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

As a princess, Liu Yaoyao is naturally very stylish.

She walks like she is walking on the red carpet, and every step exudes the aura of "I am the queen, shining with confidence".

As for Lin Nuo'er, she knew everything in her mind like a mirror.

It's obvious that she wants to stage a "princess turns into a supporting actress in a palace fighting drama" drama, but on the surface she has to pretend to be like a little white rabbit, well-behaved and sensible.

When he saw Liu Yaoyao, he bowed and greeted her with a smile so sweet that it was sickening.

But privately, he wished he could take out a little notebook and write down every "blood debt", ready to repay it double in the future.

The days seemed to be pressed in slow motion, passing by leisurely one by one.

Life in the palace was basically harmonious, except for a few mice occasionally trying to challenge the cat's authority.

Oh no, that's wrong. Except for Lin Nuoer who occasionally does some small things in secret.

For example, secretly adding some "ingredients" into Liu Yaoyao's teacup.

Of course it was a harmless one. After all, she wasn't bold enough to poison him directly.

As a result, Liu Yaoyao saw through it at a glance and took it back with a smile.

She said it was for Ling Muxiao who was working overtime at night to refresh himself, which scared Lin Nuoer so much that she almost fainted on the spot.

As for Ling Muxiao, who sits on the throne, he has also been playing the "low-key, luxurious and meaningful" route during this period.

Normally, as a strong contender for the throne, he should be busy winning over people's hearts and planning palace fighting dramas every day.

But he just doesn't play by the rules. All day long he either spends his time in the study studying how to make better tea, or in the garden chatting with the flowers and plants.

Occasionally, I would be chased all over the yard by the cats in the palace. That scene was even more joyful than watching a comedy.

As for the throne, it is simply a hot potato.

If Ling Chenyu didn't mention it, Ling Muxiao would be happy to pretend to be deaf and dumb.

Ling Chenyu's thoughts were: The throne? That thing is too heavy, let's leave it to those who want it. This prince likes this free and easy life.

Ling Muxiao's inner thoughts were: it's impossible to return the throne or something like that, not even in this lifetime.

At most, he would take it out for a walk occasionally, which would make those ministers anxious, while he would leisurely eat melon seeds beside them, watching the fun without minding the trouble.

Therefore, during this period of time, such a strange scene appeared in the palace:

On one side, Liu Yaoyao and Lin Nuoer are performing a light comedy of "fighting openly and secretly".

On one side, Ling Chenyu is living his "retirement" life leisurely and contentedly.

Occasionally, he would drag Liu Yaoyao along to enjoy the pastoral life experience of "the couple returning home together" in the palace.

On this day, the sun was shining brightly, the birds were singing, and the flowers were fragrant. Ling Chenyu walked leisurely to the court with his signature "calm as an old dog" expression.

Just as a group of ministers were preparing to start today's "morning court napping competition", a messenger soldier rushed into the hall like an arrow from a bow.

In his hand, he was still tightly clutching a letter that was sent urgently over 800 miles away. It looked as if what he was holding was not a letter, but a huge melon that was about to explode the whole place.

Ling Muxiao, our emperor who is usually known as the "expressionless emperor", his expression instantly changed from "Antarctic glacier" to "calm before a volcanic eruption" after receiving the letter.

The corners of his mouth twitched slightly, as if he was engaged in an intense inner drama.

"Hold on, I'm the emperor, I can't lose my composure in front of all the ministers!"

After some psychological preparation, he threw the letter to Ling Chenyu with a gesture almost like throwing a hot potato.

They were afraid that if too many letters stayed in the air above the hall for even a second, it would pollute the air.

When Ling Chenyu received the letter, his expression instantly changed from "pretty boy" to "white-faced".

His eyes were wide open, his mouth opened wide enough for an egg to fit in, and he felt mixed emotions.

It turned out that the letter mentioned that the two generals Zhou Xuan and Lin Fang who came from Yun Kingdom had secretly mastered the "rebellious technique" at some point.

Not only did they "kidnap" their big brother Gan Chenggong, they also spread the word:

Either cede the seven border cities to the Yun Kingdom, or wait and see Gan Chenggong's head "sunbathing" on the city gate.

In the hall, the ministers were stunned for a few seconds, and then the scene became very awkward.

The air is filled with the feeling that "the melon is too big to be eaten."

Some ministers began to rub their eyes secretly, fearing that they had seen it wrong.

Some began to communicate in low voices, trying to find a little comfort from the other person's expression.

