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

She was clearly in the palace, still mad at him.

Yesterday she said she would make him his favorite sweet-scented osmanthus cake, why today...

Ling Chenyu's eyes gradually turned red and his voice choked up.

He shook his head violently, as if that could bring this illogical reality back into perspective.

"No, it's impossible, this must be a dream, yes, it must be a dream!"

It must be a test specially arranged for him by his father-in-law and Yaoyao.

Yes, that must be the case.

He needs to stay calm and not be easily fooled by these little tricks!

Thinking of this, he deliberately cleared his throat and put on an attitude of "I have seen through everything."

"Humph, tell me what's going on with these two bodies."

Everyone in the hall sighed when they saw this.

Some people sympathized with Ling Chenyu's situation, while others secretly thought that the palace was full of dangers and even the princess could disappear in an instant.

But no minister responded to Ling Chenyu.

At this moment, Ling Chenyu suddenly looked up as if he had thought of something.

His sharp eyes scanned everyone in the hall, as if he was trying to find a clue from their faces, a trace that could prove that this was just a prank.

"Who... who of you saw her? Who saw Princess Chen last?"

His voice was full of urgency and hope, but also mixed with a bit of uneasiness and fear.

Everyone looked at each other, and still no one answered.

This sudden change caught everyone off guard, not to mention that no one could remember Princess Chen's specific whereabouts yesterday.

Ling Chenyu was even more anxious.

He took a deep breath, tried to calm himself, then turned around and strode out of the hall.

Only one sentence remained in the air: "I will go and check it out myself. Whether she is dead or alive, I will find her!"

With Ling Chenyu's departure, the atmosphere in the hall became subtle again.

The eunuch stammered for a long while before he uttered a word.

"This is Princess Chen and her maid."

At this moment, a dramatic scene happened.

A hand stretched out from under the white cloth, accompanied by a "bang".

It's like a horror scene in a zombie movie, but here it adds a bit of absurdity.

Everyone's faces turned from white to blue, and then from blue to purple, just like a color palette, with all their thoughts racing in their minds.

"This... is this a fake corpse?"

If Ling Chenyu were present at this moment, he would definitely slap his thigh and laugh so hard that he would fall forward and backward.

"Haha, it seems that not only is my princess not dead, she also brings her own comedic effect!"

Unfortunately, he is busy performing the drama of "traveling thousands of miles to find his wife" at this moment.

And that hand just lay quietly on the ground, as if announcing to everyone.

"The fun is yet to come!"

Ling Chenyu felt so depressed that it was even more bitter than eating Coptis chinensis.

He went straight to Zhaochun Palace, but was stopped outside the palace by the head palace maid Meihong.

"Your Majesty, the Imperial Concubine is ill and will not see any guests."

Mei Hong held her head high and looked at the man in front of her with disdain.

"I learned that the imperial concubine was ill, so I came here specially. Is Aunt Mei planning to resist me from coming here to show my filial piety?"

Mei Hong completely ignored Ling Chenyu's cold face and remained arrogant.

"Your Highness, you are joking. The Imperial Concubine is blessed by heaven, so there is no need for Your Highness to worry. It is Your Highness who should pay attention to the Princess' affairs."

Is it the princess's matter again?

"Heh, when will it be your turn to take care of the affairs of this prince and princess?"

Mei Hong looked Ling Chenyu up and down, the contempt in her eyes was so real.

"Hehe, Prince Chen is really generous."

Mei Hong stopped talking about these nonsense and gave some instructions to the guards.

The guards were trembling with fear. Asking them to stop Ling Chenyu would be like a mantis trying to stop a chariot.

They are afraid.

Mei Hong knew what these people meant without having to think.

She glanced at Ling Chenyu and taught the guards a lesson.

"What are you afraid of! Don't you see how filial Prince Chen is? Why would he cause trouble here?"

Everyone is smart and of course they know that Aunt Mei's words are meant to educate Ling Chenyu in secret.

How could Ling Chenyu not hear the hidden meaning? He laughed secretly in his heart.

It was as if a wonderful pantomime was being performed in Ling Chenyu's heart.

