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

Ling Chenyu was like an ant on hot pot, and staged a "Ling version" of "Crazy Search for Yao" in Prince Han's Mansion.

He walked quickly, looked left and right, and even wanted to pry open the most inconspicuous cracks in the stone to take a look.

Yaoyao, ah, Yaoyao, even if you turn into a mouse you have to squeak!

Unfortunately, even Lao Shudong cast a concerned look, but he didn't even see a single hair of Liu Yaoyao.

Liu Jingshu didn't look like she was worried that Liu Yaoyao would be found.

She was sitting leisurely in an elegant courtyard in Prince Han's mansion, sipping the finest Longjing tea, as if the changes in the outside world had nothing to do with her.

The maids were all around her, one was busy adding tea, another was carefully applying bright cardamom paint on her. The skillful technique and bright colors simply added a touch of irony to this "searching for someone farce".

Liu Jingshu took a sip of tea, looked at the shadow that the shadow guard was pointing at, and a meaningful smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.

She was very proud in her heart.

"Oh, Ling Chenyu, oh Ling Chenyu, you may not be able to find Yaoyao even if you search the sky to the ground, because she is lying in my 'secret garden' right now, enjoying a higher level of treatment than me."

On Ling Chenyu's side, sweat fell like drizzle, and the blue veins on his forehead seemed to be telling of his inner anxiety and uneasiness.

Just when he was about to be consumed by this anxiety, a shadow guard appeared behind him like a ghost, as if he was a mysterious messenger jumping out of the shadows.

"Master, I have urgent information!"

The shadow guard lowered his voice and started a "whispering storm" in Ling Chenyu's ear. The speed of speech was so fast and the content was so dense that Ling Chenyu's eyes almost couldn't keep up with the rhythm.

After hearing this, Ling Chenyu's eyes suddenly lit up, as if they were the brightest stars in the night sky. He then waved his hand and gave orders in a domineering manner.

“Pass on my order. From now on, the entire Han Palace, no, the entire city, must set up a dragnet. Not a single fly should be spared, especially those guys like Shadow Blade. They must be stopped until they doubt their lives!”

After Ling Chenyu gave the order, all the shadow guards behind him went out.

What he didn't know was that the capital city was extremely strange at this time.

The Prince's Mansion, which had been sealed in dust and seemed to have forgotten time, was now bustling with activity, as if a unique "hide and seek" competition was being prepared.

"Has the fourth guy not been found yet?"

Crown Prince Ling Muxiao had a playful smile on his face, and his gentle words concealed a subtle sharpness as he asked the guard who was kneeling upright at his feet but could not hide his embarrassment.

Upon hearing this, the guard raised his head suddenly, his eyes widened bigger than copper bells, and then he seemed to be pressed down by some force, and shook his head like a rattle.

Even the dust on the ground trembled three times, then quickly lowered, fearing that the three words "not found" would attract any "special attention" again.

Seeing that his master didn't say anything for a long time, the guard was so anxious, like an ant on a hot pan. He quickly found an excuse that he thought was reasonable, and spoke so fast that he could fry beans.

"Your Highness, our people are now in a situation where 'when you live under someone's roof, you have to bow your head'!

I have to be very nervous when going out for a walk, for fear of having a "close contact" with those royal guards at the door. The scene is enough to make me shudder just thinking about it.

So, our range of activities is just... just that small, so it's naturally very difficult to find someone, like looking for a needle in a haystack!"

Ling Muxiao couldn't help but laugh when he heard that. The laughter was clear and pleasant, but it carried some subtle meaning.

"Oh? So, this guy Lao Si is quite good at choosing places to hide. Even the Imperial Guards have become his natural shield.

However, this prince has plenty of patience, so let's just wait and see, and issue a city-wide wanted notice to see where he can run!"

After saying that, Ling Muxiao waved his hand, signaling the guards to retreat, but there was a cunning light flashing in his eyes.

As if the near future had been foreseen, the fourth brother's helpless expression when he was "arrested and brought to justice", a joyful drama about love and pranks between brothers, is quietly beginning.

Ling Jinhan stared at the man in black who was meowing like a cat whose tail was stepped on. He felt a headache as if thousands of bees were having a party in his head, buzzing.

But what was more of it was an uncontrollable violent emotion that was running rampant in my chest, as if it was about to burst out at any moment.

"You guys are a bunch of losers! Don't you have any other skills besides howling? Or are you actually here to practice dolphin sounds in advance for the concert?"

As Ling Jinhan spoke, his feet moved quickly, kicking the men in black all over the place with one kick after another. The expression on his face was like a color palette, colorful and brilliant.

Sometimes his eyes were wide open in astonishment, and sometimes his facial features were distorted in pain, which made people laugh.

The men in black were screaming and howling as they were kicked. They looked at each other in bewilderment. The exchange of glances could have been translated into a silent movie.

Why are they so miserable?

The bitterness in the baby's heart is three times more bitter than the bitter tea made by soaking coptis root for three days.

"Hey, hey, hey, you guys, do you think my soles have magic powers? Do you have to come and experience the 'Ling-style massage' one by one?"

Ling Jinhan stopped, put his hands on his hips, and looked like he was innocent, as if the "violent aesthetics" performance just now had nothing to do with him.

The men in black heard this, their mouths twitched, and they complained silently in their hearts.

This is not a massage, it's clearly a "Ling-style nightmare"!

But they dared not say anything and could only continue to communicate with their eye contact, trying to find a trace of warmth of sympathy in each other's eyes.

"Okay, okay, stop giving me that 'the world owes me' look."

Ling Jinhan waved his hand, with a hint of teasing in his tone.

"Next time if I see you guys like this again, I won't just kick you twice. I'll send you to experience the 'Ling-style Special Training Camp'. I guarantee that your life will become 'colorful' from now on. Oh no, it will be 'painful and joyful'!"

After saying that, Ling Jinhan turned and left, leaving behind a group of men in black lying in disarray in the wind.