Self-salvation [Quick Transmigration]

If you take Feng Yinuo's temperament as an example, anyone who is lying on the bed at this time is not himself, or a little wolf cub from this plane, would have died under her hands long ago, so how can there be a life to cry and make trouble in front of her?

Still crying and hiccupping...

Simply shameful.

It's a pity that this is herself, so Feng Yinuo can't beat or scold at this moment, and has to coax the wolf cub.

The woman rubbed the center of her eyebrows, couldn't help but sighed in a low voice, bent down helplessly, took the child into her arms, gently stroked her back, and softened her voice.

"...don't cry anymore."

She lowered her head and wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes for the child in her arms.

"...No, don't... want the prime minister..."

The little wolf cub nestled in her arms, shrinking back in aggrieved manner, found a comfortable place, and held on to her robe tightly, crying hard just now, now his voice became hoarse, choking intermittently .

Feng Yinuo: "..."

She really couldn't tell whether the child didn't want the prime minister or wanted the prime minister.

"...It's up to you."

The woman paused for a moment, after all, she compromised, no longer obsessed with these things, gently touched her head, and brought over the medicine bowl in the hand of the waiter who quietly walked in beside her.

The child in his arms moved his nose, as if he smelled the bitterness in the bowl, frowned tightly, turned his head away in disgust, and buried his face in Feng Yinuo's arms.

Someone bumped his chest suddenly, Feng Yinuo clenched his fingertips slightly, resisting the urge to almost crush the medicine bowl, pursed his lips, and pulled out the wolf cub with a cold face.

"Drink the medicine."

Seeing the refusal on Feng Ziqing's face and the glint in his eyes again, she narrowed her eyes.

"Otherwise you won't be able to achieve what you want."

Feng Ziqing's body froze slightly, and he looked at the woman with a cold face misty in front of his eyes. He must have seen the irresistible meaning in the woman's eyes, and he couldn't help lowering his head sleepily, and tentatively moved to the side of the medicine bowl Went for a drink.

Just one bite made her whole face crumpled.

His cheeks were bulging, and he refused to take the medicine.The mist in the delicate little emperor's eyes was accumulating more and more, and it was about to fall down at this moment.She looked at the woman holding her again, this time, she was comforted softly by the woman.

Gently and softly, with a hint of cold fragrance, it fell on her forehead.

"Drink it."

The woman coaxed softly.

The little emperor blinked his eyes, as if unable to react, he stared blankly at her for a while.

It wasn't until the woman urged helplessly that she lowered her head and began to drink the medicine obediently.

He didn't dislike the bitterness of the soup anymore, like a puppy, he secretly looked at the woman and drank the medicine in the bowl one mouthful at a time.

The bottom of the bowl was filled with bitterness, but the sweet smell in her chest attracted her attention.

Feng Ziqing met the woman's downcast eyes, bent his lips subconsciously, and smiled at her.

He was very reserved, with a sense of asking for credit.

Feng Yinuo looked down, feeling a little soft in his heart, shook his head slightly, but also chuckled lightly, and lowered his head to kiss her forehead again.

"Go to sleep."

Take a rest today and go to court tomorrow.

"Don't go!"

Before she could get up, someone grabbed the skirt of her clothes firmly, and the wolf cub, who sensed her intentions, became fussy again, his eyes were red, and he refused to let go no matter what.

Feng Yinuo: ...

She glanced at the sky outside, it was already late at night, and she really didn't want to bother, she closed her eyes and sighed, and patted the man's hand.

"Sleep, I won't go."

It's okay to just sit by this bed all night.

"……really?"

"really."

The child in his arms was still staring at her closely, as if afraid that she would run away, which made Feng Yinuo quite funny.

She gently stroked Feng Ziqing's back and coaxed her to sleep.

Soon, the little emperor's eyelids trembled, closed a little sleepily, and shrank back into her arms.

"……do you like me?"

Before going to sleep, the little emperor asked.

"like."

Feng Yinuo stroked her eyebrows and answered in a low voice.

How not to like it?

The self in the parallel plane is the closest person to her in this world.

Although the children in these planes have different personalities, they are all her once.

How could Feng Yinuo not like the bondage in his soul?

Feng Ziqing looked at her with half-opened eyes, and when she heard her answer, a little bit of joy suddenly surged in her heart. It was sweet, like the maltose outside the palace that she ate when she was young. have left imprints.

"……I……"

I like you too.

The little emperor shrank his head, nestled in the woman's warm embrace, suddenly closed his eyes tightly, lowered his head, and became a little shy.

Will spoil her.

The shy little emperor thought silently that the decoction had taken effect, which cleared her mind up a bit.

Now that he can beat her with a ruler, if he pampers her a little more, he will go to heaven.

Feng Ziqing closed her eyes and hummed softly in her heart.

No, you can't say that, you have to suppress her arrogance.

How to press?

The slender and warm fingertips were still stroking her back gently.

The roots of the ears and cheeks are getting hotter and hotter.

Only give her half of the tribute fruit!

