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

Zhu Ren and other old ministers were like dead leaves swaying in the autumn wind.

He stood up tremblingly, looking like a primary school student who was suddenly called, fearful yet heroic.

Their eyes changed from confusion to determination in an instant.

As if to say: "Come, judgement of fate, even if we die, we must die for a good cause!"

"Oh my, two honorable ladies, which 'Auntie and Sister-in-law' are you singing?"

Zhu Ren stroked his sparse white beard, his voice carrying a hint of flattery and helplessness.

"The throne of our Ling family is a hot potato. Normally, we dare not even touch it for fear of burning our hands. But you have directly started a 'battle for the throne'. Are you planning to settle it within the family?"

The old ministers on the side nodded in agreement, with confused expressions on their faces, asking "Who am I? Where am I? What am I doing?"

But in my heart, I was thinking crazily: "This palace fighting plot is even more twisted and bizarre than the story told by Aunt Wang at the entrance of our village!"

"My queen, if you two really want the throne, why don't we have a 'Ling Family Voice'? Whoever sings the best will be the emperor. How about that?"

An old minister who was usually known for his humor did not forget to make jokes at this moment, trying to use laughter to ease the tense atmosphere.

Another old minister was even more direct. He patted his belly and pretended to be deep.

"I say, shouldn't the throne of our Ling family have some traditions? For example, whoever can drink this pot of 'royal special' old wine in one breath will succeed to the throne, how about that? We must ensure fairness, justice and openness, and no dilution!"

As soon as these words were spoken, the entire hall burst into laughter, and even the two ladies who were originally on the verge of a tense situation could not help but twitch their lips.

This scene is even more lively than the Chinese New Year.

"Cough cough."

Zhu Ren cleared his throat and tried to get the atmosphere back on track.

"My two ladies, let's get back to the point. The throne is a matter of great importance. It belongs not only to the Ling family, but to the whole world. If you two really care about the future of the Ling family, why don't you sit down, have a cup of tea, and have a good chat. After all, a harmonious family is the foundation of everything."

The two extremely powerful and usually serious women, Princess Han Liu Jingshu and Queen Wen Yaner, rolled their eyes subtly at the same time.

As they looked at each other, it seemed as if thousands of words were crackling in the air, but they turned into a helpless and self-deprecating smile at the corners of their mouths.

This sudden sense of humor was like a thunderstorm on a summer afternoon, which came unexpectedly but just broke the solemn atmosphere in the hall.

"Look at our battle for the throne. It's called a palace drama, but it's actually more like a neighborhood dispute on the streets, mixed with some nonsensical comedy elements."

Liu Jingshu opened her red lips slightly, with a hint of teasing in her tone, as if she was commenting on a ridiculous acrobatic performance.

When Queen Wen Yan'er heard this, the corners of her mouth twitched and she secretly complained in her heart.

If Ling Chenyu hadn't been missing for so many years, leaving behind a mess, she wouldn't have to play the role of "vase queen" in the battle for the throne.

Back then, she was one of the most talented women in the capital, but now she is only regarded as "okay except for her face", which is really laughable.

"By the way, if Ling Chenyu were here, I guess we sisters could sit down and have a cup of tea and talk about our ideals in life. Why would we have to fight to the death for the throne?"

Wen Yan'er finally couldn't help but complain, and her words were filled with a hint of nostalgia and helplessness for the mysterious missing prince.

Upon hearing this, Liu Jingshu couldn't help but nodded in agreement, with a hint of complicated emotions flashing in her eyes.

“Yeah, if that guy were still here, maybe there would be more humanity and less intrigue in the palace.

It's a pity that he just disappeared from the face of the earth, leaving us all alone here."

Speaking of Ling Muxiao, old ministers like Zhu Ren felt both helpless about this unreliable emperor and a hint of mockery about their fate.

Ling Muxiao, this guy, instead of being the emperor, wants to imitate some ancient heroes and lead the army in person.

As a result, not only did he fail to achieve success, but he fell into the trap of King Han Ling Jinhan and lost the capital city to others.

"Look at their princess, Liu Jingshu. She is a man of both civil and military talents. Not only is she beautiful, but her brain is also faster than ours. Compared to her, our queen is like a little white rabbit meeting a big bad wolf."

Liu Jingshu shook her head and lightly tapped the Queen's nose with her fingertips, her tone full of ridicule.

Queen Wen Yan'er's cheeks turned slightly red, but she could only smile awkwardly and thought to herself.

"Humph, at least I have self-awareness. Unlike someone who knew he couldn't win but still went ahead anyway, and ended up getting himself into trouble."

Just as the two of them were chatting and making fun of the fight for the throne as if it were a child's play, a burst of hurried footsteps suddenly came from outside the hall, breaking the relaxed atmosphere inside.

A guard came hurriedly to report, looking nervous: "Reporting to the Queen, Emperor Yun's army is approaching the palace gate, the situation is critical!"

There was a flash of astonishment in Wen Yan'er and Liu Jingshu's eyes, then they straightened their robes, restored their former dignity to their faces, and prepared to face this sudden "finale".

"Let's go and meet this legendary Cloud Emperor."

Liu Jingshu took the lead, riding her majestic warhorse with a playful smile on her face, as if she was going to a reunion with old friends rather than to fight a powerful enemy.

The army behind her, led by her, marched in unison and with great momentum.

It’s like a group of actors about to perform a big play, each with their own roles and expectations.

Whether it's her and Wen Yan'er, or Ling Muxiao and Ling Jinhan, they all have internal conflicts.

The conflict with Yun Huang Yun Yi is an external enemy.

Of course they had to fight against foreign enemies together.

However, Liu Jingshu is undoubtedly the heroine of this drama. Her wisdom and courage have long been a legend inside and outside the capital.

As for Queen Wen Yaner, she is just a foil.

"Jingshu, you made this joke at the perfect time. We are going to fight someone, not to a teahouse to listen to a story."

Wen Yan'er followed closely behind. Although she complained, her eyes were shining with excitement. It seemed that she was also looking forward to this showdown with Emperor Yun, which would bring some excitement to her dull life in the harem.

When Liu Jingshu and Wen Yaner rushed to the battlefield exhausted, they were stunned by the scene before them.

Yun Yi was seen standing on a high place with an arrogant look on his face, surrounded by a group of younger brothers of the Yun Emperor Army, as if he was the master of the battlefield.

The remaining city defense troops were like lambs to be slaughtered, tightly surrounded and unable to move.

"Oh my god, is Yun Yi so bold that he dares to be so arrogant?"

Liu Jingshu rubbed her eyes, as if she couldn't believe what she saw.

She had heard that the city defense forces were extremely powerful, so why did they seem like a mob now?

Wen Yan'er was also surprised. She looked at the city defense soldiers lying on the ground, and a feeling of sadness rose in her heart.

But when she turned around and saw Liu Jingshu's nonchalant look, she suddenly felt that she might be overthinking.

"Princess Han, what should we do now? Should we rush in and fight, or should we use a 'beauty trap' to make Yun Yi bewildered and then take advantage of the opportunity..."

As Wen Yaner spoke, she did not forget to throw a coquettish glance, trying to give Liu Jingshu a "live demonstration".

Liu Jingshu almost couldn't hold back her laughter. She patted Wen Yaner's shoulder and spoke earnestly.

"Queen, we are here to fight, not to participate in a beauty pageant. If you really use this 'beauty trap', I'm afraid that Yun Yi won't be charmed before we laugh at him."

After saying this, Liu Jingshu put away her smile and her eyes became firm.