Quickly wear, what should I do if the vicious cannon fodder is too stupid

Feng He couldn't help but let a drop of cold sweat fall on her white and smooth forehead, it was caused by the pain.

What’s going on? I feel so uncomfortable!

Not only does my stomach hurt, but my throat is also burning.

Feng He could hardly hold on any longer. He was anxious inside. Why was this young lady so weak?

He still has a lot of food to eat!

Feng He's eyes had rolled back and she was about to faint.

He thought for two seconds before fainting, wondering whether he fainted on Cen Feiyu or Zhao Changyu.

Both of them hate him and probably don't want to be dependent on him.

But if I rely on Cen Feiyu, I might have some viciousness value...

Feng He was moved for a second.

However, Cen Feiyu looks so thin now. What if he can't hold on?

This wooden floor looks very painful if you fall on it.

Feng He hesitated for only a second, then her head tilted and she fell into Zhao Changyu's arms on her left.

Zhao Changyu was eating delicious food when suddenly, a stunning beauty fell into his arms.

The delicious food no longer smelled good, but the person in front of him smelled better, because he could already smell a faint fragrance from Feng He.

Zhao Changyu paused for a moment, then reached out and hugged Feng He.

He held her tightly in his arms.

When Xiao Jianzi and Xiao Yuanzi saw this sudden change, they immediately stood up and were very scared.

The young lady hasn't fainted for a long time. This time they were careless. It turns out that the young lady should not be allowed to eat food from outside.

The two of them were almost crying with anxiety. They didn’t know how their wives would scold them when they got back!

Only Cen Feiyu acted like an outsider. He curled his lips slightly, with an expression that showed he deserved it.

What a joy.

Zhao Changmen had seen big situations before. While he picked up Feng He and carried her sideways, he also took the time to comfort the two children who were about to cry.

Finally, he said to Cen Feiyu, "Go and pay the bill later. This meal is on my table. You can ask the restaurant to pack up the unfinished food and take it back with you guys.

After saying this, Zhao Changyu motioned to Cen Feiyu to take the purse tied around his waist.

Cen Feiyu was silent for a moment, but still took the purse.

Zhao Changyu took Fenghe back first, and Xiaojianzi and Xiaoyuanzi followed quickly.

They made their way to the carriage parked outside.

The group got on the carriage, and the coachman who had been waiting immediately patted the horse's butt, and the carriage started moving.

Zhao Changyu directly carried Feng He into the Marquis' Mansion. The guard saw the fainted young lady and did not dare to stop them, so they passed through.

Under the instructions of Xiao Jianzi and Xiao Yuanzi, Zhao Changyu found Feng He's room.

But he did not go in. After all, this was the boudoir of an unmarried girl. Although the customs of the Sheng Dynasty were open, they were not to this extent.

Just as he was hesitating outside, a strong middle-aged woman came out. When she saw Feng He, who was unconscious in Zhao Changyu's arms, she immediately hugged him in her arms.

Then he walked quickly towards Feng He's room.

This is the original owner’s wet nurse.

Xiao Jianzi and Xiao Yuanzi also went in.

Zhao Changyu looked at his empty arms, and for some reason, he felt a little lost.

Fenghe is so light. I wonder if it’s because she only eats a little and so she doesn’t gain weight.

He ordered so much just now and thought he was really capable, but he ended up fainting.

But this is obviously normal, otherwise his servants' reaction would not be just normal anxiety.

Zhao Changyu couldn't help laughing. Miss Feng was so delicate that she only suited to be held in someone's hands and carefully nurtured.

The golden house hides the beauty.

Zhao Changyu was stunned. Why did he suddenly think like this? He had clearly avoided this arrogant and "famous" Miss Feng before.

Not wanting to think about it anymore, Zhao Changyu walked back slowly.

*

Cen Feiyu was alone in Zuixianlou, staring at the dishes.

Before, if he ignored Feng He, Feng He would not give him a full meal for several days.

Cen Feiyu didn’t eat the dishes in the end. He asked the waiter to pack them up.

After he returned, he put the dishes in Xiaojianzi and Xiaoyuanzi's room. They were brothers and lived together.

Cen Feiyu returned to his own room.

I thought I should clean it up properly because Feng He had it all smashed to pieces before.

As a result, he was stunned as soon as he entered.

Because it was clean and tidy inside.

Even the few tiles on the roof that that idiot had secretly taken away have been repaired.

It was obvious that Feng He had ordered these things to be done.

Otherwise no one would dare to enter his room without permission.

Given his situation, it was good enough that no one was secretly pouring cold water on him. How could anyone possibly come to help him?

Cen Feiyu put the clothes Feng He bought for him into his closet in a daze.

Why did Feng He suddenly treat him... well...

Cen Feiyu did not delve into the matter further, as he was afraid of shaking his hatred for Feng He.

At this time, Feng He's room was "bustling". A doctor was prescribing medicine for Feng He, and Mrs. Hou was sitting beside the bed, touching her child's hand.

A row of servants stood nearby, all with their heads lowered, their faces filled with fear and nervousness.

The atmosphere was suffocating.

I don’t know how long it was before Feng He woke up and the atmosphere was somewhat relieved.

"My dear, you finally woke up. How do you feel now?" Mrs. Hou put Feng He's hand on her heart.

Feng He rolled his eyes and saw his mother in this world sitting beside his bed.

Feng He forced a smile and said, "Mom, I'm fine. I feel much better now."

The Marquis’ wife pretended to be angry: “How can you go out to eat casually, kid? The family has prepared everything well for you…”

Feng He was a little afraid of Madam Hou's chattering, so he covered his ears and said, "Oh, okay, okay, I won't go there anymore. Mom, please don't make things difficult for them, or there will be no one to play with me."

Mrs. Hou laughed a little angrily. She said thoughtfully, "He'er, how is your needlework going?"

Feng He's whole body froze. He uttered an "ouch" and said, "I feel dizzy. Mom, I want to sleep."

The Marquis's wife still loved Feng He, so she just smiled, shook her head, and went out with the servants.

As soon as she went out, she restrained the kindness she showed in Fenghefang, and instead had a cold expression.

Seems inhumane.

She said, "You are all old people, you should not be unaware of the young lady's health. You actually let her take the children out to play and eat outside food! All the monthly salary for this month will be deducted!"

"Yes." Voices rang out one after another.

Some were relieved, some were upset and regretful, and some felt regretful.

This is already the best result. Fortunately, the lady did not punish them severely, otherwise they would have been in trouble.

Feng He waited until the room became quiet, then quietly opened her eyes and her black eyeballs moved around the room.

After confirming that there was no one there, Feng He breathed a sigh of relief.

Phew! How scary! As a person with social anxiety, he really couldn't stand so many people surrounding his bed and watching him sleep.

Feng He pretended to wipe away tears: Woo woo, system, my stomach hurts!

[…Speak normally!]

Feng He: "I want some medicine to quickly relieve this burning pain."

[200 points.]

Yeah. Okay. Sure.