Chapter 59: Aunty rescue

"Master, the celebration is about to begin."
Outside the door, Yuntao, who rushed back from Fengchen, looked at Haifeng with a suspicious expression, and lowered her voice: "Shifeng, what do you say the prince is doing inside? So slow..."
Haifeng said without changing his face: "We are waiting."
Yuntao blinked and murmured: "Da Mu, I have rushed back so far, you won't say anything nice!"
There was a blush on the blasted dark face, but no one could see it because of the skin tone.
Yun Taogan waited for boredom, looked up, and said in surprise: "Why are there so many dark guards! What about your brothers!"
Hayate's face twisted and spit out two words, "Mission."
Yun Tao was a little horrified, and said: "What mission actually needs two guards!"
You know, there are only eight secret guards in total, and each of them was cultivated with great effort. It can be said that these eight people are the prince’s greatest support, and they are silently hidden in every corner of the day. , Existed like a shadow. Since Yun Tao followed the prince, she hadn't seen these dark guards leave. Now two of them have just returned. Can't you be shocked!
Haifeng spit out a few words stiffly: "Confidential."
There was a storm in Yuntao's heart, and she couldn't help but said, "What happened during my absence?"
Hayate can't wait to say something to Yuntao: The prince is abnormal! He was confused by a fat and stupid witch! Hurry up and help the prince sober!
But Haifeng was still calm.
In the room.
In front of the bronze mirror, a simple and unpretentious silver mask was quietly placed on the table, the edge of the cold line was shining with silver light, just like its owner, fierce and indifferent.
A jet of black ink pouring down, Qin Che looked at the white ribbon on his hand, and his eyes were stained with a slight strangeness. He raised his hand and tied the ribbon. His movements were slow but stubborn.
Soon, a cold voice came from the crack of the door, "Come in."
Yuntao couldn't wait to step in, with joy on her face, and said: "Master, I'm back!"
"Ok."
"The mission you gave me has been a complete success!"
While talking, Yuntao noticed a slight strangeness, it seems...the prince in front of him is not so cold anymore, wait, the upward curve of the corner of her mouth is...laugh?
The prince laughed?
Yuntao was shocked instantly.
Han Fei finally stopped the scissors in her hand, rubbed her sore shoulder, looked at the results of her hard work on the ground, and felt a little uneasy, but she had tried her best.
Taking a deep breath, Han Fei was about to stand up. Unexpectedly, because of sitting for too long and being too heavy, she couldn't get up all at once. She sat on the ground in a daze, so depressed, she simply lay on her back. .
Han Fei poked the system: "Taobao."
"Has the host decided to make a deal?"
"Be your head!"
"Huh, what does the host want to say?"
Han Fei scratched her head, looked at the beam, and said, "Why did you choose me?"
"This is probably the worst choice I made."
Han Fei angrily: "Hey!"
"Well, I actually don't know, this is determined by the system! And my accusation is only to assist the host to complete the task!"
Han Fei turned over and said, "By the way, why hasn't the goodwill between me and the male increased at all after so long!"
Fortunately, she thought that the male would be touched after she gave that ribbon last time! Even an increase of one percentage point is good! Which is like now, still zero!
Obviously, I saw that the person was a little moved, so why didn't his favorability rise?
"Hmph, the host thinks it's so easy for a male to have good affection!"
"But there is no such thing, it's very frustrating, it's good to go up by one point!"
"Ding~ the male god's favorability rose by one percentage point!"
Han Fei: "..."
Because of the shock, even the system would have nothing to say for a while.
"This, this, what did I do?"
"Host, you did nothing!"
Han Fei was proud and said, "Maybe your great is thinking of me now!"
Before Han Fei could show King Shan's smile, she raised her eyes and saw the magnified face of her aunt, her smile froze.
"You are very happy?"
Han Fei rolled around and sat up, lowering his eyebrows and said pleasingly: "Auntie, good day."
The aunt's face tightened, and she sternly said: "Is the etiquette of the Amar Palace made you lie on the ground like this!"
Han Fei whispered innocently: "I, I can't get up, take a rest first..."
The auntie glanced at Han Fei sitting on the ground, which looked like a glutinous rice ball. With that innocent look, her anger disappeared. She sighed and said, "Get up."
Han Fei finally got up after taking a lot of milk, and patted the dust on her body by the way.
"I heard something went wrong here."
Han Fei showed her big white teeth, "It's okay! I have solved it!"
The aunt raised her eyebrows and said, "Really?"
Han Fei nodded, reached out and picked up the clothes that had been transformed by her on the ground, and said, "Really!"
When the aunt's eyes fell on the clothes Han Fei was holding, she showed a terrifying expression. She stretched out her finger to Han Fei and stammered: "You, you..."
Han Fei said triumphantly: "Auntie, this is my highest masterpiece! How is it!"
The aunt was so angry that she grabbed the clothes in Han Fei's hand and said angrily: "This, this is shameless!"
Han Fei was stunned, scratching his head, and said: "Yes, will you?"
The aunt could not wait to choke Han Fei in front of her. Fortunately, she was worried and took a look specially. When she thought that Han Fei would wear such a suit to the celebration, she felt heartache!
Han Fei was also very helpless, and said: "But...I only have this set."
The aunt had a pause, and the miserable life of Han Fei suddenly rang out. It is impossible for her to prepare good clothes for herself. Her face was a little slow, and she said, "Hand me the needle and thread."
Han Fei's eyes lit up, and she immediately passed the needle and thread. Fortunately, this Ruyixuan has everything, and said, "Is the mother going to help me?"
The aunt took the needle and thread, frowned and looked at the clothes in her hand, and said angrily: "Wait for me!"
After that, he began to work hard.
Han Fei leaned forward to look, watching her aunt's movements of stitches and stitches, and the admiration in her mouth came one after another.
The aunt's brows and eyes were a touch of pride. She dared to say second in this hand of needlework, and no one dared to say first.
Soon, my aunt sewed up the oversized opening caused by Han Fei, and the needle and thread were almost invisible wherever he passed.
Han Fei is completely convinced, but this also understands why the aunt's face was so bad just now, it seems...this dress is too shameless for this age, cough cough, Han Fei will be thankful Fortunately, I didn't wear it out, otherwise I would laugh generously.