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

Liu Jingshu sipped the plum wine gently, and the aroma of the wine slowly bloomed on the tip of her tongue.

An inexplicable sense of familiarity surged over her like a tide, causing her to frown.

I muttered to myself, "Why does this smell so familiar? It seems to bring back my deepest memories."

She decided not to hesitate any longer, and taking advantage of the rare opportunity that Ling Jinhan, this great Buddha, stayed in the mansion, she found a seemingly casual opportunity and walked to his side.

He asked in a relaxed yet curious tone.

"Hey, Your Majesty, why is this plum wine so special? It tastes like... well, like the taste of an old friend."

Ling Jinhan was already upset by the changing situation in the court. When he heard this, his brows unconsciously twisted into a "川" shape.

Originally, with the help of Liu Yaoyao's magic water, the situation in the court was very good.

Unexpectedly, that cheap bitch escaped silently despite being surrounded by him.

The damn old emperor, without the support of the magic water, turned against him and wanted to burn his imperial teacher to death.

Fortunately, he always kept it tightly covered when he served as the national teacher.

The matter was finally settled after finding a scapegoat.

What’s even more infuriating is that those ministers went from flattering him to making excuses just because they didn’t have the magic water.

It is extremely difficult for him to get things done now.

Ling Jinhan's footsteps seemed to weigh a thousand pounds the moment he stepped into the mansion.

The huge rock called "throne" in my heart was ruthlessly pushed away by reality, and it seemed that I was one light year away from the coveted throne.

He smiled bitterly to himself. The world is changing faster than turning the pages of a book. Yesterday he was the center of attention, but today he is alone.

Back home, the tenderness and understanding I had expected turned into an endless sea of ​​questions.

This made his already exhausted heart even worse.

The "flower" that once could brush away the dust for him and bring him a moment of peace has now become a new source of trouble in his heart.

Just as Ling Jinhan was about to hide in the study and lick his wounds alone.

Liu Jingshu's words, like a spring breeze and a sharp blade, floated gently into his ears, with a barely perceptible cunning.

"Oh, my Lord, I am not joking.

Look at this plum wine, its color is attractive, its aroma is fragrant, it is exactly the same as the peach blossom wine brewed by that bitch Liu Yaoyao, it is simply her "soul work"!

Could it be that there is a wine-making expert hidden in our house who specializes in imitating her craftsmanship?"

As Liu Jingshu spoke, she made a surprised and playful expression, as if she had discovered some shocking secret.

When Ling Jinhan heard this, the corners of his mouth twitched and he secretly complained in his heart.

"This woman is really talking about things that are not related to the topic. However, what she said does make sense. This plum wine is indeed quite similar to the work of Liu Yaoyao."

He turned around, looking Liu Jingshu up and down with sharp eyes, trying to read more information from her expression.

"Oh? Princess, there is something behind your words. Could it be that you know something?"

Liu Jingshu chuckled and kept the question in suspense.

"Your Majesty, I am helping you analyze the situation. Liu Yaoyao may have escaped, but her influence is still there. This plum wine may be a clue she left behind."

Ling Jinhan frowned, and an idea flashed in his mind.

He had to admit that although Liu Jingshu's words were a bit joking, they did make sense.

Liu Yaoyao, that elf-like woman, was she really spying on his every move in the dark?

"Humph, even if it's her method, what can it do to me?"

Ling Jin snorted coldly, a look of determination flashing in his eyes.

"I am determined to take the throne! A mere Liu Yaoyao is not enough to stop me!"

After saying that, he strode towards the study.

Only Liu Jingshu was left standing there, looking at his departing back with a meaningful smile on her lips.

Liu Jingshu gently shook the wine glass in her hand, and the crystal clear liquid seemed to dance happily on her fingertips.

Every ripple seems to tell an unknown secret.

Her eyes suddenly became sharp, a sly smile appeared at the corner of her mouth, and the speculation in her heart burned like a flame ignited by strong liquor.

"Shadow Blade, come here."

Her voice was not loud, but it carried an unquestionable majesty, as if even the air was shaken.

Yingdao, the invisible guardian of the palace, appeared in front of Liu Jingshu in a flash.

His face was stern, but his eyes were extremely sharp, as if he could see through all the vanity in the world.

"What is the princess' order?"

Shadow Knife's voice was deep and powerful, just like the blade in his hand, ready to be unsheathed at any time.

Liu Jingshu smiled slightly and gently placed the wine glass in her hand on the table. The movement was so elegant that it seemed like she was performing a ceremony.

"Yingdao, go check the origin of this plum wine, especially find out who brewed it.

Remember, I want the most detailed information. Even the smallest clue cannot be missed."

When Yingdao heard this, a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes, but he immediately regained his composure.

He bowed respectfully and turned to leave.

"and many more,"

Liu Jingshu suddenly called him, with an even more cunning smile on her lips.

"Also, if this wine is really related to Liu Yaoyao, find an opportunity to kidnap her and inform me, but don't bring her back to the capital!"

Upon hearing this, the corners of Yingdao's mouth twitched slightly, but he quickly adjusted his expression, replied "yes", and disappeared into the night like a ghost.

Liu Jingshu looked at the direction where Yingdao left, with a confident light in her eyes.