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

After watching the delivery boy slip away as if greased, Ling Chenyu plunged headfirst into the ocean of official duties.

He was planning to make a passionate confession of "No matter how many times the official duties abuse me, I will still treat the official duties as my first love."

But more often than not, he numbed himself with official duties and didn't think about Liu Yaoyao.

He was secretly thinking in his heart: These days, letters are busier than me. They come and go quickly, leaving no trace behind.

But the good times didn't last long. Ling Chenyu had just fought a few rounds of wits and courage with Gong Wen when he suddenly felt as if his heart was scratched by a cat's claws. He felt nervous and uneasy.

He slapped his forehead suddenly, and the little man in his heart began to make crazy suggestions.

"Hey, hey, hey, Master Ling Chenyu, have you forgotten something?

For example, the one in our family who fought the plague in Linjia County, was brave and fearless, and had both beauty and wisdom...

(Ten thousand words of praise omitted here)

Princess Liu Yaoyao!"

As soon as he thought of Liu Yaoyao, Ling Chenyu immediately switched from "workaholic" mode to "wife-protecting maniac" mode.

He rushed out in one step, almost tearing down the threshold, while still shouting.

"Leng Ying! Leng Ying!"

Leng Ying was chewing a dry steamed bun in the corner.

He looked up with a confused look on his face, his eyes full of doubt, "Your Highness, what is this all about?"

"Leng Ying, although one of us is cool and the other is funny, we have to be of one mind at critical moments, right?"

Ling Chenyu looked very serious (but in fact he was thinking: praise me for being so wise).

"Your medical skills are superb, comparable to the reincarnation of Hua Tuo. Oh no, you are even better than Hua Tuo. Hurry up and rush to Linjia County to serve as the princess's personal doctor and bodyguard. Do you understand?"

When Leng Ying heard this, his brows twisted into knots.

"Your Highness, doesn't Brother Yuncui already have the princess escorting you? If I suddenly go there, won't it be like a 'Three Heroes Fighting the Plague' scene?"

Ling Chenyu almost vomited blood, thinking to himself.

"This Leng Ying is usually a very reliable person, why is he so funny at the critical moment?"

But he still maintained the dignity of a prince on his face, covering his chest (in fact, he felt inexplicably uncomfortable in his heart).

"Alas, Leng Ying, you know that this plague is a very serious matter. If my princess gets a headache or a fever, my heart will be broken into pieces.

Where can you find a master as good as me?"

Leng Ying suddenly felt that his prince's concerns were well-founded and he could not refute them, so he could only pack his bags silently.

But I silently said in my heart: "Princess, princess, your charm is so charming that even my cold heart of stone is almost melted, not to mention the prince's glass heart."

However, as soon as Leng Ying stepped out of the door and his feet hadn't completely left the ground, he and the messenger staged a "two brave men wins when two meet in a narrow road" drama.

But this time the victory was not due to courage, but pure "accident".

The two of them were like the positive and negative poles of a magnet, right on target, and they bumped into each other.

The letters in the messenger's hand were scattered all over the ground, like fallen leaves in autumn, drifting in the wind, with a bit of messy beauty.

Leng Ying rubbed his nose, his face innocent but with a bit of confusion, "Who am I? Where am I? What am I doing?"

The messenger had an apologetic look on his face and waved his hands around, trying to catch the letters that were about to "sail away".

"Oh my god, are you going to give me a 'good start'? Or have you mastered the legendary 'human courier' skills and come here specially to deliver a 'surprise'?"

Leng Ying joked, trying to use humor to resolve the sudden embarrassment.

The messenger answered while panting as he was busy cleaning up the mess.

"The spies from Linjia County just sent us news at full speed, saying that the princess and Master Yun are simply the 'reincarnation of the God of Medicine'.

The plague has been successfully suppressed by them, and they will return triumphantly soon. Windy City will return to its former bustle!"

When Leng Ying heard this, his eyes lit up and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"These two are truly a 'king bomb' duo. They can stir up a storm wherever they go, even the plague has to bow down to them."

But then he thought of the journey he was about to embark on, and couldn't help but sigh and asked.

