I became a heartthrob after wearing the white moonlight cannon fodder as the villain

After returning to the palace, Chu Fengjue kept thinking about the mission.

He is now very comforted to Lian bsp; Daji, and said: "Actually, the task of serving the sick is very simple. As long as the host takes care of the emperor, it can be regarded as serving the sick. When the emperor is well, this task will naturally be completed." .”

Chu Fengjue: ...

Wait, wait until the dog emperor is ready?

Daji asked, "Is there a problem?"

Chu Fengjue said: "It's a big problem! When he recovers, will it be the Year of the Monkey?"

The mouth said whether it was big or not, or whether it was small or not.

Waiting for the wound to heal, how can it be better in ten days and a half months?

Daji smiled: "Don't worry, it won't take long, the emperor's healing ability is very strong."

Chu Fengjue said in his heart that I believed in your evil, you are very wicked.

Chu Fengjue didn't know if the emperor's healing ability was strong, but the speed of moving into the plum garden was quite fast.

The next day, the dog emperor dragged his family and lived in the plum garden with a dozen court ladies and eunuchs.

There is no such thing as unconventional rules and regulations for the dog emperor.

He leaned against the head of the bed pretending to be weak, and wanted Chu Fengjue to serve him.

Chu Fengjue had already accepted the task of serving the sick, so he had to put on a show.

So he opened his mouth and said, "What would you like to eat, Your Majesty? What would you like to eat? How about we stew a big elbow?"

The corner of the Dog Emperor's lips twitched, and said: "That's not necessary, I don't want to mend my arm. These days I dote on beauties who have overdrawn, why don't beauties stew me a big kidney!"

Chu Fengjue: ...

I call you a fairy with a big waist!

He said to Daji with a constipated face: "With these few favorability points, are you cooking for the dog emperor?"

After all, he doesn't know how to cook, so if he wants to cook, he has to use his favorability points to exchange for the two-hour Skillful Cook buff.

But for two hours at a time, if the dog emperor has to live here for half a month, how can his few points be enough?

Daji said: "Don't worry, I've thought about it for you. During your sickness, the system will allow you to use buffs. You only need one favorability point to exchange for skillful cook skills throughout the mission cycle." .”

Chu Fengjue thought in his heart that it was a good feeling, so he immediately spent one point to light up his skills.

But even so, he was a little distressed.

Seeing that there were only three points left, Chu Fengjue felt that it was time to do the task well.

Aside from other things, it is really good that this point can be exchanged for things.

And his little blue bottle was about to run out, so he had to get another one.

After playing this role-playing game until now, Chu Fengjue finally managed to find a little bit of fun in it.

In fact, it is quite interesting to regard this as an immersive game.

With the skillful cook buff, Chu Fengjue happily went to prepare food for Emperor Zhou.

So he came to the small kitchen in his palace, and as soon as he entered the small kitchen, he saw a basket of fresh vegetables.

Logically speaking, there will not be so many vegetables in winter.

But these vegetables look familiar because they are not conventional vegetables.

They are chives, garlic, soybean sprouts and mung bean sprouts.

When Chu Fengjue saw them, his mood was slightly complicated.

He asked Pearl who was in charge of the small kitchen: "Girl, where did these things come from?"

Pearl is only 15 years old this year, she is timid, and when she heard the question from the master, she replied in a low voice: "The imperial dining room said that the emperor lives in the plum garden these days, so he sent all these fresh vegetables over."

Chu Fengjue asked again: "Have you ever asked where these vegetables were purchased?"

Zhenzhu replied honestly: "Eunuch Zhou, who is in charge of purchasing, said that a group of immortals came from the north of the city, and they can use immortal techniques to grow out-of-season vegetables. It's just that the price is quite high, and the output is quite low. Duke Zhou contracted all their products. Let them be eaten exclusively by the nobles in the palace."

Chu Fengjue thought in his heart that these people were really lucky to be hired by the palace.

It's not bad, his original intention is to make them self-sufficient.

Unexpectedly, they not only really planted off-season vegetables, but also realized them.

This also made him very gratified, presumably the Empress Dowager should also be very gratified!

So he wrote a note and handed it to Pearl, who then passed it to the Queen.

Such a kind woman should share this joy.

Chu Fengjue only knew that the out-of-season vegetables that he had been tampered with became offerings.

What they don't know is that Xuan Mingye gave the purchase order.

Xuan Mingye also lived in Meiyuan on purpose, just to see how many tricks this person has that he doesn't know.

Sure enough, because Chu Fengjue was in a good mood today, he was ready to show his talents to the dog emperor.

He was really not used to the ancient cooking, stewing, and stewing. Chu Fengjue, who had occasionally fried dishes twice, decided to ask Si Zaoju to make him a frying pan.

After looking at his drawings, the Bureau of Construction did not say anything.

After all, the master has all kinds of orders, but it's not too much to want a shallow pot.

After solving the pot, Chu Fengjue will solve the oil.

