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

During the whole process, Chu Fengjue felt as if he was being pierced by swords.

The consciousness was dead and alive, and he was forced to say a lot of nonsense in the ambiguity.

I don't remember exactly what I said, but I passed out in the end anyway.

Before he completely fell into a coma, he heard a man calling in his ear: "Mu Qing..."

Han Muqing!

Tyrant Bai Yueguang.

But it's not important, let him sleep first!

This fucking is really tiring!

So he closed his eyes, and Chu Fengjue fell into a dark dream in an instant.

It took an unknown amount of time before Chu Fengjue woke up. He could smell the fragrance of plum blossoms.

It shows that the person is still in the inner hall of Meiyuan.

Looking around, Xuan Mingye was nowhere to be seen.

There was a piercing pain coming from that place, he gasped and flinched.

As a male favorite, no one will care about how he is hurt.

Fortunately, a court lady brought the imperial physician, cleaned up at his place for a while, and threw bloody gauze all over the place.

The imperial doctor looked like he had seen the world, and left with a blank expression after administering the medicine.

For the next three days, Chu Fengjue never saw Xuan Mingye again.

It's definitely not because of the busy state affairs, Xuan Mingye ignores state affairs, and is probably happy with one of his concubines.

It's quite enviable to say it, the life of the dog emperor is really cool!

Men and women can take any day, and if one day is useless, you can change another one.

He lay on the bed for three days, but the other party still had a good time.

After three days, he was finally able to get out of bed, but he still walked with a little awkwardness and a limp.

The maids and eunuchs of Meiyuan pointed behind his back, and there were those incomprehensible Qianchacha.

Chu Fengjue didn't care about these things. To be able to survive in the ancient and backward Great Zhou, he really had to pay something.

Wrapped in fox fur, he took a walk in the plum garden which was finally sunny. The snow in the garden had been shoveled clean. He smelled the fragrance of plum blossoms and chatted with Daji who had been silent for a long time.

Daji: "The host is great, it's time for you to do the task."

Chu Fengjue: "My butt hurts, can I rest for a few more days?"

Daji: "We can't procrastinate any longer, overthrow Da Zhou as soon as possible, and save the common people from fire and water as soon as possible."

Chu Fengjue: "Then what does that have to do with me?"

In the early years, he was extremely eager for someone to save him from the fire, but in the end he still had to accept this reality.

He's not the Holy Father, and he doesn't have that kind of ambition.

Daji: "Master, please help me first, I have released a new mission! You will definitely like that reward!"

Chu Fengjue: "Actually, I regret it a bit. I can live well as long as I sleep with Emperor Zhou. Why do I agree to do things for you?"

As a salted fish, Chu Fengjue didn't want to make things too complicated.

The system kindly reminded: "But don't forget, 13 years later, the Zhou Dynasty will be overthrown! The You Dynasty will take its place!"

It sounded like it was indeed a crisis, but Chu Fengjue was not frightened. He chuckled and said, "Emperor You is so masculine, do you think I still have a chance?"

Daji:……

This dog forced the host, forced him to change his style, and then forced him to retreat step by step.

But in the current situation, he had to back down.

The people of the Great Zhou Dynasty were in dire straits, to the point where they were full of resentment.

If we don't deal with the problem of this parallel world, I'm afraid there will be big troubles.

The change of dynasties is a trivial matter, and resentment breeds unworldly monsters.

If there is a monster, I am afraid that it will break the tranquility of this parallel world, and even break the parallel barrier.

Daji smiled obsequiously, and said, "Master, why don't you take a look at our task rewards? You accept the task, if you are interested in the rewards, continue to do it. If you are not interested in the rewards, just put it on hold. It's not a waste of time anyway. What do you say big?"

AI thinks that he is probably the most humble system in the world.

A smug smile appeared on the corners of Chu Fengjue's lips imperceptibly, and he said reluctantly, "That's fine! How do you take that mission?"

Ai breathed a sigh of relief, and said, "Daddy, you open the scroll, the first volume."

Under Daji's guidance, Chu Fengjue opened the scroll, and sure enough, he saw a highlighted task logo at the first chapter of the first volume.

He reached out and clicked on the task logo, and the system's prompt came: "The History of the Qing Dynasty, Volume [-], Chapter [-]: Make a cup of ginseng tea for the emperor, add seven drops of melted snow, a grain of rosin, and three plums of money." Pis, two bamboo branches. Emperor Zhou can get a point of appreciation after drinking it, and the favorability value of Emperor Zhou will increase by one. At the same time, he will get a lithium battery, and this reward is a collection reward.”

After seeing the last sentence, Chu Fengjue's eyes finally lit up.

He asked Daji suspiciously: "Lithium battery?"

Daji gave a smirk and said, "Lithium battery!"

Chu Fengjue asked: "Mobile phone battery?"

Daji said in a strange voice, "Yes!"

Chu Fengjue asked: "If all of them fall..."

Daji finally didn't hold back, and said: "You can exchange for a mobile phone, and if the points are high enough, you can also exchange for bsp; vaguely, Chu Fengjue tasted something different in Daji's words.

But it doesn't matter, although Chu Fengjue is salty, although he doesn't care about anything.

But he wasn't stupid, he knew that Emperor Zhou's killing himself was as easy as crushing an ant.

