攻略偏执狂[快穿]

Cannon Fodder Princess

　　Jiang Fei followed his gaze and saw that Jiang Rongrong was also dressed in white, with a pretty face, and the aura between her eyebrows was slightly weakened by the cold flower poison.

　　"Chu Mo." Jiang Fei gently tugged on his sleeve.

　　Chu Mo suddenly came back to his senses, looked at the woman beside him, and smiled reluctantly: "Sorry, I was just thinking about something."

　　Thinking about your sweetheart. Jiang Fei hummed in his heart.

　　The palace banquet began, and the emperor arrived last.

　　Before that, Jiang Fei had thought that if the emperor was weak, he could use the "Cure All Diseases" skill if he had the chance. After all, he was the only one who was kind to the original owner.

　　When he saw the emperor, Jiang Fei realized that the emperor was really just old.

　　In the human world, life, old age, illness and death have their own destiny, and she can't force it.

　　After saying something to the officials about "joining us in this great event", the emperor asked about Jiang Fei's body again, already looking tired, and only asked: "How is your consort treating you?"

　　Jiang Fei looked at Chu Mo, and Chu Mo was also looking at her.

　　After a long time, Jiang Fei smiled and held Chu Mo's hand: "He treats me very well."

　　Not only for Chu Mo's favor, but also...for a father's heart.

　　The emperor nodded with satisfaction and left early with the help of the palace servants.

　　The palace banquet is still going on, and the sound of sheng, Xiao, silk and bamboo is sweet.

　　Jiang Rongrong carefully looked around, and when she saw that no one was paying attention, she unfolded the note in her hand. When she saw the content on it, she hesitated slightly, but after a while, she quietly left the palace banquet.

　　At the same time, Chu Mo drank a glass of wine and turned to look at Jiang Fei: "Feifei, I'm going out for a while."

　　Jiang Fei looked at him, smiled and nodded: "Okay."

　　Chu Mo nodded and smiled lightly, stood up and left. His robe was gently pulled.

　　Chu Mo frowned and looked back.

　　Jiang Fei grabbed his sleeves, his eyes a little uneasy, but he still smiled brightly: "Then don't forget to come back soon."

　　Chu Moqing was stunned, and nodded for a long time: "Okay." He turned around and walked out.

　　Jiang Fei watched his back and smiled sarcastically in his heart.

　　She naturally knew that Chu Mo would meet with Jiang Rongrong tonight and tell her to "leave Dayan with him".

　　Turning to look at the palace banquet, Jiang Fei frowned in disgust and stood up to leave.

　　The palace was very large, but the surrounding walls were very high, and she didn't like the depressing feeling.

　　Relying on his memory, Jiang Fei walked slowly to the palace pool, sat on a stone bench nearby, and looked at the water lilies swaying gently in the palace pool.

　　The original owner fell here when he was young, and his whole body was cold.

　　Although he still behaved extravagantly to the outside world, from then on, the original owner became more afraid of water.

　　Jiang Fei stared at the water for a moment, then thought of something and turned to face the darkness: "Lu Zhi."

　　Lu Zhi appeared silently and glanced at Gong Chi with a complicated look: "Princess."

　　Jiang Fei smiled and glanced at the stone bench next to him: "Sit down too."

　　Lu Zhi paused and did not move: "I don't dare."

　　"Hmph," Jiang Fei snorted, but his tone was not as arrogant as usual. He looked at Gong Chi with a nostalgic look in his eyes: "I remember I used to play here when I was young."

　　Lu Zhi's fingers trembled and he looked up at her.

　　Jiang Fei quickly looked away and asked again: "Where did Chu Mo go?" she asked slowly.

　　Lu Zhi froze for a moment, lowered his head and pursed his lips in silence.

　　Jiang Fei didn't look at him again, and his voice was a little hazy: "I know even if you don't tell me..."

　　"He must have gone to see Third Sister." The tone was affirmative.

　　Lu Zhi was stunned, his eyes a little astonished.

　　He didn't expect Jiang Fei to know that Chu Mo was meeting Jiang Rongrong, and he didn't expect that Jiang Fei, who knew the truth, would be so calm.

　　He originally thought that with her temperament, if she found out, she would make a fuss, even go to the emperor.

　　"Do you think I should make a fuss with Chu Mo with a whip?" Jiang Fei seemed to see what he was thinking. She turned to look at him and laughed out loud, "I would have done this before."

　　Lu Zhi said nothing.

　　"But it can't be done now," Jiang Fei shrugged, "Lu Zhi, cold flower poison, I have actually seen it in medical books, but it can't be cured at all, right?"

　　Jiang Fei still smiled: "I know that I won't live long, so I always want to be nicer to him, even better. As for him seeing other people... it would be good for someone to take care of him in the future."

　　Lu Zhi stared at her intently, feeling that all the blood in his body was frozen, and he could no longer think.

　　There was a white jade stone bench, a dark palace pool, and a long letter lamp. She was sitting there dressed in red, and her whole body seemed to be covered with a layer of mist.

　　He was clearly smiling, but it was like... a flame that was gradually burning out.

　　Lu Zhi’s favorability rating: 25.

　　At the same time, in the corner to the side, a dark shadow quickly disappeared into the night.

　　…

　　When I came back from the palace banquet, it was already late at night.

　　Jiang Fei drank some wine and fell asleep leaning on the carriage.

　　Chu Mo was sitting across from him, his face extremely gloomy when he thought of his meeting with Jiang Rongrong just now.

　　Jiang Rongrong rejected him.

　　She said that he already had Jiang Fei and should not put extra thoughts on her.

　　But Jiang Fei is completely dispensable...

　　Chu Mo's breath stopped and he raised his eyes to look at Jiang Fei in front of him.

　　Under the long letter lamp, she leaned gently against the wall of the sedan. Her cheeks were flushed from drinking because she was drinking. Her eyes were lightly closed, and her thin eyelashes cast shadows on her eyelids.

　　Her hands were tightly grasping his sleeves. She had been holding on to him since he had just returned to the palace banquet, until she was helped out of the palace, for fear that he would get lost and never come back.

　　Like a drowning person holding on to the only driftwood, like... he is her only support.

　　Is it optional...?

　　"Princess, the consort is here." The guard's voice was very soft outside the carriage.

　　Chu Mo suddenly came back to his senses: "Come up and help the princess, the princess is drunk."

　　After saying that, he moved and was about to get off the carriage, but his sleeves were gripped tighter: "Don't go..."