Quick Transmigration: Male Lead, You’re Overpowered?

"What makes you so happy, Mother?" said Feng Ziqi. ”

Zhao couldn't help but laugh and drank a cup of tea to moisturize his voice. This is why he told Fengzi what he had previously said to the Chen family.

Fengzi: “…”

After he heard it, he didn't smile like Zhao imagined. Instead, there was some subtlety between the colors of the gods.

Wonderful woman?

He looked up at Zhao.

The mother probably didn't know that the first thing she thought of when she uttered those words on the Chapel that day was her figure.

Fengzi thinks his thoughts are a little dangerous.

But he said, "Why should the Queen be so self-righteous? Then Lady Li is beautiful, spiritual, but never less than her mother. ”

That's over the top again.

But Fengzi can't hear better than her mother.

Even if Zhao said it himself.

However, such words fell in Azhao's ear...

Satisfied!

Have eyes!

Zhao felt that this male lead had a promising future.

In front of the Chen family, a genuine derogatory book has made Zhaoxin deeply grieved.

Fengzi said that, really ironing.

Fengzi looked at Zhao's divine colour and saw that she had heard her own words, and the divine colour stretched a lot, and her heart fell down.

He kind of found out.

At the same age as myself, after being two months younger than myself, no matter how old I look in front of others on weekdays, I'm still a 16-year-old girl in bones.

Smelly.

Especially like to be praised for her beauty!

Think of something cute.

At this time, Fengzi doesn't quite understand how he feels about the youngest mother.

Until that morning I woke up dreaming of myself.

Fengzi sat up and waited for the inner waiter outside the curtain to ask: “Your Majesty, are you going to get up? ”

Fengzi did not speak and stared at the clouds on the curtains, blindfolded by the candlelight in this bedroom.

The soft, fragrant body of my dreams, the touch of my white arms wrapped around me as if I could still feel it.

That face, plain white and beautiful, stained with three thin reds, sandalwood mouth slightly open, revealing an uncontrollable asthma.

Familiar with calling him heart tremor.

I don't know how long it's been since the servants called him softly. It's time to get up and get ready to go.

Fengzi lifted the quilt without a word.

Replaced with a pair of desecration pants.

He hasn't been to Fuhua Palace for two days.

The Azhao faction asked and received a reply that His Majesty had been very busy in the past few days.

Zhao did not ask much, but only told the people of the heart to send the daily supplement to the palace of Fengzi.

Today is the third day.

Sitting in the study, Fengzi gazed at the untreated folds in front of her and looked out unexpectedly.

In the meantime, the palace people of the Fuhua Palace are about to come and deliver soup medicine.

Surely, the next moment, the servant's voice sounds.

Still that fine little white jade.

Fengzi looked calm and looked at the palace man on his knees: "How are you these days, Mother? ”

The Miyagi hesitated to say: "Her Ladyship suffered some cold yesterday and is not feeling well today. ”

Cold?

Fengzi's eyebrows wrinkled deeply.

“I go...” Fengzi wanted to say that I went to see my mother and suddenly remembered something and hesitated.

“I will visit my mother later. ”

After the palace people at the Forward Palace retreated, Fengzi proceeded with the fold.