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

Ling Chenyu patted Liu Yaoyao's back and walked back.

His steps were steady yet with a barely perceptible heaviness.

It seems as if every step is stepping on the ripples of one's thoughts.

He had that signature faint smile on his face, but it couldn't hide the complexity in his eyes.

It's like the dark clouds that suddenly pass by on a summer afternoon, foreshadowing the coming wind and rain.

He was thinking about his own things and didn't notice the loneliness that flashed across Liu Yaoyao's face.

After learning about Lin Nuo'er's request, he went through a struggle in his heart before agreeing.

The love between him and Liu Yaoyao is irreplaceable.

But at the same time, we cannot ignore our responsibility towards Lin Nuoer.

Such a good girl was tied to the old emperor just because of a marriage certificate.

But this girl is also very stubborn.

Back then, Ling Chenyu unilaterally disobeyed the emperor's order and refused to marry, but this girl insisted on waiting with the emperor's marriage certificate.

This wait lasted for more than three years.

It is said that many people proposed marriage to her during that period, but the girl probably did not agree.

Even the emperor and Concubine Ning gave her a "chastity arch".

Ling Chenyu appears to be a cold person, but most people in the capital know that he is a very affectionate person.

It was because of Concubine Ning's three years of protection that he was able to return his legs to her.

Because of a word from his mother, he worshipped his unreliable father as a god.

It would have been fine if he didn't know about Lin Nuo'er's matter, but now that he knew, he couldn't just pretend that nothing happened.

He thought for a long time, trying to find a way to protect her reputation without hurting her feelings.

This silence ignored Liu Yaoyao's emotions.

Liu Yaoyao gently broke free from his embrace, a bitter smile appearing on her lips.

There is a bit of self-mockery and helplessness hidden in the smile.

"Zi Xi, I understand your dilemma and your deep love. But love is too heavy. I'm afraid my small body will be crushed one day."

Ling Chenyu's heart tightened, and he quickly hugged her again.

There was a hint of tenderness and firmness in his voice.

"Yaoyao, you are the love of my life, no one can compare to you. But Lin Nuoer is also my past that I must face. I promise you that I will handle it properly and not let anyone hurt you, including myself."

The two embraced each other in the afterglow of the sunset. The world around them seemed to have stopped, leaving only the sound of each other's heartbeats and the occasional chirping of birds.

Ling Chenyu secretly pondered in his heart how to find a perfect balance in this complex emotional entanglement.

The next morning, Ling Chenyu found the emperor again.

No one knew what the two talked about in the imperial study. They only knew that when Ling Chenyu came out, he had an imperial edict in his hand.

On the day of the birthday banquet, Minister Lin’s house was decorated with lights and filled with guests.

Lin Nuoer was dressed in gorgeous clothes, like a fairy from heaven, attracting everyone's attention.

Ling Chenyu gently put his arm around Liu Yaoyao's slender waist.

The two of them seemed to have stepped onto a carefully arranged stage, with a solemn yet humorous smile on their faces, and pressed the door leading to the "climax of the plot" of the banquet.

The banquet hall was brightly lit, packed with guests, and filled with discussions.

Everyone was full of curiosity and anticipation about this sudden change.

After three rounds of drinks, Ling Chenyu cleared his throat. Although the sound was not loud, it seemed to have its own amplification effect, instantly making the entire hall quiet.

"Everyone, we are gathered here today to celebrate a marriage, but..."

He deliberately prolonged the tone, with a sly gleam in his eyes.

"But I, Ling Chenyu, have something to announce here today!"

Everyone was shocked and looked at each other, wondering what Ling Chenyu was up to.

Ling Chenyu gently let go of Liu Yaoyao's hand, turned to face Lin Nuoer, and his face showed unprecedented seriousness.

"Nuo'er, there is no love between you and me. This is the emperor's order. I, Ling Chenyu, do not want a marriage certificate to become a shackle on your life."

