Cannon fodder and female supporting role, a match made in heaven

After Lu Yan came back from Jiangnan, he had some free time. He set up a target in the yard to practice archery.

When Huimin saw this, she begged Lu Yan to teach her.

Lu Yan felt that the bow and arrow were not suitable, so he gave her his sleeve arrow.

Xiao Tao came over with grapes and saw Lu Yan teaching Hui Min how to use sleeve arrows. They looked very intimate and she felt very relieved.

Now that the princess and her husband are getting along well, it is only a matter of time before they consummate their marriage. Then the nanny won't have to nag them anymore.

Xiao Tao remembered that she hadn't seen Tuanrong since this morning. She looked around and finally saw its figure in a pavilion not far away.

Xiao Tao looked closely and saw Tuanrong's round white head shaking from side to side, waiting for someone to feed it dried fish.

Well, Tuanrong, this silly cat, actually dared to give herself a meal behind her back. It would be great if she got too fat to walk by then.

She put down the grapes, rolled up her sleeves and prepared to rush over. When she got closer, she saw clearly that the person feeding Tuanrong was Qi Cheng, the guard of the prince consort.

Xiao Tao immediately turned around, went back to get a small plate of grapes, tidied her appearance, and then walked towards the pavilion.

After Shen Zhaozhao swallowed the dried fish, he looked at Chu Yu's hand again.

"Is there any more? I want to eat more."

Chu Yu wanted to tease her intentionally and reached out to pinch the flesh on her belly.

"Still eating! Your flesh can be sold for two taels of silver."

Chu Yu was in a good mood. During this period, no one disturbed him and Shen Zhaozhao, which made him feel that entering this illusion was not just a boring thing.

Shen Zhaozhao froze, covering her face with one paw and pointing the other at him, feeling embarrassed and angry: "How can you touch a girl's belly so casually!"

Chu Yu raised his eyebrows slightly, leaned closer to her, and a smile appeared in his eyes.

"Now you're a cat, how can you be considered a girl?"

It was simply far-fetched talk. Shen Zhaozhao turned her face away, not wanting to pay any attention to him.

Chu Yu saw someone approaching them from his peripheral vision, so he restrained his expression and stood up.

Xiao Tao placed the grapes on the stone table and secretly glanced at Chu Yu several times, with a shy look on her face: "Master Qi Cheng——"

Chu Yu had already adjusted his expression, with a consistent standard arc on his face: "I'm not a young master, you don't have to call me that."

Xiao Tao felt excited, thinking that Qi Cheng was hinting to her that he was not a young master and was worthy of her status.

She smiled and said, "Qi Cheng, how do you think the mung bean cake I gave you a few days ago tastes? If you like it, I'll send you some more tomorrow."

Chu Yu thought about it seriously and looked at Xiao Tao.

Was it her gift? I don't remember, I just know that Shen Zhaozhao liked it very much.

Chu Yu smiled: "She likes to eat it very much, so thank you for your help."

Xiao Tao caught the difference in the words and was a little confused: "Who likes to eat?"

Chu Yu said: "This little cat."

Xiao Tao's smile froze, and she pointed at Shen Zhaozhao's hand with a trembling sound: "Are you saying that you gave the cakes I made to Tuan Rong?"

Shen Zhaozhao was embarrassed for a moment. She didn't know that the mung bean cake that Chu Yu fed her that day was specially made by Xiaotao for him.

Xiao Tao was so angry that her face turned red. She said, "Qi Cheng, I will never cook for you again."

Chu Yu maintained a standard smile from beginning to end.

After Xiaotao left, he instantly stopped smiling and his expression became dull.

Shen Zhaozhao took in all the changes in Chu Yu's expression. He always seemed to like putting on a fake smile in front of people.

To be honest, although Chu Yu always smiles, he is not ambiguous at all when doing bad things, which makes others feel that this is ironic.

"Chu Yu, aren't you tired?"

Chu Yu was stunned for a moment: "Why do you ask this?"

Shen Zhaozhao said: "Chu Yu, when you don't want to laugh sometimes, you don't have to force yourself."

When he smiled sincerely, his eyebrows curved and his dimples sunk deeply, which was very beautiful. But when he smiled falsely, the smile in his eyes did not reach the depth, and it was all forced.

Chu Yu was stunned for a moment, looking a little confused.

When he was young, someone told him that everyone likes obedient and well-behaved children. Only when he treats others with a smile will he make others feel close to him and others will show more kindness to him.

He took these words to heart, practiced in front of the bronze mirror countless times, and finally found the most natural arc of his smile.

There were very few smiles that came from the heart, and he had long been accustomed to wearing a fake smile mask.

Chu Yu nodded: "Yes, I understand."