攻略偏执狂[快穿]

Cannon Fodder Princess

　　But he didn't expect that he would meet those crazy and domineering princes.

　　——When he was still a hostage in the palace, these princes humiliated him several times at palace banquets.

　　"Who do I think I saw? It's the seventh prince of the Wei Dynasty!" A man wearing a loose green bean-colored robe walked up to Chu Mo and mocked.

　　"Brother Zhang, you can't say that," another person laughed, "Who knows now, this is the unparalleled noble prince-in-law!"

　　"Unparalleled nobleness? Hahaha," the man laughed, "He's just a redundant..."

　　Chu Mo lowered his eyes and looked at the people in front of him. Ever since he was a child, there have been many words that were uglier than these words. He has also known since he was a child that being impatient can ruin big plans.

　　But for a moment, he withdrew his gaze and walked aside.

　　"Don't go!" The prince stopped him, "Prince-in-law, I'm going to Xunhuan Pavilion!"

　　As he spoke, he moved closer to him, "I heard that your mother came from a place like this. You said that her skills in bed are as good as your mother's..."

　　The bloodthirsty taste swept away in Chu Mo's eyes, his expression was cold, and his fingers moved slightly.

　　There was a sudden shout from behind: "Bold!"

　　Then, there was a crisp sound of a long whip piercing the air, and it hit the prince's face with a "pop" sound.

　　A trace of blood instantly appeared on the prince's face. He covered his face and wailed: "Who?"

　　"I am the princess." Jiang Fei walked out with a riding whip in his hand, his face turned red with anger, "Who do you think you are, someone who dares to scold me!"

　　After saying that, he still felt angry and whipped the prince a few times, all of them hitting his face.

　　The prince's face instantly became stained with blood, and drops of blood kept dripping. He fell to the ground and still begged for mercy: "Princess, have mercy on me."

　　Jiang Fei looked at the huddled prince on the ground, snorted coldly, threw the riding whip to the groom aside, turned around and pulled Chu Mo towards the princess's mansion.

　　He just walked with his head down and said nothing.

　　Chu Mo glanced at the crouched and squirming man on the ground, and then at Jiang Fei's hand holding his fist.

　　Her hands are cold.

　　It's cold because of the poison he administered.

　　But she protected him.

　　She hasn't changed, she's still as arrogant, and the prince's face is bruised and bruised, probably leaving a few scars.

　　But why...

　　"How are you? Are you injured?" Jiang Fei finally stopped at the door of the princess mansion and turned to look at Chu Mo, "Why don't you know how to fight back? If I can't protect you in the future..."

　　Her voice stopped suddenly, her expression changed, and she finally stopped talking.

　　Chu Mo frowned, looked at her face, and said for a long time, "I'm fine."

　　Jiang Fei felt relieved, but thought of something the next moment. He took out an oil paper bag from in front of him, and then his eyebrows dropped: "It really broke!"

　　Chu Mo lowered his head and watched her open the oil paper bag.

　　That "Chu Mo" candy man.

　　The word "Chu" has been broken into pieces, and only half of the word "Mo" remains.

　　Jiang Fei looked at the candy man with regret and whispered: "There is only one black left."

　　It's quite similar to the nature of a dog man.

　　As she said that, she licked it gently. It was very sweet, with the fragrance of sesame in it.

　　Chu Mo looked at the way she carefully stretched out her tongue to lick the candy and then quickly retracted it. His heart froze, and he felt that what she was licking was not the candy man, but... him.

　　Chu Mo suddenly took half a step back.

　　"Chu Mo?" Jiang Fei was puzzled.

　　Chu Mo didn't look at her and said in the next moment: "There are still important things in the study." After saying that, he turned and walked towards the house.

　　Jiang Fei looked at his back and smiled, then slowly broke the candy man in his hand into pieces, picked up a piece and put it into his mouth.

　　Chu Mo's favorability score: -20.

　　…

　　It's not yet noon when I came back from the market.

　　Jiang Fei rested for a long time before lazily walking towards the dining room.

　　Ever since they saw Jiang Fei personally preparing dinner for Chu Mo yesterday, the royal chefs knew that the little princess wanted to please the "beauty", so they prepared the ingredients and left.

　　Jiang Fei looked at the stove as usual: "Lu Zhi."

　　Lu Zhi was still dressed in ink. When he came in, he looked at her and then at the stove. Without saying anything else, he knelt down and lit the fire.

　　Jiang Fei smiled, she liked being so obedient.

　　She didn't say anything more while cooking, but when she was putting the food out, she suddenly thought of something, picked up a piece of lotus root, and looked at Lu Zhi, who still had a clean face after lighting the fire this time: "Lu Zhi."

　　Lu Zhi looked up in confusion.

　　Jiang Fei brought the lotus root slices to his lips: "Please help me taste it."

　　Lu Zhi was stunned and stepped back.

　　Jiang Fei opened his eyes wide: "What for? You don't want to?"

　　Lu Zhi was stunned and shook his head: "This is what the princess did for the consort..."

　　"He ate a little bit unpleasantly yesterday," Jiang Fei said, "I don't have the same taste as him, so you can try it for me."

　　Lu Zhi looked at the pure white lotus root slices in front of him: "I will do it myself..."

　　Jiang Fei looked up at him and didn't let go.

　　Lu Zhi hesitated for a long time, then finally opened his mouth and took the lotus root slice into his mouth, chewed it twice and swallowed it.

　　"How does it taste?" Jiang Fei stared at him seriously.

　　Lu Zhi took half a step back until he could no longer smell the light fragrance on her body and then said, "Everything the princess cooks is delicious."

　　Jiang Fei frowned and picked up another piece of courgette: "What about this one?"

　　Lu Zhi lowered his head and didn't look at her again: "It's delicious."

　　Jiang Fei thought for a while, picked up the lettuce and rolled it in the salt shaker. The green bamboo shoots were coated with salt particles. She stuffed it into Lu Zhi's mouth again: "Try again."

　　Lu Zhi started to eat out of habit, and then his expression froze. His mouth was filled with shocking saltiness, which even made his throat itchy and made him want to retch.

　　"Don't vomit!" Jiang Fei ordered.

　　Lu Zhi was startled, and finally swallowed hard.

　　"Is it still delicious?" Jiang Fei asked as he approached him.

　　Lu Zhi's throat tightened and he paused.

　　"Huh?" Jiang Fei asked with raised eyebrows.