Squeezing the oil is not so easy, and he couldn't squeeze the oil out in one morning.

And with the knowledge he currently has, he doesn't know the method.

Just relying on memory, I want a piece of lard fat.

The fat was refined, and then lard was used to fry a plate of scrambled eggs with chives.

Pupu can understand a dish, and it is even difficult to be elegant.

But Chu Fengjue opened the skillful cook buff, even if he stewed a plate of shit for the dog emperor, he would still find it delicious.

After frying the scrambled eggs with chives, he asked Pearl to ask for flour, and fried a fragrant, crispy scallion pancake.

Chu Fengjue smelled the burnt aroma, and said, "Daji! You skillful cook really works! I'm so hungry!"

Daji looked triumphant, and said, "Didn't I tell you about it a long time ago? Our company's props are very useful! Unlike some companies, the things produced are shoddy, and even they themselves can't stand it."

Chu Fengjue asked: "Oh? Do you have different companies?"

Daji said: "Of course there is, but we are also considered to be the same system, all under the jurisdiction of the main god."

Chu Fengjue suddenly became interested in their main god: "What is the position of your main god?"

Daji said: "The main god is the main god, what position can he have?"

Chu Fengjue said: "Is he also AI?"

Daji shook his head: "No, he is the one who created us."

Chu Fengjue asked again: "Then are all his subordinates AI?"

Daji continued to shake his head: "No, he also has subordinates who are very strong. But creatures are unstable, and they all have their own destiny. Every once in a while, they will fall into reincarnation to fulfill their destiny."

Chu Fengjue became more and more curious: "Then your main god doesn't have a destiny?"

Daji replied confusedly: "The Lord God said, there are also..."

But no matter how much, he couldn't answer.

Seeing him in a daze, Chu Fengjue ignored him.

Picking up the cakes and dishes I made, I went back to the main hall of the Plum Garden.

The dog emperor is teasing the bird.

Ever since Hai Dongqing ate Chu Fengjue's noodles last time, her affection for Chu Fengjue has soared to the point of death.

This is amazing. As a divine bird, you are too unscrupulous.

A bowl of noodles can be bought into a die-hard loyalist, isn't it too hasty?

But the bird didn't think it was hasty, it started to flap its wings when it saw Chu Fengjue, and drool while staring at the food in his hand.

If it weren't for the presence of the evil star Xuan Mingye, it might start to snatch food again.

People's aura is something that even animals can see.

As long as Xuan Mingye is around, Hai Dongqing will always look down and be pleasing to the eye.

Probably he taught him a lesson in private, letting him know who is the boss of the palace.

Just as Chu Fengjue was about to say something, he saw Xuan Mingye walking over with steps that no relatives would recognize.

First, he glanced at the things in his hand, and then asked curiously, "Did the beauty make it herself?"

Chu Fengjue replied: "Yes, do you want to taste it, Your Majesty?"

Xuan Mingye said: "Just by smelling it, you know it must be a rare delicacy in the world."

But he really doesn't have much obsession with appetite, and those who have been tortured by the poison of reincarnation these years even think that as long as they can be swallowed, they are food.

However, after tasting the food made by Chu Fengjue, he was still surprised.

Because it is really delicious, not to mention the out-of-season chives that he let people grow, the combination of heat and taste is perfect.

Even Xuan Mingye, who had no obsession with appetite, still ate two pieces of crispy scallion pancakes and half a plate of scrambled eggs with chives.

After eating, he generously gave Hai Dongqing some cake crumbs, and the corners of his lips were raised from beginning to end.

That kind of joy, which is rare, flooded up from the bottom of my heart.

It wasn't until Chu Fengjue sent someone to clean up the dishes that Xuan Mingye was surprised by his emotions.

He shook his head, wondering if he was being too deliberate.

So he greeted Lian Hai and brought him his daily medicine.

After drinking the medicine, he summoned the imperial physician and changed him to a new bandage.

Chu Fengjue has been waiting by his side, looking at his wound nervously.

There is a deep scar, if it is stabbed in the chest, I am afraid that my life will be gone immediately.

Seeing his nervous expression, Xuan Mingye waved to him.

Chu Fengjue sat beside him and asked, "Your Majesty, do you... hurt?"

Xuan Mingye replied: "With the care and love of a beauty, I will not be in pain."

This dog emperor has a set of nice words, like an old sow wearing a bra.

Chu Fengjue said, "You don't hurt, but my heart is about to break."

If it's more disgusting, then I really can't necessarily lose.

Xuan Mingye hugged him into his arms and said, "Oh? The beauty loves me so much, what should I reward you for?"

Chu Fengjue said: "It is the duty of a minister to care about the emperor, so how can there be any reward for this?"

Immersive RPG, I mean it too!

Chu Fengjue thought for a while, and said: "If the emperor insists on rewarding the minister, he should pamper the humble minister more! To be favored by the emperor is the greatest pursuit of the minister in this life."