Let her kill me.

Thinking of this, Feng Ziqing felt aggrieved.

The fruit is sweet, she loves it very much, and finally resisted eating it, and wanted to give it to this person, but she didn't appreciate it!

The more she thought about it, the angrier she became, she secretly opened her eyes and looked up, only to see that the woman was leaning against the bed and closed her eyes.

The palace servants in the palace have already retired, and there is a small lamp not far away, and there is a warm fragrance.

Feng Ziqing stared blankly at the sleeping woman for a while, and froze, not daring to move.

After a while, she carefully pulled the quilt on the bed, and covered herself and the woman with them, then she relaxed her body, and quietly retracted into the woman's arms again.

Not far away, the candlelight was warm and yellow, and slightly shone on Feng Yinuo's eyebrows, which made the plain and delicate eyebrows a little softer, which caught Feng Ziqing's attention.

Gradually, without knowing how long, the drowsiness hit again, and she quickly closed her eyes and fell asleep.

In the dream, there was no shame and ferocity that haunted her again and again, which was rare and sweet.

She saw the gaze of the woman on the autumn day.

I was surprised at the time, but only now did I realize it.

There was no other expression in those eyes, but...

Don't be afraid.

"...Don't go..."

"...Don't go, go to sleep."

I'll keep it until you don't need it.

The woman lowered her eyes, pulled the quilt that had slipped a little, stroked the child's soft hair, and coaxed him softly.

In this plane, she put on a more secure human-skin mask.

There is no other reason, there cannot be a person who looks like an emperor in this world.

Naturally, there cannot be a prime minister who always controls the government.

A year later, after teaching the child well and allowing her to take up this position, she will leave.

Staying all the time is just increasing the risk of her human leather mask slipping off.

The prime minister came out of the palace just once, which was enough to arouse the suspicion of some people.

On the fourth day, someone came to Feng Ziqing to persuade him.

"What do you think, Ai Qing?"

Feng Ziqing quietly listened to the reprimand of the Minister of Rites, who had always boasted of being clean, about Feng Yinuo's worries about taking power and overstepping the boundaries, her brows and eyes were expressionless, she suddenly smiled, and asked him lightly.

What do you think?

Like a chicken whose neck has been suddenly strangled, Minister of Rites was dumbfounded for a moment, then lowered his eyes respectfully.

"I think it's better for His Majesty to take power sooner or later."

"If this continues, disaster may arise."

There was silence in the hall, and the Minister of Rites lowered his head. The initial confidence began to fade away with time.

The young little emperor tapped the desk lightly with his fingertips, looked down at the prostrate person on the ground, and took in all his ugly behavior at this moment.

Feng Ziqing narrowed her eyes slightly, and a bit of coldness and hostility flashed between her brows, but what came out of her lips was a gentle and smiling voice.

She said: "Thank you Shangshu for reminding me, I already know."

She sighed: "I have had this intention for a long time..."

The former dumb prime minister was in power, how many dissatisfied people were there in the court, and how many people who wanted to provoke the relationship between the monarch and his ministers with evil intentions, she really wanted to find out these people one by one at this time.

She is a king, yet she connives at that person punishing her without false words.

What is this, dare to say more?

The arrogant emperor looked down at this man with inexplicable annoyance in his heart.

"Let's step back."

The little emperor, who had been taught for many days, did not have a seizure for the time being, but waved his hand lightly, making him retreat.

Not long after the Minister of Rites left, the servant immediately came in to inform Feng Yinuo to see him.

It's time for class now.

"Prime Minister?"

"The prime minister was outside just now?"

Feng Ziqing was startled, clenched his fingertips on the armrest, and stood up instantly.

"This……"

The servant looked up at her cautiously.

"...The prime minister has not been here for long."

What does just come mean?

Feng Ziqing frowned, and waved him down to lead someone in.

Today, the woman's eyebrows and eyes were as usual, and she was still calm and indifferent during the lecture, as if she really didn't hear their previous conversation at all.

Feng Ziqing couldn't see through her.

Because of this, she became even more flustered.

Subconsciously, she wanted to explain, but she was afraid that Feng Yinuo really didn't hear anything, which would make her explanation look guilty.

"I'm here today, and I'm leaving first."

When the time came, Feng Yinuo got up and packed up the bamboo slips and papers, and prepared to bow and leave.

"Prime Minister!"

Feng Ziqing kept looking at her cold eyes, felt inexplicably uneasy, stood up a little helplessly, and grabbed the man's wrist.

She saw the man turn sideways slightly, glanced down at her grasped wrist, her brows and eyes were a little cold.

"Your Majesty, please let go."

It was as if what happened last night never happened.

But Feng Ziqing clearly remembered the tenderness and compassion that once fell between her brows.

The little emperor stared blankly at her for a while, then slowly and obediently let go.

"I...I want to leave the palace..."

When she was flustered, she didn't know what she was talking about.

I want to stay with the prime minister for a while.

"What did His Majesty say?"

Feng Yinuo held his forehead slightly, and couldn't help frowning.