After saying that, he changed the subject, with a hint of self-mockery in his tone.

"The responsibility for canceling the engagement is naturally mine. It was because of my short-sightedness and my inability to recognize a beautiful woman that this great marriage became a bubble."

These words not only excused himself but also preserved Lin Nuoer's dignity, causing many of the guests to nod secretly.

Then, Ling Chenyu slowly took out a bright yellow imperial edict from his sleeve.

That was the "trophy" he obtained after a heated argument with the old emperor last night.

He unfolded it slowly, with a solemn look, as if he was performing a sacred ceremony.

"It is destined to be blessed by heaven, the emperor decreed..."

As the contents of the imperial edict were read out, an uproar broke out in the banquet hall again.

It turned out that Ling Chenyu not only broke off the engagement, but also acknowledged Lin Nuoer as his sister in the name of brother and sister, and begged the emperor to confer the title of county princess on her, granting her the honor and status she deserved.

"Oh my, this Ling Chenyu is really a talent!"

Someone murmured in admiration.

"Not only did I solve my own problems, I also gave Miss Lin a bright future, and I also gained a good reputation for being loyal and righteous. I achieved three goals in one stroke!"

At that moment, Lin Nuoer's eyes were quietly moist.

Just like the drizzle in spring gently brushing against the flower petals, crystal clear with a hint of stubbornness.

She stared at Ling Chenyu, her eyes seemed to be able to speak, telling thousands of words.

But in the silence it converges into a warm current, warm and complex.

"Brother Chen, you..."

Lin Nuoer's voice was as thin as a mosquito, but it clearly penetrated the silence of the night.

She looked at him with gratitude; his thoughtfulness and protection were like the warm sunshine in winter.

It made her feel warm, but also quietly planted a seed of resentment in a corner of her heart.

Unconsciously, she dug her fingernails into her palms, as if she wanted to use this method to cover up the pain and the turmoil in her heart.

At the banquet, the two were unable to speak their true feelings, and all they did was to please everyone.

However, fate, this old naughty boy, always likes to add fuel to the fire just when things are about to calm down.

The banquet ended, the guests left, leaving only the moonlight like water, gently spreading across the entire garden.

Lin Nuoer and Ling Chenyu, like characters specially arranged by fate, met unexpectedly in this quiet place.

Under the moonlight, the two people's shadows intertwined, stretching and shortening.

Just like the inseparable and complicated feelings between them.

Lin Nuoer plucked up her courage and spoke again.

The voice of "Brother Chen" was gentle but a little shy, like a newly blooming flower, lowering its head shyly.

Ling Chenyu looked at her, his heart like an overturned seasoning plate, with all the flavors of sour, sweet, bitter, spicy and salty.

He wanted to resolve the embarrassment with a light-hearted remark.

But he found that his throat seemed to be blocked by something and he couldn't utter a single word.

Guilt, pity, helplessness...all these emotions intertwined together, making him feel unprecedentedly heavy.

"Noer..."

Ling Chenyu finally spoke, his voice low and hoarse.

"I……"

The words are on the tip of my tongue, but I don't know where to start.

He owed her too much.

A simple "I'm sorry" or "Thank you" seems too pale and powerless.

Just then, a night breeze blew by, bringing a hint of coolness.

It also seemed to dispel the slight awkwardness between the two of them.

Lin Nuoer raised her head and looked at Ling Chenyu with a firm gaze, as if she had made some decision.

"Brother Chen, we still have a long way to go. No matter what the future holds, I hope we can be honest with each other like we are now, without fear of wind and rain."

When Ling Chenyu heard this, his heart felt warm, as if a warm current was flowing through his whole body.

He nodded, a gentle smile on his face.

"Okay, Nuoer, no matter how the future changes, I will always be your strongest support."

Under the moonlight, the two figures are about to stagger apart.

"what--"

"Tear--"