Xuan Mingye put his arms around Chu Fengjue and said, "Okay! Then I will spend all my treasury resources to build the most beautiful palace in the world for the beauty."

Chu Fengjue: ...

That's not necessary, the Furong Pavilion you built for Concubine Xiao has not yet been completed, Concubine Xiao has already fallen out of favor, it seems that this is not auspicious.

Seeing Chu Fengjue's expression of embarrassment, Xuan Mingye said again: "Beauties don't like Guangsha? What does the beauty want? As long as I can do it, I can satisfy you."

Chu Fengjue thought for a while and said, "Your Majesty, if I want to freely enter and leave the palace, can I?"

Xuan Mingye didn't even think about it, and said: "Why not? A beauty only needs to pay attention to her own safety, and leave the palace whenever she wants."

Chu Fengjue immediately knelt down and thanked the dog emperor, thinking that he should go to the refugee side again.

It's just that he has to wait until Emperor Dog's wound heals, I'm afraid it won't work in half a month.

But the speed at which Xuan Mingye's wound healed was beyond his imagination.

As Daji said, the emperor's self-healing ability is very strong, so strong that it is outrageous.

After only four or five days of effort, he removed the gauze and was able to practice kung fu with a sword.

Chu Fengjue's mission was also completed as he wished, without any disturbance.

Because there is no show operation in this task, it did not bring any surprises to Daji.

The instant the mission was completed, Chu Fengjue got the connection bsp; asked what the happiest thing in the world was, of course it was surfing the Internet!

But time is limited after all, he can only surf the Internet for four hours a day.

If these four hours were in the palace, there would be a high probability that the dog emperor would be suspicious.

So he happily decided to leave the palace, and took another look at the queen before leaving the palace.

The queen's condition is not very good recently, her face is pale and she looks sick.

Chu Fengjue asked her: "Have you seen the imperial physician?"

The queen coughed twice, and replied: "I have read it, but I just feel cold occasionally. I also read the letter you entrusted Pearl to pass on, and I am happy for those people from the bottom of my heart. Thank you for them too. The blessing of Zhou people."

Chu Fengjue said: "It's the empress who is kind-hearted, and it's my blessing that I can run errands."

As the queen said, she sent the court lady He Rui to fetch a bag of gold and silver, and stuffed it into Chu Fengjue's hands.

Coughed twice, and said: "Going out to manage, you need money everywhere, you just take these, if not enough, then tell me about it."

Chu Fengjue immediately waved his hand and said, "Your Majesty, didn't I tell you that they are already self-sufficient? Let's forget about the money first."

The queen didn't say anything more, and waved her hand to signal He Rui to collect the money.

Seeing that her mental state was really not good, Chu Fengjue resigned and turned around to leave the empress' bedroom.

After he came out, he asked Daji: "Why do I feel that the queen's little beauty is not right?"

Daji said: "It's not right, the mountain rain is about to come, it has something to do with the queen's family."

Chu Fengjue was surprised: "What? Didn't you say that the Queen's family has been loyal for generations? How could they still rebel?"

Daji said: "The ancestors are indeed loyal for generations, but the queen has an elder brother named Wang Changsui, who is one of the nine ministers. Even so, he has no real job, just a Zongzheng."

It sounds good to say it, but it is only responsible for the internal affairs of the royal family and the clan.

The Wang family produced prime ministers from generation to generation, but Wang Changsui's generation has come to an end. He is naturally not reconciled.

Chu Fengjue nodded slowly, and said: "Oh...that means the Queen knows about it, and is worried?"

Daji hummed, and said: "Wang Zongzheng colluded with King Wei in an attempt to overthrow Emperor Zhou and help King Wei succeed. In this way, Wang Zongzheng will succeed in overturning the case thanks to Conglong's great achievements."

Chu Fengjue was speechless, just saying what good is being an emperor?

Your mother and your wife are always spies, your brother wants to replace you, your brother-in-law wants to kill you, and the loyal minister you think is now working with the enemy to overthrow you.

The more Chu Fengjue thought about it, the more he felt that the dog emperor was pitiful, and there was no one left in this dire situation.

No wonder there are rumors in the world that Xuan Mingye is destined to be the king of subjugation.

People are like this sometimes, and it is inevitable that some saints will sympathize with the weak.

Chu Fengjue felt sorry for the dog emperor again, but this feeling only lasted for a second, and then he was attracted by the grotesque world on the Internet.

Immersed in the world of the Internet, I can't extricate myself.

So much so that when the carriage stopped suddenly, Chu Fengjue accidentally bumped his back because of inertia.

With a cry of pain, he lifted the curtain of the sedan chair, and was about to scold you for driving the carriage when he saw a person lying in the snow nest in front of the carriage.

The man was dressed in coarse linen that was almost soaked in blood, and a sharp arrow pierced through his chest.

Dirty blood stains mixed with snow water, turning his long and thick black hair into a tattered rag.