So he does not resist, and even obeys, so that he can live.

The system is different. He worries about the country and the people and is full of people. It is impossible to kill him.

Only then did he have the confidence to push forward and even understand the secret behind it.

Chu Fengjue is already satisfied to get these things. Life is a long way to go, and when you have to be happy, you must be happy.

play cell phone?

Hehehehe, it's cool.

Making tea is also easy for him. In his freshman year, he took the driver's license test and wanted to buy a car.

In order to ask the old man for money, I went to learn how to brew Kung Fu tea, but the few things required by the system are a bit troublesome.

Seven drops of melted snow, a grain of rosin, three plums of money, and two bamboo stalks?

Cooking the three friends of Suihan with melted snow is a bit of an artistic conception.

Chu Fengjue didn't think much about it, so he wrapped himself in the fox fur and limped away.

After working all afternoon, he finally made a pot of ginseng tea, and asked the little eunuch where Xuan Mingye was, and took the ginseng tea to the main hall of Qionglu Palace.

The main hall was originally the place where the emperor came to power in the early days, but now a high stage has been set up.

On the stage, Yiyi sang a tune, but I don't know where the accent is.

The head eunuch Lian Hai watched Chu Fengjue approach from a distance, and his eyes were instantly tinged with horror.

He recalled the big gift that General Meng brought in a soft sedan a few days ago, could it be him?

No wonder General Meng has been working tirelessly for more than a month, and this person is indeed somewhat similar in appearance and spirit to that person.

Seeing that person approaching, Lian Hai's face was immediately stained with a smile.

But he looked at the man calmly, and saw that the man's complexion was fair, his eyes were like stars, his body was slender and thin, his eyebrows were beautiful and charming, his head was full of blue silk and half of his hair was tied up with a jade hairpin, which made his skin even colder and paler Ruxue is indeed a top-notch beauty.

But...but it is not quite the same as the one in my impression. The appearance of that one is handsome, without the glamorous beauty in her brows, let alone the silky charm in her eyes.

When the man approached, Lian Hai carefully discovered that the man had pearls in his brows, and he had a good face.

But the eyebrows are drooping, and I'm afraid it's an ominous life experience.

With a smile in his voice, Lian Hai stepped forward and said, "Young nobleman is here? Do you want to see the emperor?"

Chu Fengjue also smiled at Lian Hai: "Eunuch Lao, let me know that I made ginseng tea with my own hands, and I want to give the emperor a taste."

Lian Hai didn't think too much, nodded slowly, and said, "Little nobleman, wait a moment, the old slave will go right away."

As he spoke, he turned and entered the inner hall, and possessed himself and whispered something in the emperor's ear.

The corners of the dog emperor's lips were slightly hooked, and his eyes were full of complacency, and he said, "Oh, can you get out of bed? Then let him in!"

Chu Fengjue stood in front of the main hall, still arguing with Daji in his heart: "I have done everything that should be done. As for whether it will be successful or not, then it is none of my business!"

Daji replied: "Master, please rest assured, everything will be done."

Soon, Lian Hai came back. He bowed to Chu Fengjue and said, "Little nobleman, Your Majesty invites you in."

Chu Fengjue nodded, and said, "I have Mr. Lao."

As he spoke, he walked into the main hall, came in front of Xuan Mingye, and saluted, "Your Majesty, Wan'an, the villain has cooked ginseng soup for you to nourish your majesty."

After Xuan Mingye saw him, he paused on his face for a moment, and lazily said: "Okay?"

Chu Fengjue knew what Xuan Mingye was asking, and his cheeks burned instantly, but he still replied in a calm tone: "Okay...Okay, thank you, Your Majesty, for your concern."

Bah, dog emperor, wave embryo!

Xuan Mingye motioned for him to put the ginseng tea on the table, then pulled him into his arms and let him sit on his lap.

Chu Fengjue exclaimed, and said half-pushed, "Your Majesty, this is above the court..."

Even below, there are several civil and military ministers who watch the theater.

Whispering voices came, even mixed with sighs.

Xuan Mingye pinched the emperor like no one was around, and said, "Let them watch, I just like you, I just... like you."

Chu Fengjue sneered in his heart.

No need, really no need.

To be so sincere to a stand-in, I'm afraid it's crazy to the original master.

On the face, he lowered his head shyly and said: "That's true, the world belongs to His Majesty, let alone a villain."

Xuan Mingye laughed loudly, and while picking up the ginseng tea he brought, he said: "I like to hear these words, and you can learn a little bit."

The faces of those ministers were even uglier, this fucking subjugated child!

We bah!

Putting the ginseng tea to his lips, Xuan Mingye's expression changed slightly.

He took a sip of the tea, and the gentleman's smile flashed in his mind: "One grain of rosin, three plums of plum, two bamboo branches, and seven drops of melted snow to lighten the tea. It is called Suihan Sanyou tea."

Suihan Sanyou tea.

Xuan Mingye's expression changed suddenly, he threw the teacup back on the table, but picked up Chu Fengjue horizontally, and walked towards the side hall.

Chu Fengjue, who hasn't realized why, has already been thrown onto the bed. He wants to ask you, what the hell is going on, this dog emperor?

But the other party has already torn off all his clothes, and the weak point has just healed, and he has to go through the wind and rain again.

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