After my soul traveled to ancient times, I don't want to be cannon fodder

If it wasn't for the purpose of reducing casualties, Yang Ying should have been killed directly.

But it didn't matter, she had tried.

She, the cannon fodder, cannot be killed, but Qi Yu, the male protagonist, can be killed.

Even if Qi Yu didn't want to kill her, he could still find a way to cripple her.

I'm just keeping her alive, it doesn't matter whether she dies or not.

Once they return to the capital, Yang Ying will surely cause trouble again, and then she will surely find another opportunity.

The girl's thoughtful eyes closed slightly, blocking out the starry sky. She immersed herself in the darkness, searching for her own sense of security.

The early autumn wind was blowing just right. Through the half-open car window, you could see the girl's peaceful sleeping face, as beautiful as a painting.

Qi Yu's throat rolled unnaturally, then he turned his head away, lowered his eyes, and perfectly hid his thoughts.

He still hasn't found the answer to Yang Ying's previous misconduct.

But he knew in his heart that it was an illusion caused by external force. When he swung his sword to kill Yang Ying, the illusion had disappeared.

At this moment, he was calm in front of everyone.

Only when he saw Zhong Ning did things start to stir.

The carriage continued on the official road, and after three days and two nights, it finally arrived in the capital.

After a simple wash, Zhong Ning followed Qi Yu into the palace and was led all the way to the emperor's study.

The magnificent building and the splendor within the red walls had already caused a dramatic upheaval in future history the moment she stepped in.

Many years later, Zhong Ning will still remember this moment.

That day, when she first entered the palace, she never thought that she would leave a significant mark in the history books of this fictional dynasty.

"My lord, see your majesty!"

"Zhong Ning, I greet His Majesty!"

Zhong Ning knelt on the ground with Qi Yu and saluted the man in the golden dragon robe above them.

There was a long silence in the air.

The emperor sitting above was still concentrating on reviewing memorials, as if he didn't hear anything.

Qi Yu showed a blank expression on his face as if he was used to it despite the deliberate and obvious neglect, but Zhong Ning frowned secretly.

She quietly moved her kneeling position and asked in a low voice:

"Master Qi, His Majesty is busy with government affairs at the moment. Why don't we withdraw first and come to see His Majesty when he is done?"

Qi Yu:……..

Qi Yu looked at her for a moment, and saw that her clear eyes were full of the meaning of "I am doing this for the good of Your Majesty."

Qi Yu's lips twitched slightly, and he subconsciously wanted to apologize to his superiors.

But before he could say anything, the man sitting on the dragon throne above him put down his tea bowl heavily.

With a clear knock, all the servants in the hall fell to their knees in an instant.

Zhong Ning opened his eyes wide and stared straight up.

The man above had a slightly cold look in his eyes, and he tried to use his imperial aura to suppress the arrogant little woman below.

Qi Yu, who was usually the calmest person, was also frightened to the point of breaking out in cold sweats during the silent confrontation between the two men, one big and one small.

Their expressions were exactly the same, and no one was willing to take a step back.

Qi Yu coughed lightly and reminded: "Miss Zhong, don't be presumptuous in front of His Majesty!"

Zhong Ning glanced at him, then looked at the man sitting at the top with cold eyes.

Then he stood up and bowed to the person above him, saying, "Your Majesty, please go ahead and let me know when you're done. I have something else to do. Farewell!"

After saying that, he turned around and left.

She came to help, not to suffer.

Who are you trying to embarrass here?

Qi Yu was dumbfounded. He immediately grabbed the man and urged him urgently, "What are you doing? Why don't you apologize to His Majesty?"

"May I ask, Lord Qi, which law of Dayong have I violated?"

"You..." Qi Yu was speechless for a moment, and then whispered again, "Offending the dragon's might is a capital crime!"

"Oh, Dragon's Might!" Zhong Ning couldn't help but sneer, "If he had this thing, Xirong, a small barbarian country, wouldn't have bullied him like this."

Qi Yu:……..

Emperor Yong: ……..

"How dare you!" Emperor Yong's eyes were cold and he shouted sternly.

Qi Yu immediately knelt down and pleaded guilty, "Your Majesty, please forgive me. Miss Zhong grew up in the mountains and didn't know the power of heaven. She didn't mean it!"

After saying that, Qi Yu bowed deeply.

What does it mean to grow up in the mountains? Doesn’t that mean she is uneducated?

Zhong Ning rolled his eyes at him, then turned to face Emperor Yong, straightened his body, and looked directly into those eyes that were about to spit fire:

"Why are you barking like a dog? Aren't you busy? Can't I just come and pay my respects to you another day? So your time is time, but my time is not time, right? I really give you face!"

Qi Yu:……..

Qi Yu covered his chest and stared at her in disbelief.

The whole person felt as if he was poured with a basin of cold water and almost fainted.

"Aunt, I beg you, just shut up!" Qi Yu bit out these words from between her teeth. If she said one more word, she might lose her head.

Emperor Yong was also shocked by Zhong Ning's sudden response, and his pupils shrank slightly.

He pointed his finger in Zhong Ning's direction with trembling hands, mumbling something, his chest heaving with anger.

No one dared to say a word, except Qi Yu, who kowtowed three more times and begged, "Your Majesty, please forgive me. I failed to teach her etiquette in time. This is my fault. I am willing to take the punishment on her behalf. I hope Your Majesty will take care of your health!"

All the servants in the hall shouted in unison: "Your Majesty, please take care of yourself!"

Emperor Yong took a few deep breaths and finally calmed down.

"You're so sharp-tongued! I haven't even said a word yet, but you already have ten waiting for me!"

"Then you should tell me!"

"you……."

Emperor Yong was speechless for a moment. He felt upset and nostalgic at the same time.

It was as if these things had happened to him before.

Emperor Yong beckoned, saying, "Come closer, let me see you!"

Zhong Ning took a few steps forward and was about two meters away from Emperor Yong!

The man in front of me was wearing a golden dragon robe, a golden dragon crown on his head, had fair skin, and a pair of peach blossom eyes.

This is what the book describes, about the heroine Yang Ying's appearance when she saw the emperor in her previous life.

The text suddenly became concrete.

Although he looks to be in his thirties or forties, one can tell from his appearance how handsome and elegant he was when he was young!

Isn't it romantic and cool?

He traveled incognito, slept wherever he went, and seduced a group of infatuated women who were longing for him to return. Although he seemed to be living a carefree life, how could those women survive?

Bah, you bastard who cheats on you!

Even more despicable than Jin Guangshan!

Emperor Yong looked at Zhong Ning and felt that he looked strangely familiar.

On the young and tender face are a pair of bright peach blossom eyes.

The mouth is like a pearl, and the eyebrows are like ink paintings.

The slender eyebrows of the distant mountains are undulating.

She looked exactly like the woman who was once vivid and lively in his memory.

"Zhen'er..." Emperor Yong couldn't help but murmured as he looked at Zhong Ning.

No, that's not right. She only looks 50% like Jane.

The other five points, if you remove the cold aura around him, he looks more like him!