Others simply turned on the "play dead mode" and silently said in their hearts: "Can't see me, can't see me..."

Here, Ling Chenyu's eyes almost popped out of their sockets.

It took a while before he slowly returned to his position as if bounced back by a spring, and finally climbed out of the abyss of shock with difficulty.

He took a deep breath and prayed silently in his heart.

"If Liu Yaoyao knew about this, I would probably be chased around by her with a frying pan and beaten with it for free, and she would even give me a set of 'Give Me Back My Pretty Fist' as well."

However, when he turned around, suppressing the turmoil in his heart, an ominous premonition came like a thunderstorm on a summer afternoon.

It came suddenly, without any warning.

Ling Chenyu frowned and muttered in his heart: "This is not right.!"

Gan Chenggong is a hero who guards the southern border.

His muscles are tougher than beef jerky, and when he starts a fight, even tornadoes have to avoid him.

Not to mention that there was a group of Yunshen Army following him.

That was the treasure he and Liu Yaoyao dug out from the basement of the Yun Kingdom altar during an expedition.

They are all loyal and treat Liu Yaoyao better than their own mother. How could they easily turn against her?

"Wait, there must be something fishy going on here, something more cunning than a cat!"

Ling Chenyu slapped his forehead, as if sparks of wisdom could be generated.

He suddenly stretched out his hand and grabbed the messenger by the collar like an eagle catching a chick. The messenger was so scared that his eyes widened bigger than bells and he almost wet his pants.

"What kind of drama is going on in the seven border cities? Where is Yunxian Team 1?"

Ling Chenyu looked serious.

The messenger was so confused by this series of questions that he stammered after a while:

"Sir, things suddenly went haywire at the border. It seems like the Yunxian team was kidnapped by some mysterious force. Now the entire southern border is in chaos!"

Ling Chenyu almost burst out laughing.

"Kidnapping? Nowadays, even gods can be kidnapped? How stupid must this kidnapper be, or does he simply want to experience the thrill of being besieged by the gods?"

However, even though he was laughing, Ling Chenyu knew in his heart that this matter could be a big deal or a small one, and had to be dealt with quickly.

Otherwise, Liu Yaoyao's anger would be enough to roast him into "Ling-style barbecue", crispy on the outside and tender on the inside.

He patted the messenger on the shoulder.

The force was so strong that it seemed as if he was going to knock the other person into the wall, but there was a warm smile on his face, as if to say: "Hey, boy, you did a good job, I'll give you a chicken drumstick later!"

"Okay, go back first and tell everyone that I will find out the truth right now and make sure those kidnappers know that messing with the prince of our Da Ling Dynasty is worse than messing with bees!"

After Ling Chenyu finished speaking, he did not forget to strike a handsome pose, as if he was about to embark on a journey to save the world.

After saying these bold words, Ling Chenyu saluted in the direction of Ling Muxiao.

Etiquette is so casual, just like when you forget to bring your keys when you go out in the morning and just say hello to your neighbor.

Then, as if he was equipped with rocket boosters, he disappeared from the spot like a gust of wind, leaving behind only a long laugh and dust that had not yet dissipated in the air.

The court officials were left standing there in a mess in the wind, looking at each other in bewilderment.

This... who is this great god?

How come it runs faster than their cat?

Ling Muxiao sat on the dragon throne, pinching his fingers viciously, making a "crunching" sound.

The force was so great that it seemed to crush the armrests of the dragon throne into powder.

He stared at the direction where Ling Chenyu disappeared, secretly complaining in his heart.

"How dare this guy be so unreasonable in front of me! I am the emperor, the emperor! He just left without even saying goodbye!"

However, even though he secretly criticized Ling Muxiao, he was well aware of Ling Chenyu's strength and importance.

At this precarious moment, what they need is unity to fight against foreign enemies together.

He took a deep breath, tried to calm himself, and began to prepare for the impending crisis.

"Come here, pass on my order to immediately summon all the generals to discuss border rescue!"

Ling Muxiao's voice echoed in the empty hall, carrying with it unquestionable majesty.

For a moment, the entire palace became busy, and everyone was preparing for the upcoming battle.

Ling Chenyu has already embarked on the journey to the border, his heart filled with anticipation for the unknown and desire for victory.

"Hmph, Ling Chenyu, just wait and see! Once I resolve this crisis, I'll show you how I'll deal with you!"

Ling Muxiao swore secretly in his heart, but a barely perceptible smile appeared on his face, as if he had seen the dawn of victory.