The Female Cannon Fodder Is Highly Poisonous

What is in the eyes is what you see naturally.

But Yu Ji only had Ruan Tang in his eyes.

Ruan Tang didn't expect him to be so naive. In this era, he is obviously old enough to be a father, but he is no different from a few years ago.

"Why, didn't you notice?" Yu Ji felt a little wronged, he didn't even need to look in the mirror to know who was in his eyes.

Ruan Tang looked at him ignorantly: "What did you find? Ah, daddy is here!"

Seeing her waving her whip and galloping her steed towards the official road, Yu Ji shook his head helplessly.

But then he waved his whip and followed quickly.

This time when Ruan Min heard about it, he no longer concealed his power. He led five thousand imperial guards and entered Qinghe with great fanfare.

There were a few guards in front, Ruan Minwen, Ruan Laosan Changyin and a few counselors were in the middle, the whole group was chatting and laughing, but suddenly their master sped up his horse and ran towards the city gate.

"My lord, this is..."

"You forgot, the lord has a bright and beautiful jewel in his palm."

"Oh, so it's Her Royal Highness!"

Ruan Minwen proclaimed himself king outside the Great Wall and claimed to be the king of Han, so his daughter was naturally the princess.

"Let's go, let's hurry up and meet Her Royal Highness!"

But no matter how hard they rush, they won't be able to catch up with Ruan Minwen.

"Daddy!"

"Tangtang..."

The last time we met was a year ago, but now seeing his daughter who has grown up a lot, Ruan Minwen almost burst into tears.

After dismounting, Ruan Minwen hugged Ruan Tang for a long time as if no one was watching.

I miss my old father.

Before the father and daughter could tell their hearts, Yu Ji came over.

As Yu Ji grew bigger and bigger, Ruan Minwen's attitude towards him seemed to be back to the beginning. Even though he knew that Yu Ji was not a pervert and had no bad intentions, Ruan Minwen, who knew what would happen in the future, still didn't want to give him any good looks.

"Teacher." Yu Ji was very respectful, no matter what Ruan Minwen's attitude was, he always regarded himself as a junior, half a son.

Seeing him being so polite, Ruan Minwen felt uncomfortable, nodded casually, and looked at his daughter again.

After Ruan Minwen spoke a few words to Ruan Tang, the large army rushed up.

"Meet the princess!"

The voices of the counselors and the imperial guards behind him shook the sky, making the whole earth tremble.

Princess?

Even the daughters of the royal families in those small countries today are called princesses, because their fathers are only the lords of one side and have not ascended the throne as emperors.

Nowadays, all the heroes are fighting for hegemony in order to aspire to the top of the world and be able to ascend the throne as emperor.

Everyone has ambitions, but no one is as forthright and ambitious as Ruan Minwen.

If the people below could call it that, he naturally agreed.

So, when Ruan Tang looked up at him, he just smiled, "My little princess will soon become the princess of the whole world."

Then Ruan Tang looked at the imperial guards and counselors, told them to get up, and said that she had worked hard all the way, and she had already ordered someone to arrange a dust-cleaning banquet, and she was waiting for them to come.

When the group arrived at the gate of the city, the gate was already wide open, and all the families sent people to greet them at the gate.

A few years ago, if anyone dared to bring an army to Qinghe, these aristocratic families would not be the first to agree.

But now, Ruan Minwen's power has risen, and it's obvious that he won't get any benefit from being an enemy, so it's better to make friends with him, or help him, and when he ascends the throne in the future, they will also get rewards.

Furthermore, Ruan Minwen is now alone, but after becoming the throne, he will have an heir. When the time comes...

I’m sorry, I’ve been sleeping very poorly lately, and I’ve had migraines when I’m not sleeping well. It’s been a vicious cycle, and I can’t write more when I want to write, and I can’t write because I have a headache when I look at the computer.