Song Yunuan nodded seriously.

Song Qinghuan almost stopped crying, she wailed quietly, "You don't know, the moment she grabbed my hand, I felt like I was caught by a poisonous snake, it's really scary!" ”

"I already have a rough idea of what she wants to do." Song Yunuan looked at Jin Chan, but said to Song Qinghuan.

"Do you still need to say it? I got it, too. Song Qinghuan glanced at Song Yunuan and said.

"Isn't she just trying to stir up a relationship between the two of us? After all, you are not the biological daughter of Emperor Hongyuan, and it is justifiable for me to clean you up. Song Qinghuan is still cowardly.

"And what else does she have for her purpose?" It can't be the only one, right?

Only this one is engaged in such a big battle?

Song Yunuan chuckled and said: "What she wants is the hearts of the people in the entire noble girl circle, she wants to become the queen of the world and be loved by tens of millions of people." ”

Song Qinghuan reflexively said: "Want to eat fart?" ”

"The Demon Butterfly Princess, who has been stinking for thousands of years, still wants to be a queen? Wake up, it's dawn, it's not time to dream. ”

Song Yunuan: "......"

"Haven't you thought that the history you know is false?" Song Yunuan said inexplicably.

"How is that possible? You're questioning my historical achievements. Song Qinghuan glared at Song Yunuan.

Song Yunuan sighed faintly and did not continue the topic.

The two of them were chattering here, and the golden cicada over there seemed to have suffered some grievances, and a group of noble girls comforted her, and there was something unfavorable to Song Qinghuan in her words.

Song Yunuan sensed that something was wrong, even if this group of noble girls wanted to compliment Jin Chan, it was impossible to slander Song Qinghuan.

Song Qinghuan is different from her, she is an imposter princess after all, but Song Qinghuan is a princess who is a serious princess, Jin Zun and Yugui, unless these noble girls are not sober-minded, it is impossible to slander Song Qinghuan.

Cuihua, do you see if this group of noble girls is controlled?

[I've just checked, and it's slightly affected.] 】

Is there a way to keep them awake?

[Yes, faith points are exchanged.] 】

How much?

[There are not many people, one is enough. 】

Okay, change!

Cuihua jumped in Song Yunuan's mind very much, faith value, good thing!

It's a pity that the host is too picky, and every time it doesn't dare to ask for more, one faith point can make it increase its cultivation.

Cuihua plucked a feather, and then said to Song Yunuan: [You have a feather fan in your backpack, you can just take it and fan them with the wind. 】

Feather fan?

Song Yunuan thought of the feather fan in Zhuge Kongming's hand, a little ......

It's indescribable.

Later, she remembered the rose-red feather fan in the bustard's hand......

She took a feather fan out of her backpack, and she was a little glad when she saw the fan, but fortunately it wasn't what she thought, otherwise she would only feel embarrassed.

The feathers of this fan can't be the feathers on Cuihua's body, right?

Pure white, very soft, and shiny is quite strong.

How does this thing work?

How far?

[It's okay to pretend to be a fan when you go over.] Cuihua's eyes are now full of golden faith in her paws, and her warm breath towards Song Yu is not ordinarily good.

It thinks it can be nicer to the host in the future, at least the faith is still delicious.

Song Yunuan felt quite stupid when she heard Cuihua's words.

It's snowing in this winter, so let her fan the wind with a feather fan, isn't this stupid?

But I'm looking forward to Jin Chan's discovery that the system's capabilities are failing.

"Yu Nuan, where did you get the fan? Why do I think this fan is a little pretty? Song Qinghuan stretched out her hand to touch it.

[Don't touch her.] Cuihua almost exploded when she saw the situation outside.

Why?

Song Yunuan raised her eyebrows.

[This is my feather, forget if you are my host, others can't touch it, if she wipes my feathers, it's a flirtation! ] Be responsible! 】

Song Yunuan: "...... "You still need others to be responsible for a beast?"

It's better not to fall in love if you're racially different.

Song Yunuan shook her head amusedly.

[You can also fall in love with different races, my great master mother and master are different races. 】

Do they have children?

Song Yunuan suddenly asked.

This is crooked before you know it.

[No, they won't have children.] 】

That's a must, reproductive isolation.

[! 】

Song Yunuan didn't want to have anything to do with Cuihua either.

She looked at Song Qinghuan with a smile and said, "The owner of the fan said that he can't touch it for you." ”

Song Qinghuan frowned and looked at her, "Isn't the owner of this fan you?" ”

Song Yunuan didn't nod or shake her head, she approached the noble girl step by step with a fan.

【Host! It's not right, there's something wrong with that fan! The system in Jin Cicada's mind suddenly spoke.

Jin Chan: What's going on?

[This fan can disarm my skills.] 】

Then I'll snatch it up.

The golden cicada's eyes showed a yin owl, how could he still have a lovely appearance just now?

She had already seen that many noble ladies had come to their senses, but they were just dazedly recalling what they had just said and done.

Why are they confused, how can they slander the eldest princess?

The eldest princess is so good, are they fascinated by ghosts?

Many noblewomen hesitated, and finally walked towards Song Qinghuan and apologized to Song Qinghuan with a blushing face.

Song Qinghuan didn't know that this group of noble girls was controlled, she only knew that they did slander themselves just now, and they were very different from usual, a bit like seeing their idols, what idols said was what they were, completely brainless.

However, this noble lady is a future gold lord and cannot be offended, so she begins to show her merchant side again.

"Miss Song, your fan is good." Jin Cicada stepped forward and said.

Many noble ladies who came to their senses were stunned, what does this Miss Song mean?

Not to mention others, even Song Yunuan was stunned.

Miss Song?

Who is she calling?

Seeing Song Yunuan stunned, Jin Chan was stunned for a moment and said, "Should it be called Miss Yun?" ”

Song Yunuan: "......"

She understood that this person did not recognize her status as a princess, let alone that she was a national teacher.

Although her identity as a national teacher has water, she has indeed done good deeds for the people.

She can't open the altar to ask for rain, but that doesn't mean she can't think of other ways.

She shook the fan, thinking that the wind of the fan should be a cold wind, but she didn't expect it to be a mild warm wind.

"Miss Jin, I know you don't like me, but even if you don't like me anymore, if you don't call me a national teacher on such an occasion, you should also call Princess Yujia." Song Yunuan felt that she was about to start scaring people again.

Song Qinghuan was very relieved of Song Yunuan, her little sister was full of combat effectiveness, so she rubbed it on the ground and told her about the sinister nature of society.

No matter how bad it is, there is still her.

Jin Chan stared at Song Yunuan and didn't speak.

Song Yunuan smiled, "Miss Jin, you just don't want to admit it anymore, my father didn't deprive me of my status as a princess, I am still Princess Yujia, a princess with a title and a fief." ”