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

Feng He said "Oh" and continued writing.

Cen Feiyu was left alone in a daze for a long time.

The summer vacation is long, and Feng He is craving for iced fruit, so he wants Cen Feiyu to help him make a hole in a big piece of ice.

Of course, his tone was very defiant, as if he wanted to express the pain and anger of being forced to study for so long.

"Cen Feiyu, I see that you have become much stronger and are almost becoming a reckless man. Otherwise, use your brute force to help me break a hole in this ice."

Feng He looked excitedly at the large ice cubes that helped him cool down in the summer.

Cen Feiyu was speechless after listening to Feng He's straightforward words.

He looked at the large, crystal clear block of ice, clenched his fist, and punched it.

A big hole suddenly appeared in the ice, and broken ice flew out.

Feng He was stunned. He said blankly: "No, you are really good at it. Can't you use a hammer? Are you stupid..."

Cen Feiyu was confused when he heard this. Didn't the young lady ask him to use brute force? Or did the young lady not take her words to heart?

He laughed to himself. Why should he bother with this young lady?

He's just a bit better at talking.

Feng He looked at the hole that had been made and adhered to the principle of not wasting it.

Take out all the fruits in the house.

Litchi with crystal clear flesh, peach with thin skin and soft filling, sweet and thirst-quenching watermelon, sweet and sour bayberry, plum with soft and thick flesh, sweet and sour round grapes...all put into the ice hole, ready to enjoy an ancient iced fruit feast.

Hahahaha, when the time comes, call everyone in the courtyard to come and eat.

Cen Feiyu looked at what Feng He was doing and said, "Miss, your brain works pretty fast in this situation."

Fenghe:!

"Humph! What do you mean? Don't think you can say that to me just because my mom is backing you up! I won't let you eat any iced fruit later!"

Cen Feiyu listened to Feng He's speech, shook his head slightly and chuckled, thinking: Feng He really has the mind of a child.

Both Feng He and the original owner were generous people. In line with the idea of ​​sharing delicious food with friends, they asked someone to call Zhao Changyu and Wen Renli over.

Xiao Jianzi went to call Wen Renli, and Xiao Yuanzi went to call Zhao Changyu.

Actually it's a please.

Feng He actually wanted to call her Liu Qiutang, but she felt that the original owner would definitely not call her that, so she didn't bother.

Zhao Changyu came very quickly, he almost came back with Xiao Yuanzi.

As soon as he saw Feng He, he couldn't help but be dazzled.

It was hot in the summer, with bright sunshine. Feng He was wearing a thin goose yellow shirt with a few white fat geese embroidered on the hem of her goose yellow skirt.

The whole person is both beautiful and cute.

When he arrived, Feng He was leaning in a frivolous manner on a beauty couch covered with a bamboo mat, while Cen Feiyu was waving a palm-leaf fan for Feng He with his head lowered.

Feng He occasionally grumbled in dissatisfaction: "Xiao Zhuzi, you don't have enough strength? The fan is too weak. It's not like I won't give you food. Forget it, what if others say I'm abusing you? You should eat by yourself tomorrow. You don't have to serve me. Let someone else serve you."

Feng He said a long speech, and it was unknown which sentence touched Cen Feiyu. He silently increased the speed of waving the fan.

Cen Feiyu was not worried because Feng He would forget what he said by the time he got to dinner.

Feng He was blown by the sudden strong wind and he squinted his eyes comfortably.

Cen Feiyu did not direct the fan toward where the ice was because he was afraid that Feng He would be too cold and turn the porcelain vessel into a chill.

Zhao Changyu's eyes were already dry from watching so much that he couldn't help but walk in. Before Feng He could say anything, he had already picked up another palm-leaf fan and started fanning Feng He.

Feng He was stunned by his amazing actions.

"Zhao... Zhao Changyu, why are you... making trouble for yourself?"

Feng He asked Zhao Changyu seriously, looking very puzzled.

Zhao Changyu secretly looked at Cen Feiyu with jealousy. He knew that by fanning Feng He, he could smell the fragrance on his body.

This servant has no idea how long he has been enjoying this!

As he expected, the servant's face turned black and he looked at him without a smile.

Zhao Changyu withdrew his gaze and concentrated on fanning Feng He.

Feng He looked at the voluntary free labor and accepted it with peace of mind. He lay peacefully.

Not long after, the prince also arrived.

Feng He immediately asked Cen Feiyu and Zhao Changyu to stop. He quickly jumped off the beauty couch.

His maids were all perceptive and immediately came forward to help him touch up his makeup.

Feng He: “…” He accepted it silently.

Don’t ask why Feng He is so active. It’s because the system has given him a limited-time task.

He couldn't behave unruly in front of the prince, nor could he let his image have any flaws.

[Ding! Congratulations to the host for completing the limited-time mission, +100 points.]

Feng He curled her lips, the system was so stingy, only giving these few points.

The system that eavesdrops silently [...]

Cen Feiyu and Zhao Changyu were silent for a moment as they watched Feng He's series of operations.

Zhao Changyu couldn't help but ask, "Feng He, do you like the prince?"

His voice was dry and his tone was oddly bitter.

Cen Feiyu secretly pricked up his ears.

Feng He looked at Zhao Changyu with a strange expression: "I want to be the queen in the future."

When she became the queen, Cen Feiyu narrowed her eyes.

"In fact, you don't have to be the queen. Being a queen means you have to take care of so many things and have many rules. Moreover, the emperor will have many concubines. Being something else is different..."

Zhao Changyu couldn't help but tell Feng He about the disadvantages of being a queen.

Feng He scratched his ears and pretended not to hear.

He knows it, but this is his mission and he has no choice.

Wen Renli, who had heard everything clearly at the door: "..."

Wen Renli already knew what Feng He was thinking, after all, he did it so obviously.

But hearing him speak it in person was another feeling...

He couldn't really describe the feeling, he just felt softness in his heart and a sourness in his throat.

Wen Renli also went in.

He said in a gentle and polite tone: "I wonder what Miss Feng wants me to do?"

He didn't really want to call him "This Palace" now. He had never felt any interest in such a title and hated the feeling of being superior to ordinary people for no reason.

Feng He said earnestly, "Your Highness, I chilled some fruit and specially asked you to come and taste it."

Feng He pointed at Zhao Changyu again and added, "We also invited the young general."

Feng He, Zhao Changyu and Cen Feiyu should have bowed to Wen Renli, but they were stopped by him.

Feng He went to take a look at the fruit and said, "It's not ready yet, let's play with it first."

Feng He looked at Cen Feiyu fiercely and said to Zhao Changyu, "Zhao Changyu, you have to help me teach Xiao Zhuzi a lesson. My mother wants to promote him to be my bodyguard and finds a master to train him every day. But after just a few training sessions, he's already being disrespectful to me!"

Feng He was right. Madam Hou wanted to promote Cen Feiyu, so she specially invited a master to train Cen Feiyu, hoping that he would become Feng He's most loyal and capable protector.

Cen Feiyu had to practice martial arts sooner or later, but this gave him the opportunity to practice the martial arts secrets given to him by Ying Yi.

Feng He didn't know how much Cen Feiyu had improved now.