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

Gan Chenggong walked into the house happily, like a hunter who had returned with a full load, his face filled with a smile of victory.

When he entered the palace today, he successfully completed two important tasks, which can be said to be a double happiness.

First, he cleverly gave the jade pendant, which was suspected to be a trick of the foreign country, to Yun Yi.

On the surface, it seems to be for the safety of the country, but in fact it is to cause trouble for Yun Yi and to retaliate.

Second, he requested the emperor to allow Cao Yuanzheng to temporarily live in the Prince of Zhennan's Mansion to take care of Liu Yaoyao's health.

This "seemingly reasonable" request was actually an attempt to see how many more people were diverted by the illness.

The acting skills of this father and daughter are perfect. They did these two things perfectly and there is no fault to be found.

Gan Chenggong seemed to be stepping on the beat of a cheerful drum, humming a little tune all the way, and returned home leisurely.

However, as soon as he entered the house, Gan Chenggong was interrupted by the housekeeper's urgent shouting.

"It's not good, Your Majesty, it's not good!"

Liu Yaoyao raised her head and her brows were furrowed into the shape of the Chinese character “川”.

She found that she really disliked these people. They were always startled and said "Oh no" every time they opened their mouths.

"What's wrong? My father is fine."

Liu Yaoyao then looked up at the butler and found that he was pale, as if something big had really happened.

When the housekeeper saw Liu Yaoyao's serious expression, he became even more panicked and his words became uncontrollable.

He stammered, "It's the prince who's in trouble."

Liu Yaoyao held her forehead with her hand, thinking that the butler in front of her might be too old, and that when he was running just now, the thing on his head must have fallen off.

Gan Chenggong's face changed drastically.

The butler came back to his senses when he met Gan Chenggong's stern gaze.

"No, Your Majesty, it's the generals in the Gan family army and several generals in the court. They are all sick."

Gan Chenggong's expression suddenly became serious.

This is really a case of adding insult to injury.

He was just feeling so proud of himself, but now he is in such big trouble.

He turned to look at Liu Yaoyao and found that his daughter's face was also full of worry.

He took a deep breath and said to the housekeeper, "Go down and have a rest first. I will take care of this matter."

Seeing Gan Chenggong so calm, the butler felt a little relieved. He nodded, turned around and walked away.

Gan Chenggong turned around and looked at Liu Yaoyao, with a hint of determination in his eyes.

"Yaoyao, it looks like we're going to face a tough battle this time. But don't worry, Dad is here, we will definitely win!"

Liu Yaoyao nodded and said, "Dad, I believe in you. We will definitely overcome the difficulties!"

The father and daughter smiled at each other, as if all the haze was dispelled by this smile.

Gan Chenggong was like an ant on a hot pan. He hurriedly ordered his men to bring all the "sickly" generals in the Gan family army who were unfortunately infected to the Prince of Zhennan's Palace.

Liu Yaoyao was supported by her maids and slowly walked into Lin Lao's medicine furnace deep in the palace. She saw that the place was crowded with people and as lively as a market.

She widened her eyes and said in surprise, "Oh my god, father, why are there so many people suffering from the same 'strange disease' as us? Are we going to hold a 'patients' meeting'?"

Gan Chenggong turned around, looked at his daughter's exaggerated expression, and nodded, feeling both amused and helpless.

"Yes, Yaoyao, that's not all. Many generals in the court have also fallen ill.

Alas, if the enemy takes advantage of this opportunity to invade, our Yun Nation will be in danger!"

Gan Chenggong sighed and sat down on the chair, as if the burden of the entire country was on his shoulders.

He stared at the busy figures of Mr. Lin and Dean Cao, praying silently in his heart.

"Two great doctors, you must find the antidote quickly, or my old bones will be worn down by these sickly people!"

One of his men rushed in, shouting breathlessly.

"My Lord, something's wrong..."

Liu Yaoyao held her forehead weakly, wondering why the prince was in trouble again.

Her father is sitting there and looking very good.

Fortunately, the person who came to report the news did not talk too much and quickly told the rest of the story.

"A group of unidentified people came outside, saying... they wanted to come and see our Yun Country's 'Patients' Conference'!"

Gan successfully jumped up.

"What? Come to see the 'patients' conference'? What kind of hobby is this? Quick, get them out of here!"

Liu Yaoyao covered her mouth and laughed so hard that she fell backwards.

"Father, I think these people are most likely spies from the enemy country. They want to come and see if our Yun Kingdom is really 'terminally ill'. Haha, what a joke! Even if our Yun Kingdom is ill, it is not something that these little guys can bully!"

Gan Chenggong waved his hand and said, "Well, let them have a look. However, we must let them know that even if our Yun Nation is sick, we still have the ability to protect our territory and people!"

Gan Chenggong, the King of Zhennan, raised the corner of his mouth slightly and whispered a few words to the waiter beside him, as if he was imparting some peerless secret.

He leisurely picked up the teapot and poured himself a cup of hot tea, as if the changes in the world before him had nothing to do with him.

After a while, the door of the palace was pushed open with a "clang", and a group of armored soldiers rushed in like a tide.

They were wearing bright armor and looked aggressive, like a group of tigers about to go into battle.

The leading general was tall and mighty, with eyes as sharp as an eagle, as if he could see through the entire palace.

Gan Chenggong glanced at them, put down his teacup, and a playful smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"Oh, you generals are so full of energy! I wonder what happened in my little palace that is worthy of mobilizing so many troops?"

The leading general clasped his fists and his voice was as loud as a bell.

"Your Highness, we are here on the orders of the court to check on your situation. We heard that you have had some minor illnesses recently, so we came to express our condolences."

"Haha, General, you are really thoughtful. But my palace is...

There are indeed some "minor illnesses and pains", but they are all superficial injuries and not worth mentioning.

Generals, if you have nothing to do, you might as well go to the court and take a look at those officials who are truly 'terminally ill'."

The general's face changed slightly, but he immediately regained his composure.

"Your Highness, you are joking. This time, in addition to expressing our condolences, we also want to ask Your Highness about the solutions to these 'minor illnesses and pains'. After all, everyone in our court is looking forward to the miraculous doctor in Your Highness's mansion to bring people back to health."

"Haha, General, you are really good at talking. Since you are so sincere, I will not be stingy. But before that, I have a favor to ask of you."

The general was stunned for a moment, then asked, "Your Majesty, please speak."

Gan Chenggong put down his teacup and looked serious.

"I heard that the soldiers under the general's command are all elite troops. I wonder if the general can lend them to me? My palace is short of manpower recently, so I can ask them to come and help clean up."

"Your Majesty, what are you..."

Gan Chenggong waved his hand and interrupted the general.

"Oh, General, don't misunderstand me. I'm not ordering you around. I just think that we are all officials in the same court, so we should help each other. Besides, my palace is a Feng Shui treasure land. If your soldiers come here, maybe they can get some immortal energy and improve their combat effectiveness!"

The general gave a helpless smile and nodded: "Okay, since the prince said so, then I agree."

Gan Chenggong stood up and bowed.

"Thank you, General! Come, take your soldiers to the backyard to rest and treat them well!"

A group of aggressive soldiers were turned into "cleaners" of the palace under Gan Chenggong's clever arrangement.

Gan Chenggong continued to drink his tea leisurely, as if everything was under his control.