Chapter 4415: You are rare for Longbo, my sister is not rare

Lianhua was dumbfounded, and looked at Qian'er sister with some wonder.

Qian'er said: "Just tell her according to this."

Although Lianhua was confused, she translated it to Zhaohui as usual.

Zhaohui narrowed her mouth for a long while before she said, "You are the one

chosen by the high priest. Don't you want to have a group of servants and

wives with no worries about food and clothing?"

Zhaohui's words don't need to be translated, Qianer can understand.

She chuckles: "I'm not rare."

"I do not believe."

Zhaohui doesn't believe it, and there are people who don't want to live a good

life.

Qian'er smiled and said, "Of course, I am not a fan of splendid clothes, but

the so-called good days here are too shabby for me, so I am not rare."

When Lianhua was translating, thinking of her identity as a princess, she

nodded vigorously.

But Zhaohui didn't understand: "What do you mean? I don't understand."

Lianhua couldn't help saying: "Are you stupid? My sister is the eldest

princess of Da Zhou. How rare is the life in our ruined village?"

Zhaohui was surprised: "Is she a princess?"

"This is still false? Can't you see the full-body tolerance of my sister

Qian'er?"

"I have eyes, want you to say it?" Zhaohui stared at Lianhua in disgust.

"Although she is difficult to understand, she doesn't need you to spread the

word here. Go away!"

Lotus sneered: "You tell me to go, and I will go? You are a maidservant of the

gods, so am I. Don't want to order me to do things, let alone this is my

sister Qianer, what are you?"

"Your sister? People's princess, what are you worthy of?"

"I... Sister Qian'er's queen is my Xiangu Master, Sister Qian'er said I can

call her sister!" Lian'er cried out angrily.

Zhaohui thought of the fairy couple who had appeared in the stockade a few

months ago.

It turns out that they are such noble identities, no wonder they look

different from ordinary people.

Especially that man, who only glanced from a distance, was the thrilling

beauty of Fengshen.

It is really enviable to be the daughter of that immortal couple.

With this in mind, Zhaohui inevitably looked at Qian'er again, but a feeling

of inferiority and sadness arose in her heart.

No wonder the high priest would choose a foreign woman to marry Long Bo.

It turns out that she is a princess.

With her status, even a Uzbek girl, even if she has a beautiful appearance, is

useless.

Zhaohui only felt discouraged.

Qian'er always paid attention to her expression. Seeing that her expression

changed, she knew that the emotions in her heart were ups and downs and

tangled.

She smiled and said: "Miss Zhaohui, I am older than you, and I have already

had a child, and I have my world and my responsibilities. You little stockade

is not where I will stay. So if you I really like Long Bo, so I can take the

initiative to fight for it."

Zhaohui couldn't help asking: "Are you really not marrying Long Bo?"

"You're so long-winded, Qian'er sister is a princess, not a country girl like

you, you are very rare for Longbo, my sister is not rare!" Lianhua became

impatient, "I can tell. It turns out that you like Longbo and want to marry.

Give it to him. Humph!"

Zhaohui's face was flushed immediately, but he did not refute.

Lianhua said: "We Uganda women dare to love and hate. If you like it, go after

it. It doesn’t look like a twitchy one! It just happens to allow the high

priest to let my sister Qian’er go home. Of course, if you don’t dare, also

That's it. I can only watch Long Bo marry other people."

After all, Zhaohui was only a seventeen-year-old girl, so excited, she slapped

the railing and stood up: "Who said I wouldn't dare?"