"Then your letter has not been sent out yet?"

The messenger scratched his head and said embarrassedly.

"Yes, yes, yes. I was just about to ask the prince for approval, but you 'intercepted' me."

Leng Ying's little abacus in his mind began to count the accounts.

"Since the princess's side has been taken care of, wouldn't my trip to Linjia County be 'extra baggage'?

No, no, I have to hurry back to the house and wait for the prince's 'approval'. If he gets the urge to arrange a 'one-day tour of the Windy City' for me, wouldn't that be great?"

Leng Ying's feet were flying, and with a gorgeous turn, he returned to the house, silently giving himself a thumbs up in his heart.

"See, that's what we call 'adapting to circumstances', unlike some people.

Oh no, sometimes I am always so impulsive, and almost staged a farce of "sending goose feathers from a thousand miles away, the gift is small but the sentiment is great, but in fact I don't need to go at all."

The messenger looked at Leng Ying's back blankly, muttering in his heart:

"How come Lord Leng Ying changes his expression every moment? It's faster than changing his face."

However, he did not think much about it. After all, strange things happened in the palace every year, and there were especially many this year. He had become accustomed to it.

The moment Ling Chenyu received the news, he seemed to be possessed by the spring sunshine, and the angle of his mouth was enough to make the stone lions at the door feel warm.

He grabbed the brush on the desk and planned to "splash ink to celebrate victory".

In his excitement, he splashed ink all over the paper, turning a landscape painting into an abstract work, which caused the servants who were peeping outside the door to burst into laughter.

"Haha, it seems that even the brush can't hold back the joy of this king and want to express it!"

Ling Chenyu said self-deprecatingly, then waved his hand with such grandeur that it seemed as if he was announcing it to the whole world.

"Leng Ying, just stay at home and count ants. The princess's triumphant army doesn't need your 'extra crutch'!"

Leng Ying was so happy that she almost couldn't help but blow a kiss to Ling Chenyu to express her gratitude.

Ling Chenyu had just dealt with the "Leng Ying incident" when Gan Chenggong rushed into the study room as if he had stepped on a Hot Wheels.

In terms of speed, even the cheetahs in the palace are ashamed of themselves.

"Boy Chen, boy Chen, has the plague in Linjia County been dealt with by that little girl Yaoyao?"

Gan Chenggong started shouting as soon as he entered the room, and his voice was so loud that even the ink block in the study shook three times.

Ling Chenyu looked at Gan Chenggong's impatient look and couldn't help laughing out loud.

"Haha, Elder Gan, you are well-informed. Good, good. Yaoyao and Yunyi have lived up to everyone's expectations and have successfully killed the plague in the cradle."

When Gan Chenggong heard this, his eyes widened bigger than bells, and the smug look on his face instantly turned into confusion, making him a walking example of "a hundred thousand whys".

He patted Ling Chenyu's shoulder violently, with such force that it seemed as if he wanted to break out Ling Chenyu's pectoral muscles.

"Boy Chen, who is Yun Yi? Is he a man? Is he handsome? Aren't you worried that Yaoyao might be kidnapped?"

Gan Chenggong asked four questions in one breath, and his speaking speed was so fast that even the parrot in the palace was ashamed of itself.

Ling Chenyu was a little confused by this series of questions.

He was stunned for a moment, then reacted and a helpless smile appeared on his face.

"Mr. Gan, your question is even more complicated than the palace's account books!

Yun Yi is Yun Cui's brother, and he is also the hero who helped Yao Yao fight the plague this time. He is a good man who can be relied on."

"Yun Cui's brother?

Yunborn's son?

Oh, that's not right, isn't Yun Boen just a girl? How can she be a son! "

When Gan Chenggong heard this, his brows were furrowed into the shape of a "川" character, and the expression on his face was more complicated than the maze in the palace.

He began to pace up and down the study, muttering to himself, like a detective solving an age-old mystery.

Ling Chenyu looked at Gan Chenggong's serious expression and came to his senses: "Mr. Gan, are you sure?"

Seeing Gan Chenggong's determined eyes, anger spread from the bottom of his heart. He actually let someone take away his beautiful wife right under his nose.