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

Leng Ji, the shadow guard who wears shadow as clothing and silence as a sword.

With the attitude of a "non-professional voyeur", he sneaked among the carved beams and painted buildings of Prince Chen's Mansion.

The silent protection for Liu Jingshu in his heart.

It turned into infinite motivation to find the Black Beard Ointment.

After all, who doesn’t want to give their “rice bowl” – oh no, their severed hand – a new life?

"Humph, Prince Chen's Mansion, don't think I can't find it just because it's hidden deep!"

Leng Ji muttered to himself while using his only remaining good hand to nimbly avoid the patrolling guards.

Like a nocturnal cat, it explores every corner silently.

I thought to myself: The defense of Prince Chen's Mansion is only slightly stronger than the rat hole in Miss Liu's backyard.

However, reality always loves to teach people a lesson.

Leng Ji searched almost every place where he thought treasures might be hidden.

From the secret room in the study to the hidden compartment in the bedroom, and even to the cracks in the rockery in the garden.

I didn't even see any trace of the legendary black beard cream.

He stood in the moonlight, looking at his crumbling severed hand, feeling an inexplicable irritation well up in his heart.

"Are you kidding me? Or does Prince Chen have no intention of using this medicine and is planning to keep it as a family heirloom?"

Just when Leng Ji was ready to give up and break into King Chen's bedroom for a "face-to-face communication".

A suppressed humming sound came from the pavilion not far away, interrupting his thoughts.

He approached quietly, his ears erected longer than a rabbit's, afraid to miss any glimmer of hope.

He crept forward cautiously, his posture so focused that it seemed as if even the dust particles floating in the air could be caught by his keen ears.

Each step was as light as a squirrel jumping in the woods, for fear that the sound of his own breathing would disturb this rare glimmer of hope.

Finally, he came to the source of the sound.

A pavilion hidden among the ruins.

In the pavilion, the flickering candlelight illuminated Mei Gongming's face, which was slightly nervous due to anticipation.

As well as King Chen and others.

Leng Ji's heartbeat accelerated. He pressed himself tightly against a pillar outside the pavilion, his eyes wider than copper bells, afraid of missing any details.

Mei Gongming was seen rolling on the ground in pain, one hand holding the other.

Then, his long-broken hands began to grow new ones, just like branches growing out of trees.

In an instant, there seemed to be a faint light flickering around.

Leng Ji seemed to be able to feel a warm force surging in Mei Gongming's body.

Leng Ji widened his eyes and stared with bated breath.

The wound on Mei Gongming's broken arm healed at a speed visible to the naked eye. The muscles, bones, blood vessels...

Everything is being reborn in an incredible way.

There was a gleam of disbelief in his eyes, as if he had witnessed the birth of a miracle.

When everything was settled, Mei Gongming slowly opened his eyes, moved his newly grown arms, and his face was filled with unspeakable joy.

Leng Ji was watching from the side in amazement, and it took him a long time to come back to his senses.

He stretched out his left hand and gently touched his still empty right arm, with an unprecedented light flashing in his eyes.

It is the desire for rebirth and the infinite longing for the future.

"Damn, this is real! I want to try it too!"

An unprecedented impulse surged in Leng Ji's heart.

At night in Prince Chen's mansion, the moonlight is bright, but it cannot illuminate the secrets within the palace walls.

The owner was immersed in the miracle of Mei Gongming's broken arm being reborn.

Little did they know that under the cover of night, an "atypical" mouse - Leng Ji, had quietly completed his reconnaissance mission.

This "rat" not only left no trace, but also planted the seeds of revenge in people's hearts.

Everyone still thought that their plan was successful and the news had not spread.

Everyone had a peaceful night's rest.

The next morning, the area in front of Prince Chen's mansion was bustling with activity, as if it had become the focus of the entire imperial city overnight.

People of all kinds, with their own plans, gathered here, making it as lively as a market.

Some spent money like water, trying to use the power of money to open the tightly closed door of King Chen's treasure house.

Others were eloquent, trying to use the charm of words to convince this hard-hearted king.

But King Chen was like the bright moon hanging high in the sky, cold and aloof, and was unmoved by all these temptations.

What kind of person is King Chen? How could he be easily persuaded?

Therefore, most of the visitors return empty-handed.

Among this group of people, the cold and lonely figure is like a faint light in the dark night, both eye-catching and elusive.

He was dressed simply and had a stern face, but his eyes concealed a hidden cunning and determination.

Leng Jiben felt extremely guilty towards Prince Chen's Mansion because of his betrayal.

It has long been washed away in the torrent of time.

Now that Prince Chen's Mansion has the miraculous medicine, they have never thought of leaving some for him.

Therefore, that slight bit of guilt was replaced by deep dissatisfaction with the "injustice" of Prince Chen's Mansion and a raging fire of revenge.

In that case, don't blame him for being heartless and ungrateful.

"Humph, King Chen, oh King Chen, you have the magic medicine but you are reluctant to share it. This selfishness will eventually cost you the consequences."

Leng Ji was secretly calculating in his mind, with a playful smile on his lips.

A head-on confrontation is definitely not the best strategy, it seems he has to resort to more "advanced" means.

In the following days, Leng Ji transformed himself into the "shadow detective" of Prince Chen's Mansion.

Using his identity as a shadow guard and his extraordinary wisdom, he began a series of ridiculous "drug theft plans".

Sometimes he would disguise himself as a medicine seller and sneak into the palace, trying to find the hiding place of the magic medicine.

Sometimes he would disguise himself as a gardener in the palace and take the opportunity of pruning flowers and plants to sneak into the pharmacy to investigate.

There was even one time when he was almost betrayed by the parrot raised by King Chen.

Fortunately, he was quick-witted and disguised himself as a "big bird" in time, thus escaping.

This series of absurd yet wise actions.

This caused panic among everyone in Prince Chen's mansion.

Prince Chen himself was also having a headache.

Leng Ji, on the other hand, gradually found his own rhythm in this farce, enjoying the pleasure of revenge and also gaining a lot of unexpected "trophies".

For example, those interesting things that have been ignored in the palace, and those talents and stories that have been neglected by King Chen.

“Hmph, King Chen, oh King Chen, just wait and see, I, Leng Ji, will not only take back the magic medicine that belongs to me.

I also want you to understand that true wisdom and power come from the human heart."

Leng Ji muttered to himself, with a more determined light flashing in his eyes.