The female cannon fodder in the book, the villain instantly turned into a pitiful and coquettish gir

Prince Chen's motorcade slowly drove into the city gate, like a bright starlight streaking across the sky, immediately attracting countless people to watch and discuss.

"Oh, I heard that King Chen is not a disaster star, but a lucky star!" said a chubby lady with a wink.

"You are out of date!" A tall and thin scholar next to him shook his head. "Prince Chen is a hero. He personally went to Nanyang to provide disaster relief, saved the people who were about to starve to death, and let them live a good life with enough food and clothing."

"Really? Is his leg healed?" an uncle asked curiously.

"It has been healed for a long time!" The scholar said proudly, "I heard that there is a fairy on a mountain in Nanyang. It was that fairy who blessed King Chen and cured his leg."

The people were talking about it, as if King Chen was a myth in their hearts, and for a moment the area around the convoy was bustling with activity.

Liu Yaoyao sat in the carriage, listening to the gossip outside, and felt curious.

She quietly lifted a corner of the curtain, wanting to secretly take a look at what this legendary capital city looked like.

Ling Chenyu stared at the woman in front of him without blinking, as if he wanted to imprint her appearance deeply in his heart.

His throat rolled and he tightly grasped the hem of his clothes, a desire in his heart about to burst out.

Suddenly, the convoy stopped in unison as if the pause button had been pressed.

There was silence all around, with only the sound of birds singing in the distance, as if accompanying this sudden pause.

Then, a deep and majestic voice cut through the sky: "Ninth brother, congratulations on returning to Beijing."

The sound was like heavenly music descending from the sky, making people want to look up.

However, there was no movement in the carriage for a long time, as if the people inside were planning some big move.

Ling Jinhan's face outside turned pale and blue, as if the paint on the palette had been spilled.

He muttered to himself: Why is Old Nine so disrespectful every time we meet?

Just when he couldn't help but open his mouth to urge again, the curtain of the carriage finally moved.

Ling Chenyu walked out slowly, straightened his robe, and looked calm and composed.

He raised his head and looked at Ling Jinhan standing opposite him, with a smile on his face: "Oh, it's Fourth Brother. Long time no see, I hope you are doing well."

When Ling Jinhan heard this, the corners of his mouth twitched violently.

What he disliked most was Ling Chenyu's arrogant and nonchalant look, as if nothing caught his eye and nothing could arouse his emotions.

He thought of Liu Yaoyao whom Liu Jingshu had mentioned before, and suddenly felt ironic.

He could never have imagined that a gifted man like Ling Chenyu would actually marry a country girl.

I guess this must be a huge insult and provocation to him.

Thinking of this, he deliberately raised his voice and said in a sarcastic tone: "I heard that my ninth brother's wife has returned to Beijing. I wonder if I can see her peerless beauty?"

There was a strong sense of sarcasm and provocation in her words, as if to say: "I want to see what a country girl like you looks like, to actually catch your eye!"

Ling Chenyu's aura suddenly changed like a violent storm. He calmly put his hands behind his back, as if he was playing an invisible piece of music.

A mysterious energy quietly emerged and shot accurately at the innocent horse behind his fourth brother Ling Jinhan.

The horse seemed to be struck by lightning and became crazy in an instant. It raised its front hooves and neighed to the sky, as if to accuse this sudden "attack".

The people around were frightened by this sudden change and screamed in shock, thinking that Ling Chenyu had really suffered a big setback.

After all, a mad horse is no joke, and you could get kicked half to death if you’re not careful.

However, Ling Chenyu seemed to have expected this. His figure drew a graceful arc in the air, as if he was dancing a gorgeous dance.

After a beautiful side flip, he landed steadily on the ground, like a brave knight falling from the sky.

However, the moment he landed, there was another person in his arms - it was Liu Yaoyao in the carriage.

She looked dazed, as if she had not yet recovered from the shock.

Ling Chenyu winked at her, with a smug smile on his face, as if to say, "Look, I'm awesome, right?"

Ling Jinhan originally planned to watch the show, but he didn't expect the plot to turn around so quickly.

He hurriedly dodged the subdued horse, cursing in his heart.

After finally standing firm on his feet, he saw Ling Chenyu's smug look and Liu Yaoyao's half-smile.

He opened his mouth, wanting to say something to save face, but found himself speechless.

After all, the strength of this ninth brother is there, what else can he say?

Everyone around was also stunned by this scene. They looked at Ling Chenyu and Liu Yaoyao, and couldn't help but sigh in their hearts: Prince Chen and Princess Chen are indeed a perfect match. One is brave and good at fighting, and the other is smart and clever. They are such a perfect match!

Ling Jinhan was very depressed, but he couldn't find a way to make trouble.

Just then, a woman walked out of the crowd. It was Liu Jingshu.

She started crying before she spoke, her voice filled with a bit of grievance and joy: "Sister, it's great that you're still alive!" As she spoke, she gently wiped the corners of her eyes with a handkerchief.

Liu Yaoyao looked at her hypocritical appearance and the corners of her mouth twitched violently.

Liu Jingshu is really good at acting!

Liu Jingshu glanced at Liu Yaoyao's twitching mouth, and felt extremely satisfied.

She continued to pretend to be sad, and said, "Mother thought...thought you were gone, and she was guarding your tomb in her hometown, waiting for you to come home. I didn't expect that since you were able to come to the capital, why didn't you write to mother? Do you know how worried she is about you?"

After hearing this, Liu Yaoyao couldn't help but sneer in her heart.

Liu Yaoyao took a deep breath, and the expression on her face changed from sneer to calm. She glanced at Liu Jingshu indifferently, as if she was looking at a clown.

"Sister Jingshu, your words are so touching. Unfortunately, if I were really dead, how could I stand here and talk to you?" Liu Yaoyao's voice was neither loud nor low, but loud enough for people around to hear clearly.

Liu Jingshu's expression changed slightly. She didn't expect Liu Yaoyao to expose her lie so directly.

She gritted her teeth and pretended to be calm: "Sister, you misunderstood, I was just too worried about you..."

"Are you worried about me?" Liu Yaoyao sneered. "If you were really worried about me, why would you rush to perform this drama of sisterly love when I just returned to Beijing? You must have forgotten that you and I are no longer a family."

Liu Jingshu was left speechless by what Liu Yaoyao said. She thought her acting skills were good enough to fool everyone, but she didn't expect that in front of Liu Yaoyao, her lies were as thin as paper.

Ling Chenyu stood aside, watching Liu Yaoyao's battle of wits with Liu Jingshu, with a hint of admiration in his eyes.

Ling Jinhan watched this scene and couldn't help but look at Liu Yaoyao with admiration.

He originally thought that Liu Yaoyao was just a country girl with little knowledge, but he didn't expect her to be so smart.