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

Liu Yaoyao raised her head cautiously and glanced secretly at the old emperor who was sitting upright.

Oh my goodness, how much did this old man drink today?

His face was as red as a ripe apple, and his eyes were shining, looking like a fanatical believer who said, "I want to find God."

The old emperor waited and waited, until the flowers all wilted, but the news of recovery came as slowly as a snail.

His eyes were slightly narrowed, with a fierce look in them, which made Liu Yaoyao's heart skip a beat, as if she saw an old cat about to go crazy.

The old emperor impatiently stroked his glittering golden robe, and then uttered a single sound from his throat: "Hmm?"

This sound is even more frightening than a tiger's roar.

Ling Chenyu was quick-witted and stepped forward to smooth things over. "Father, sincerity is the key to success. You are praying to the gods so sincerely, the gods will surely be moved by your sincerity, and it is not impossible for a miracle to happen again."

After hearing this, the old emperor's impatience subsided a little, but he still felt itchy in his heart.

He thought about it, and he didn't know if he had thought of some magical method, or he decided to swallow his anger for the time being, "Then go and beg me to live forever."

After saying this, he blinked, and looked like a child asking an adult for candy.

Liu Yaoyao and Ling Chenyu looked at each other, both of them had helplessness and bitter smiles in their eyes.

This old emperor is so greedy that he even dares to dream of such an outrageous thing as immortality.

Having said that, when it comes to this matter of immortality, even the gods in heaven would probably shake their heads, right?

Liu Yaoyao thought to herself but didn't dare to say it out loud.

"Father, I will live forever..."

Before Liu Yaoyao could finish her words, Ling Chenyu interrupted her.

"Father, longevity has always been extremely difficult. If Father can really do it, he will definitely be an emperor of all ages and his name will go down in history!"

Ling Chenyu spoke seriously, but Liu Yaoyao saw a hint of teasing in his eyes.

The old emperor casually flipped open the memorial and threw it on the table with a crisp "pop" sound, which made the two people kneeling below tense.

This old man is so moody!

"You are right. For the sake of the title of the greatest emperor of all time, I have decided—"

As soon as the old emperor said this, he couldn't help but yawn.

Liu Yaoyao's heart skipped a beat and she quickly lowered her head, not daring to look again.

Is this old man going to get mad again?

Unexpectedly, the old emperor did not get angry, but leaned back on the dragon throne and began to snore.

Liu Yaoyao secretly looked up and saw that the old emperor was sleeping soundly with his mouth slightly open and snoring.

Eunuch Yu stood aside calmly, as if he was used to this.

Liu Yaoyao turned her head slightly and asked Ling Chenyu with her eyes: Can we leave?

Ling Chenyu shook his head, signaling her not to act rashly.

Liu Yaoyao: Do ​​I have to keep kneeling?

Ling Chenyu nodded, then shook his head, signaling her to be patient.

Liu Yaoyao felt miserable. This palace was really not a place for human beings to stay.

She couldn't help but wail in her heart: "Oh, heaven, oh, earth, why did I forget to bring 'Kneeling is easy' when I entered the palace!"

Just when Liu Yaoyao was about to kneel down and her legs gave out, the old emperor finally woke up.

He rubbed his eyes, yawned, and asked drowsily, "Huh? You haven't left yet?"

Liu Yaoyao and Ling Chenyu quickly answered in unison: "Father, your sons are still waiting for your instructions."

The old emperor seemed to have just come back to his senses from the snoring. He waved his hand, as if he was shooing away a group of annoying flies. "Forget it, both of you, leave now."

Liu Yaoyao and Ling Chenyu felt as if they had received a pardon, and the heavy stone in their hearts finally fell to the ground.

They felt like they were kowtowed, and they kept saying, "Thank you, Father, for your grace!"

He backed out of the palace carefully, fearing that he would accidentally anger the moody old emperor again.

Just when their backs were about to touch the wall, the old emperor suddenly shouted, "Wait!"

The sound scared the two of them so much that they almost jumped up.

The two men had no choice but to return to where they had been kneeling, muttering to themselves: What tricks does this old man have again?

"Father, do you have any other instructions?" Liu Yaoyao asked cautiously.

The old emperor stroked his beard, as if lost in thought. "Oh, I suddenly thought of something. I have decided to appoint King Chen as the 'Special Envoy for Seeking Gods'. Since you don't have a position now, why don't you go and find Gods for me? As long as you can make me immortal, I will let you command 100,000 troops and reinstate your original position. How do you think?"

Liu Yaoyao and Ling Chenyu looked at each other in bewilderment. This old man was really going backwards as he grew older. He actually came up with such a ridiculous thing.

Liu Yaoyao thought to herself: This isn't looking for God, this is simply looking for death!

Ling Chenyu smiled bitterly. This old emperor was really difficult to deal with. However, he also knew that in this kind of matter, he could only go along with his wishes and not confront him head-on.

He thought for a moment and said, "Father, I will do my best to find the gods. But immortality is really hard to guarantee. I can only try my best to find miracles. As for whether I can make you immortal, that depends on God's will."

The old emperor seemed a little dissatisfied after hearing this, but he didn't say much. He just waved his hand and said, "Forget it, you can do it yourself. Back off."

As soon as she left the palace, Liu Yaoyao couldn't help complaining: "This old emperor is such a joker, he changes every moment, it's really hard to figure him out."

Ling Chenyu smiled and said, "Just get used to it. Nothing in the palace is simple."

Ling Chenyu stepped forward, held Liu Yaoyao's hands with both hands, and asked with concern: "Yaoyao, does your knee still hurt? Come on, let's go sit over there, I'll rub it for you, I guarantee that you will feel as comfortable as if you were floating on the clouds."

Liu Yaoyao was a little embarrassed, "Zixi, what are you talking about? I'm not a child anymore, why do I need you to rub my knees?"

Ling Chenyu said seriously, "Hey, Yaoyao, don't underestimate the skill of rubbing your knees. I have learned it from Leng Ying for a long time. Your knees must be red from kneeling. I have to rub them for you, otherwise you won't be able to walk tomorrow."

Liu Yaoyao laughed out loud at his words, "Okay, okay, then you can rub it for me. I want to see how powerful your knee rubbing skills, which are at the level of an imperial physician, are."

As they talked, they walked to a pavilion nearby and sat down.

Ling Chenyu carefully rubbed Liu Yaoyao's knees, blowing air as he rubbed them, "Huh - huh - it won't hurt now, right?"

Liu Yaoyao was amused by his appearance and laughed, "Chen Yu, you are getting funnier and funnier. You don't look like a prince at all, you are just a living treasure."

Ling Chenyu didn't care and smiled, "As long as it can make you happy, I'm willing to be a funny guy."

The two were chatting and laughing, but someone was blind enough to disrupt them.