That gaze was cast on Feng Ziqing, making her stiffen up.

But he was unwilling to take back these words in his heart, so he had to bite the bullet and repeat them.

"I want to leave the palace..."

"I... I've never seen what it's like outside..."

"I want to go and see..."

Feng Ziqing pursed her lips and stared stubbornly into her eyes.

Feng Yinuo's eyes were dim, and she looked at her quietly, taking a panoramic view of her appearance. After a while, she frowned, but still calmly complied.

"Since you want to go out, let's go."

The little wolf cub raised his head blankly, his eyes lit up little by little.

"Only this one time."

Feng Yinuo glanced over and stopped looking at her.

Since he promised to take her out to play, Feng Yinuo naturally asked Feng Ziqing to change into a casual dress, and then told the waiter everything in detail, and then he carried this particularly restless, called Her angry wolf cub is out of the palace.

The capital is also known as the city that never sleeps. Even at dusk and at night, it is overcrowded and brightly lit.There are endless food stalls on the roadside, and people from the rivers and lakes who are jugglers also take the opportunity to come out to earn money at this time.

"I want to eat that."

The sleeve was suddenly tugged lightly, and the child who had been quietly and obediently behind her suddenly spoke.

Feng Yinuo glanced at her sideways, and looked in the direction she pointed, it was a peddler selling candied haws.

It was just a bunch of candied haws, Feng Yinuo didn't hold her back and bought it for her.

The little emperor who lived in the deep palace was so arrogant that he even said that he looked down on food outside the palace.

But when she put on a long robe and appeared outside the palace like a young son from a wealthy family, her pupils couldn't help showing a bit of joy, curiosity and longing.

At this moment, the wolf cub held the candied haws in his hand, couldn't help but bent his lips, and took a bite expectantly.

There are lanterns around, shining on her cheeks, making those eyes even brighter.

It also made Feng Yinuo stunned.

【Sister...】

She suddenly thought of the child in the first world, the little dull gourd who was always silently sticking around behind her.

Feng Yinuo looked carefully, and the frost in the depths of his pupils gradually melted a little.

There is a sweet and sour taste between her lips and teeth, which is different from what she ate in the deep palace, Feng Ziqing likes it very much.

She took a bite, raised her eyes to share with Feng Yinuo, but instantly met the woman's nostalgic gaze, as if she was looking at someone through her.

Feng Ziqing's fingertips froze, as if cold winter water poured over her head, instantly cooling most of her burning heart.

The sweetness between the lips and teeth dissipated, leaving a mouth full of sourness.

The woman looked at her sideways for a while, met her eyes, and asked casually, "How does it taste?"

With a rare smile.

It was as if she already knew that she wanted to say delicious.

"Unappetizing."

Feng Ziqing put down the candied haws he was holding in his hand, frowned a little, and told her expressionlessly.

Word by word.

"Hard. Eat. Die."

Not far away was a pastry stand, and she smelled the smell there, which was also sweet, with the fragrance of sweet-scented osmanthus.

So Feng Ziqing stared at the man's eyes, and suddenly walked closer to her, looked at the man's slightly frowned eyebrows, and smiled lowly with his lips curled up.

"I don't like eating this."

She put her arms around the woman's neck and whispered in her ear.

"I like to eat the sweet-scented osmanthus cake there, but I don't like to eat candied haws."

"Prime Minister, don't forget."

Clenching his fingertips a little bit harder, Feng Yinuo felt the unusual strength, his eyebrows moved slightly, and he tilted his head to meet the little wolf cub's pupils.

"Remember?"

Someone asked her with a smile.

"remembered."

Feng Yinuo lowered his eyes, his expression became dull a little bit, his pupils were condensed, but he smiled.

"Just remember."

Feng Ziqing got the answer she wanted, and slowly softened her brows and eyes.

She was still holding the bunch of candied haws with her fingertips, even though her heart was full of jealousy, she was not willing to throw it away.

"Your Majesty, do you still remember how long the one-year period is left?"

Feng Yinuo let her surround her, and imitated her, leaning close to her ear and chuckling softly.

"...I don't remember."

In fact, I remember clearly.

Just over nine months left.

Feng Ziqing was puzzled, for some reason she would ask this.

Feng Yinuo laughed inexplicably, and couldn't help shaking his head.

"If you don't remember, don't remember, it's not a big deal."

She is herself who likes every world.

But I have to admit that the arrogance of children in this plane is really not pleasing.

After more than nine months, there is no major event, but it is the day when she is leaving.

The author has something to say: How should I put it, first, Xiaoqing in this plane has a special status, really special.

Second, Xiaoqing is arrogant and awkward and met a straight girl of steel. Not only did Daqing not poke her cuteness, but it made Daqing, who was already very strong, feel a little unhappy (scratching head)

感谢在2021-02-2523:41:03~2021-02-2722:05:00期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the grenade: Han Yao 1;

Thanks to the little angels who threw the mines: Hu Qi, Persimmon Sheep, Jackdaw, and Shu Yan;

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