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Chapter 232 The Princess of the Subjugated Country 1

After a long pause, the system stammered, "Qingyu, let's change worlds. This world is a bit special."

Qingyu's brow furrowed slightly, a half-smile playing on her lips. "Special? How so? Are you hiding something from me?"

The system panicked and tried to come up with an excuse, but under Qingyu's intense gaze, it had no choice but to confess, "We've been to this world before. You met some people here, which might disrupt our plans to repair the soul."

such as……

Will Qingyu fall into the same predicament as before?

Qingyu hadn't expected it to be like this, but she already felt a sense of familiarity when she arrived...

After a moment of silence, she decided to accept her own feelings, "Since I'm here, I'll just let things take their course."

The system fell silent, no longer daring to show itself.

After tidying up the clothes, the maid came in and carefully helped Qingyu wash and dress. When she touched Qingyu's fair skin and graceful figure, the maid blushed and never went away.

After I got dressed, seeing the radiance of the person in front of me made me gasp for breath and feel a little dizzy.

She was stunningly beautiful, a beauty that could topple kingdoms.

Qingyu smiled gently and waved her sleeve. "Let's go."

The maidservant quickly stopped her, "Princess, His Majesty said that you should wear a veil..."

Qingyu understood immediately, vaguely guessing what the emperor was thinking, and then suddenly remembered the system's plot.

"No!" The system tried to appear sincere, explaining, "It's not that I don't want to give it to you, but since you've been to this world before, the plot only happens once. It's been used before, so it's gone now."

"Is that so?" Qingyu's narrow eyes were filled with a smile, and the two words she spoke were full of meaning, making the system's scalp tingle, and it nodded stiffly.

It had expected Qingyu to press for details, but to its surprise, the latter didn't say much and walked towards the banquet.

Along the way, Qingyu looked around and asked the maid beside her, which gave her a general idea of ​​the current situation.

This is the Chen Kingdom. She is Princess Qingyu, the most noble princess in the Chen Kingdom. She is favored by her father and mother and has a good reputation. Today's banquet is ostensibly to entertain the princes of neighboring countries, but in reality, it is to select a consort for her.

Emperor Chen made Qingyu wear a veil to test everyone.

Just as Qingyu walked to a spot not far from the main hall, she saw a beautiful woman moving gracefully in the distance. She possessed an extraordinary air about her and was a rare beauty.

Qingyu's intuition told her that this woman was no ordinary person.

Seemingly noticing her confusion, the maid explained in a low voice, "This is the most beautiful woman, Shao Mingyu."

After a pause, the maid said with some disdain, "Princess, you are of noble birth, rarely seen by ordinary people. Otherwise, how could the title of the most beautiful woman have fallen to Shao Mingyu?"

Qingyu smiled faintly, gave the maid a reproachful glare, and her eyes were full of charm as she spoke, "You certainly know how to talk."

The maid's heart raced with excitement, and she became even more obsequious, recounting everything she knew.

By the time Qingyu arrived at the banquet, she already knew roughly who would be there.

With a loud shout from the eunuch, all eyes turned to them—

Seeing the woman wearing a veil, graceful and elegant, approaching with her face concealed, everyone felt a surge of curiosity.

"Isn't the princess said to be exceptionally beautiful? Why is she wearing a veil?"

"A stunning beauty? No way! I think Miss Shao is already quite good."

"I think it's exaggerated. Miss Shao is already a rare beauty, the princess shouldn't be that exaggerated."

……

The crowd whispered amongst themselves, but remained extremely respectful on the surface, for everyone knew that Qingyu was Emperor Chen's most beloved princess, without exception.

Upon seeing Qingyu arrive, Emperor Chen, who was at the head of the table, smiled broadly. He even stood up, took Qingyu's hand, and said softly, "My dear Qingyu, are you tired from your journey? Your father has prepared your favorite lychees for you. Try them in a bit."

These words sent a chill down the spines of the others.

The lychee-growing area is quite far from the palace, and ensuring freshness during harvesting would likely require a significant amount of manpower and resources.

Emperor Chen really dotes on his daughter!

This was the first time Qingyu had truly felt closeness to someone. Before, no matter how much the characters in the story loved her, she always felt a distance between them.

But looking at the Emperor Chen before her, she felt a mix of bittersweet emotions, as if...

She really is Emperor Chen's daughter, a princess who has been pampered for over a decade.

Qingyu bowed gently and thanked him obediently, "Thank you, Father Emperor. You still love me the most~"

Emperor Chen laughed heartily and pulled Qingyu to sit down.

The banquet was packed with guests, especially many young and handsome men.

Qingyu observed these people openly and quickly identified three outstanding individuals.

Based on her experience, these three should be characters from the story.

She whispered to the maids around her about the identities of those people, and then she realized that the first one was her brother, Qingchen, her half-brother. The two were not familiar with each other, which explained why she felt neither closeness nor ill will towards him.

"The one on the left is Li Mo, the prime minister's eldest son. He is exceptionally talented in literature and has already become an official in the court at a young age."

"The one on the right is Young General Sanye. Although he comes from the countryside, his martial arts skills are not low."

"Sanye?" Upon hearing this name, Qingyu immediately became interested. She subtly sized her up, not expecting to see her through the veil. The latter immediately noticed and looked over with a sharp gaze—

There wasn't a trace of familiarity in his eyes. Qingyu was momentarily dazed, but then she vaguely realized that this person had lost his memory.

There seems to be something wrong with this world.

Qingyu withdrew her gaze, lowered her eyes, picked up the wine glass, and twirled it in her hand.

Mitsuha, on the other side, was so captivated by those delicate hands that she could hardly look away.

It used to be said that a beautiful woman's skin was like solidified cream, her fingers like slender scallion roots, and her lips like vermilion. Now, the first two lines are true, but who knows about the rest...?

Thinking of this, Mitsuha felt that she had been reckless, so she suddenly drank a glass of wine to suppress these absurd thoughts.

The redness on the tips of her ears lingered for a long time.

Qingyu idly fiddled with the jade beads in her hand, her gaze inadvertently falling on Shao Mingyu, only to see the woman beside her glaring at her with resentment.

She seemed oblivious to Qingyu's gaze, and after a long while, she composed herself and whispered something to Shao Mingyu beside her.

The latter's lips curved slightly, beautiful and shy, attracting the attention of the men around her.

Qingyu clicked her tongue inwardly, roughly understanding her own status.

Is she still the villainous female supporting character?

I just don't know if Shao Mingyu is the female lead?

Just then, the eunuch shouted again—

It turns out that it was Rong Jinnian, the prince of the neighboring country, who had arrived.

For some reason, the name sounded extremely jarring to Qingyu. She subconsciously frowned, trying hard to suppress her displeasure and straighten her posture.

Could it be her enemy?

Thinking this, a man walked in through the door. He stood with his hands behind his back, his black robe fluttering in the wind. He was tall and straight, with a cold and stern face, like a god descending to earth.

His eyes were deep and sharp, as if they could see through everything.

Each step was steady and powerful, exuding an invisible pressure that drew people's attention.