The host of fast transmigration, she floated away

Chapter 347 Little monk, do you accept nuns in your temple? 6
Feng Wuhen: "..." His feelings are that he dislikes me.

"The queen mother thinks who should take Xiao Wuyou there?" Feng Wuhen asked, looking at the queen with his chin propped up.

When the queen heard this, a look of deep thought flashed across her eyes.

"I'll think about it later." The queen said, and then continued to serve Wuxin.

Wuxin kept his head down and continued eating. He finished the entire meal without saying a word.

After eating, he rubbed his stomach inadvertently, and leaned on the chair lazily and contentedly, like a cat.

The queen looked at Wu Xin like this, and the corner of her mouth curled up, "Does the dinner taste good?"

Wu Xin tilted his head slightly, glanced at the Queen, and nodded.

Feng Wuhen lightly clicked his tongue, "Xiao Wuyou, what have you done today? You haven't seen your brother in these days, don't you miss him?"

"Thinking about it." The original owner thought, and Wu Xin silently added a sentence.

Hearing this, Feng Wuhen stretched out his hand to rub Wu Xin's head, but Wu Xin dodged it.

Feng Wuhen stopped his hand in mid-air and looked at Wu Xin, "Does Xiao Wuyou dislike the emperor brother? He doesn't even let the emperor touch his head." There was a hint of grievance in his tone.

Wuxin raised her head to meet Feng Wuhen's gaze, was silent for a long while, then tilted her head and said, "A little bit?" As he spoke, he stretched out a finger and gestured at Feng Wuhen.

Feng Wuhen heard the words, nodded, and then rubbed Wuxin's head with satisfaction.

……

After eating and drinking enough, he sat down and dozed off inadvertently.

In the end, Feng Wuhen carried Wuxin back to Chaoyang Palace.

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In winter, when it's cold, Wu Xin basically doesn't go out.

Even though his body has recovered, Wu Xin is still reluctant to go out.

Wuxin just nestled in the bedroom all day, ate and slept, slept and ate.

"Little Ah Piao, you can't live in such a depraved way, mission, we still have mission." Thh looked at Wu Xin with a face full of hatred.

"Ah, if I don't do anything, the task can be completed." Wuxin continued to lie on the chair, holding a heater in his hand.

Thh "???..." seems to be ouch.

As long as little Ah Piao doesn't fall in love with Mu Rongye like the original owner, the task seems to be easily accomplished.

As for surviving.

Except for a little accident in the third world, little Ah Piao survived.

It must be because the third world host didn't hug his thighs.

Therefore, in this world, it must let Xiao Apiao hold the golden thigh.

……

"Princess, the Crown Prince is here." As Qiuyue's voice sounded, Wuxin opened his eyes and looked out the door lazily.

Feng Wuhen put his hands behind his back and walked up to Wu Xin with a smile on his face, "Xiao Wuyou, I haven't seen you for a few days, do you miss your royal brother?"

Wuxin raised her head slightly, looked at Feng Wuhen and nodded.

I miss him...bringing delicious food.

Wuxin moved his nose and knew that Feng Wuhen had brought something delicious.

He quietly glanced behind Feng Wuhen.

Seeing this, Feng Wuhen twitched the corners of his mouth, and took out his hands behind his back, holding two oil-paper bags in his hands.

"It's delicious." Wu Xin's expression brightened and he looked at the oil paper bag in Feng Wuhen's hand.

"Well, some new pastries came out in the imperial city recently, and I brought you some." Feng Wuhen said, and handed the oiled paper bag to Qiuyue, "Find a plate and put it on."

"Yes." Qiuyue responded, then took the oil paper bag and went out.

Wuxin watched Qiuyue go out and felt her head being rubbed. Wuxin raised her head and blinked at Feng Wuhen.

"What have you been doing lately, little Wuyou?" Feng Wuhen lifted the corner of his clothes, then sat on the stool next to the table, looking at Wuxin who was half lying on the chair.

(End of this chapter)