feng Xun looked at her.

Qianqiu smiled, "Isn't it good?"

"Okay." He said, "I'll call someone to bring Min'er back, and then pass on the word."

Qian Qiu's eyes slightly curved with a smile.

"Well, really virtuous and capable."

The virtuous and capable Regent Fengxun: "..."

then.

After Feng Min was arranged to be sent away, she was arranged to be pulled back.

He looked confused, and before he could ask anything, he was fooled by Qian Qiu to copy Buddhist scriptures and practice calligraphy.

Those ministers also received an order from the Regent.

No matter how reluctant he is, he has no choice but to obey.

They started a healthy old life of climbing mountains every morning.

The regent didn't care, he changed the place to face those ministers who were full of criticism, and then corrected the memorial.

Only care about.

That is, except for facing ministers and correcting memorials.

There is another person who needs to face again.

Qianqiu.

……

night.

He was in the side courtyard, correcting the memorial until late at night.

The oil lamps on the sides of the case are almost exhausted, and the oil lamps that have been refilled several times are not over yet.

In recent days, he has been like this until dawn.

As Feng Xun's loyal fan and secret guard, he was very worried about this.

He knew that no matter how much he persuaded, Feng Xun would not pay attention.

When Feng Xun was revising the memorial, he approached Qian Qiu.

(End of this chapter)