The corners of his mouth twitched slightly, and he secretly complained in his heart.

"Aunt Mei, Aunt Mei, you are not just blaming someone indirectly, you are just saying 'don't hit someone in the face, don't expose someone's shortcomings'! Is it your turn to worry about the affairs of this prince and princess?"

He suppressed his displeasure and smiled a smile brighter than the peach blossoms in spring.

He just asked Leng Feng to go back and check, and he said that the princess was not in the palace. She went to pray with Concubine Ning yesterday.

Now Concubine Ning has returned to the palace, but Yaoyao has not come back.

The eunuch said that Yaoyao was dead, but he naturally didn't believe it.

Now we need to find out where Liu Yaoyao is, and the source of all this is the fire in Zhaochun Palace last night.

"Aunt Mei, you make it sound like I'm a cold-blooded person. I know what's going on with the princess, but I'm also concerned about my mother's well-being. Isn't that right?"

Mei Hong sneered.

"Prince Chen has good intentions, and I know that. But the rules cannot be broken. The Imperial Concubine is recuperating and should not be disturbed. Besides, does Prince Chen not need to take care of the Imperial Concubine's funeral?"

Ling Chenyu's face instantly turned paler than the white jade bricks of the palace wall.

I felt like I had just eaten a bowl of plain noodles with no salt and added bitter melon juice.

He opened his eyes wide and looked around in disbelief, as if he was trying to confirm whether he had entered the wrong set or had suddenly developed selective deafness.

"This... this... what is going on? How come I became a 'widow' overnight?"

Ling Chenyu muttered to himself, and the corners of his mouth twitched unconsciously, as if he was making a silent protest.

He turned to look at Mei Hong, his eyes filled with both inquiry and dissatisfaction.

"Aunt Mei, what kind of joke are you playing on me? The princess is obviously fine, how come she has become a 'deceased person'?"

Mei Hong was helpless when she saw this and thought to herself.

"Prince Chen usually seems quite smart, why does he get confused at the critical moment?"

But she still maintained the necessary respect on the surface and spoke lightly.

"Lord Chen, I am only following orders. You should go and find out the details yourself."

Ling Chenyu became even more furious when he heard this.

"Find out? Is there any need to check? The princess is clearly here..."

Having said this, he suddenly realized that he had almost let the cat out of the bag, so he quickly stopped talking and spoke in a more determined tone.

"Alright! I will personally investigate and see who is behind this and curse the soul of my princess to death!"

After saying that, he flicked his sleeves and turned to leave.

It was as if he was going to overturn the entire palace and find the culprit who spread the rumors.

However, after taking two steps, he seemed to remember something important. He stopped abruptly and turned back to say to Mei Hong.

"Aunt Mei, you have to leave a way for me. What if the princess suddenly comes back and can't find me?"

When these words came out, even Mei Hong couldn't help but roll her eyes.

However, she still nodded, agreeing.

Ling Chenyu, as if struck by lightning, rushed to the gloomy palace again at the speed of wind.

He took a deep breath, as if to cheer himself up, or as if he was making final mental preparations for the scene he was about to see.

Then, he waved his hand violently, and the movement was so graceful that one could mistakenly think that he was about to draw his sword and start dancing instead of lifting a piece of white cloth.

"Humph, I want to see which blind fellow dares to play such a trick under my nose!"

Ling Chenyu thought to himself, with a playful smile on his lips. That smile contained both curiosity about the unknown and confidence that he was about to reveal the truth.

He slowly stretched out his hand and touched the cold, white cloth with his fingertips, as if he was performing a sacred ritual.

Suddenly, he lifted it up violently, and the white cloth flew into the air like a cloud swept up by a strong wind, then slowly fell down, and finally spread on the ground, revealing a body...

Uh, wait, why does this "corpse" look a little off?

Ling Chenyu widened his eyes and looked carefully at the "corpse" in front of him.

It's all burned to charcoal, how can it be distinguished?

Ling Chenyu's gaze moved down and fixed on the colorful phoenix bracelet on his wrist.

Isn’t this the gift he gave to Yaoyao?

So, this corpse is really Yaoyao?