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"Your Highness, how did you know I was here?" Feng He was a little out of breath.

“This yard is just this big.”

Feng He smiled. He stretched himself and said happily, "I had a lot of fun today."

Wen Renli just looked at him, handed Feng He a handkerchief, and motioned him to wipe the sweat off his face.

Feng He took it and wiped it casually. He asked nonchalantly: "Your Highness, why do you want to grow medicinal herbs in your study?"

Wen Renli smiled but didn't speak immediately.

After a while, he said, "Because of interest."

Feng He understood that Wen Renli did not want to be an emperor, but wanted to be a doctor.

It’s like some emperors don’t want to govern the country and are obsessed with practicing calligraphy and carpentry.

Feng He didn't think it was a big deal. There were many such examples, and most of them were beyond their control.

"Oh, what a noble interest! You would make a good healer."

Feng He said sincerely that he really admired every doctor, whether modern or ancient.

They don’t know how much knowledge they have learned and how much hard work they have put in before they can treat patients.

Medicine is also a very complicated major. I heard that the final exam is like the college entrance examination.

Wen Renli was completely stunned. Even though he had revealed his interest in studying medicine before, no one would encourage him so directly.

Because his future destination is the throne.

This Miss Feng had come here often before, but she had never paid attention to the environment of the East Palace.

The concern for him seemed to be flattering and ingratiating.

He had seen this kind of approach too many times and could only respond with a fake smile.

But now...Miss Feng has become a lot more real.

So the fake smile on Wen Renli's face became much more real.

This was the first time I looked at Feng He straight in the eye.

Feng He had no idea what was going on in the prince's mind.

"Your Highness, it's getting late. I have to go back."

Feng He looked at the sky which had already turned a bit orange and said to Wen Ren Li.

"Miss Feng, do you have a carriage? I'll give you a ride."

"Yes, the carriage should be waiting outside the school."

"it is good."

Wen Renli still saw Feng He off for a while, and they walked together on the grass of the school with the setting sun behind them.

"Ms. Feng, the reason why my study is connected to your academy is because I often go horseback riding or archery. The academy's carriage and the entrance to the shooting range are connected to the East Palace."

"Oh, so that's how it is, great!"

The only response was Wen Renli's pleasant laughter.

It was not until Feng He got on the carriage that Wen Renli said goodbye to him.

The friendship between gentlemen is as light as water.

Feng He thought: Prince Wenren Li is really good... His appearance gives people a feeling of peace and prosperity.

When Feng He returned home, Cen Feiyu was helping him with his homework at his desk.

At this time, Cen Feiyu had changed his wet clothes, so he must have taken a shower.

Looking at his completed homework, Feng He was immediately satisfied and he showed a bully smile.

"Little Bamboo, you did a great job!"

Cen Feiyu glanced at Feng He indifferently.

Whether intentionally or unintentionally, he pushed the paper forward so that Fenghe could see it more clearly.

Then Feng He saw that the homework that Cen Feiyu had done for him was actually written in his own handwriting.

Cen Feiyu's handwriting is unrestrained and vigorous, while his characters are chaotic and scribbled.

The contrast is simply too tragic.

In order to complete his homework, Cen Feiyu wrote in his likeness, which was too difficult for him.

Moreover, two fonts with such strong contrast can actually be written by one person.

Feng He was shocked.

"Little...Little Zhuzi, you are too..."

Cen Feiyu seemed to know that Feng He wanted to praise him, and a smile flashed in his eyes unconsciously.

[Ding! Favorability +5, cumulative favorability 50.]

Feng He coughed and said, "In that case, from now on, all of my homework will be done by you. You can use the study room as you like, and you can use any brushes, inkstones, calligraphy, and painting tools you want."

Cen Feiyu was not surprised at all. Feng He felt that it was really killing two birds with one stone. Not only could she make use of the male protagonist, but she could also save herself from having to do homework.

I just don’t know why the male protagonist’s favorability has increased instead of decreased.

Feng He scratched his head in confusion.

[Because the male protagonist loves learning and is eager to learn useful knowledge. You just accidentally gave him this condition.]

In fact, Feng He had thought about this problem, but he felt that since it was "unintentional", it would be a bit far-fetched to increase the favorability.

[…Maybe it’s because of your own charm.]

Feng He: “…” It sounds nice, I love it, say more.

Cen Feiyu completed the task arranged by Feng He and returned to his room.

But today, he felt the atmosphere was slightly different.

There seems to be someone in the room.

Cen Feiyu calmly reached for the dagger at his side.

He walked lightly into the room.

Suddenly, a dark shadow flashed in his eyes at a very fast speed.

Cen Feiyu immediately took out a dagger and stabbed at the other party.

But his movement was quickly stopped, and he didn't even see how the shadow moved.

The black shadow clamped Cen Feiyu's wrist, and the dagger fell to the ground with a crisp sound.

The candle in the room suddenly lit up. Cen Feiyu squinted his eyes to observe the situation. It turned out that there was another person, but that person had been hiding in the dark and had not shown up.

These two people have extremely profound skills, and he is no match for them now.

Cen Feiyu lowered his eyes.

After the candlelight was lit, the man in black who lit the candle spoke.

"Cen Feiyu, if I'm not mistaken, you are the last bloodline of the Hua Dynasty." His voice was extremely cold, like an emotionless machine, very rigid.

Cen Feiyu's pupils widened slightly for a moment. The Hua Dynasty was the predecessor of the Sheng Dynasty.

Cen Feiyu found it unbelievable. He lost his parents and relatives at a young age and lived outside, but now people said that he was the bloodline of the Hua Dynasty.

The man in black knew that Cen Feiyu didn't believe him, so he didn't explain too much, and only said: "The royal family of the Hua Dynasty all have a mark on their left arm."

Cen Feiyu was completely stunned when he heard this. There was indeed a mark on his left arm.

However, there are so many people in the world, and many of them have marks on their left hands.

The man in black continued, "The mark on your body is a cloud pattern. This is what the royal family is marked with when they are born."

Cen Feiyu's heart moved and he lowered his eyes.

Indeed, the mark on his left hand was a cloud pattern.

"who are you?"

"We are secret guards trained by the royal family of the Hua Dynasty. After years of traveling, there are not many left. We have been looking for your trace."

"Your goal is to restore the Hua Dynasty?"

"Yes, we will assist you in restoring the royal family and support you in becoming emperor."

"Why should I agree?" Cen Feiyu didn't have any obvious feeling before, but now he feels that it seems not bad to continue like this with Fenghe.

The secret guard laughed and said, "The stupid daughter of the Marquis's mansion seems to be targeting you. How about I help you kill her directly?"

Cen Feiyu's eyes were stern, and his dark eyes stared at the secret guard. His hands were also shaking abnormally.

How could he not hear the hidden meaning of the secret guard?

Cen Feiyu pondered for a moment and said, "I promise you."