The system is a broken bowl

After all, Yan Yingjun is a royal princess. She has strong points in looking at people's hearts and analyzing the pros and cons. Besides, she also really likes Song Chen.

"Brother Chen, can you tell me a story about you and Sister Zixuan and Sister Jingci?"

Yan Yingjun changed his expression, his eyes were shining with hope, and his expression was playful.

What a situation!

Song Chen staggered. Just now he looked like a high-ranking imperial princess, but now he has turned into a coquettish little girl?

It seems that women all have the potential to be ever-changing queens, but you can't control and predict it.

"Let's visit Yunzheng Xiawei first."

Song Chen said.

He had to change the subject to cover up the awkwardness of the situation.

"Okay, okay! But I still want to fly on a dragon."

Yan Yingjun smiled again, still captivating the country.

Maybe she didn't even realize that her smile was the "nirvana" against Song Chen.

With a serious look on her face, she is a goddess who is aloof and unconventional.

She is a charming fairy when she shows her face and smiles. Pretending to be a princess with Song Chen and talking about national affairs and the common people in the world with Song Chen will only alienate or even widen the distance between them.

…

Jinsha Xuan.

Murong Feixue had no appetite, so she only ate one or two snacks and drank a small bowl of porridge.

Although she knew that Song Chen was fine and was in Lingbaozhai with her elder brother, she still felt a little upset for some reason.

This feeling was very strange, as if Song Chen left her alone in Jinshaxuan and ran out to have fun.

Although she and Song Chen had rested separately at night before, and she also couldn't see Song Chen all night, she had never had this weird feeling.

"Sister Xue'er, why do you look so distracted? Are you feeling unwell?" Qin Wan asked with concern.

"Ah! No, no! I just feel a little homesick." Murong Feixue suddenly came back to his senses and hurriedly found an excuse.

Qin Wan felt a pain in her heart and hurriedly held Murong Feixue's little hand. "It's all our fault. Your wedding has delayed your schedule. Even your uncle is complaining about us."

Of course Qin Wan knew about the Great Zhou Empire, so she understood Murong Feixue's feelings better.

"How could it be? We are all very happy to stay and attend the wedding of my eldest brother and sister-in-law. Besides, Brother Chen's little dragon is very fast. It can fly to the Great Zhou Empire in just ten days."

As soon as she mentioned flying on a dragon, the uneasiness in Murong Feixue's heart immediately disappeared. "Sister-in-law, you haven't ridden Brother Chen's dragon yet, have you? It's really interesting!"

Qin Wan felt a little uncomfortable when she heard this. It always feels weird, how can I ride Brother Song Chen's "little dragon"?

"Stop talking about this! Sister Xue'er, don't you seriously consider your sister-in-law's suggestion? You are going to marry Brother Song sooner or later anyway, why bother to stick to royal etiquette?"

Qin Wan suddenly said mysteriously: "Sister-in-law, I heard that Brother Song already has several wives and a son who is several months old."

"I know this. Brother Chen has told me, and the cultivation of several sisters is higher than mine."

Murong Feixue said softly.

Although she tried to look natural, she still felt a little sad.

She used to be very confident, and even though she was already a down-and-out prince, her arrogance was still there.

She loved Song Chen, and Song Chen also loved her, but now she had some inferiority complex, especially after having that strange feeling, which became more and more obvious.

"So! Sister, please stop being reserved. Sister-in-law, I also heard that there are many beauties in the City of Sands who are thinking about Brother Song! Not to mention, there are two female holy envoys in the late Tianjin realm who meet each other. People said that they were Brother Song’s women.”

After all, Yan Yingjun is a royal princess, and her strengths include looking at people's hearts and analyzing the pros and cons. Besides, she also really likes Song Chen.

"Brother Chen, can you tell me a story about you and Sister Zixuan and Sister Jingci?"

Yan Yingjun changed his expression, his eyes were shining with hope, and his expression was playful.

What a situation!

Song Chen staggered. Just now he looked like a high-ranking imperial princess, but now he has turned into a coquettish little girl?

It seems that women all have the potential to be ever-changing queens, but you can't control and predict it.

"Let's visit Yunzheng Xiawei first."

Song Chen said.

He had to change the subject to cover up the awkwardness of the situation.

"Okay, okay! But I still want to fly on a dragon."

Yan Yingjun smiled again, still captivating the country.

Maybe she didn't even realize that her smile was the "nirvana" against Song Chen.

With a serious look on her face, she is a goddess who is aloof and unconventional.

She is a charming fairy when she shows her face and smiles. Pretending to be a princess with Song Chen and talking about national affairs and the common people in the world with Song Chen will only alienate or even widen the distance between them.

…

Jinsha Xuan.

Murong Feixue had no appetite, so she only ate one or two snacks and drank a small bowl of porridge.

Although she knew that Song Chen was fine and was in Lingbaozhai with her elder brother, she still felt a little upset for some reason.

This feeling was very strange, as if Song Chen left her alone in Jinshaxuan and ran out to have fun.

Although she and Song Chen had rested separately at night before, and she also couldn't see Song Chen all night, she had never had this weird feeling.

"Sister Xue'er, why do you look so distracted? Are you feeling unwell?" Qin Wan asked with concern.

"Ah! No, no! I just feel a little homesick." Murong Feixue suddenly came back to his senses and hurriedly found an excuse.

Qin Wan felt a pain in her heart and hurriedly held Murong Feixue's little hand. "It's all our fault. Your wedding has delayed your schedule. Even your uncle is complaining about us."

Of course Qin Wan knew about the Great Zhou Empire, so she understood Murong Feixue's feelings better.

"How could it be? We are all very happy to stay and attend the wedding of my eldest brother and sister-in-law. Besides, Brother Chen's little dragon is very fast. It can fly to the Great Zhou Empire in just ten days."

As soon as she mentioned flying on a dragon, the uneasiness in Murong Feixue's heart immediately disappeared. "Sister-in-law, you haven't ridden Brother Chen's dragon yet, have you? It's really interesting!"

Qin Wan felt a little uncomfortable when she heard this. It always feels weird, how can I ride Brother Song Chen's "little dragon"?

"Stop talking about this! Sister Xue'er, don't you seriously consider your sister-in-law's suggestion? You are going to marry Brother Song sooner or later, why bother to stick to royal etiquette?"

Qin Wan suddenly said mysteriously: "Sister-in-law, I heard that Brother Song already has several wives and a son who is several months old."

"I know this. Brother Chen has told me, and the cultivation of several sisters is higher than mine."

Murong Feixue said softly.

Although she tried to look natural, she still felt a little sad.

She used to be very confident, and even though she was already a down-and-out prince, her arrogance was still there.

She loved Song Chen, and Song Chen also loved her, but now she felt a little inferior, especially after having that strange feeling, which became more and more obvious.

"So! Sister, please stop being reserved. Sister-in-law, I also heard that there are many beauties in the City of Sands who are thinking about Brother Song! Not to mention, there are two female holy envoys in the late Tianjin realm who meet each other. People said that they were Brother Song’s women.”