Chapter 4417 You Care About Luang Por, but My Sister Doesn’t

Lianhua was stunned and looked at Sister Qian'er with some confusion.

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

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

Zhaohui pursed her lips, and after a long while, she said: "You are the one chosen by the high priest. Don't you want to have a lot of servants and women, and have no worries about food and clothing?"

Zhaohui's words don't need translation, Qian'er can understand them.

She chuckled: "I don't care."

"I do not believe."

Zhaohui didn't believe that there were still people who didn't want to live a good life.

Qian'er smiled and said: "Of course, it's not that I don't care about fine clothes and fine food, but the so-called good life here is too shabby for me, so I don't care about it."

When Lianhua was translating, she thought of her status as a princess and nodded vigorously with deep understanding.

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

Lianhua couldn't help but said: "Are you stupid? My sister is the eldest princess of Dazhou, why do you care about the life in our poor village?"

Zhaohui was surprised: "She is a princess?"

"Is this fake? Can't you see the magnanimity of my sister Qian'er?"

"I have eyes, do you want me to tell you?" Zhaohui glared at Lianhua in disgust, "Although her words are difficult to understand, you don't need to be here to convey the message. Just go away!"

Lianhua sneered: "You told me to leave, and I left? You are a maidservant of the God, and so am I. Don't even think about ordering me to do things, let alone this is my sister Qian'er, who do you think you are?"

"Your sister? What kind of thing are you, my princess? Do you deserve it?"

"I...Sister Qian'er's mother is my fairy master. Sister Qian'er said I can call her sister!" Lianhua shouted angrily.

Zhaohui thought of the fairy couple that appeared in the village a few months ago.

It turns out that they have such a noble status, no wonder they look different from ordinary people.

Especially that man, from a distance, he looked breathtakingly handsome.

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

Zhaohui thought so in her heart, she couldn't help but look at Qian'er again, but she felt a little inferior and sad in her heart.

No wonder the high priest would choose a foreign woman to marry Luang Por.

It turns out she is a princess.

With her status, even a Uzbek girl with beautiful appearance is useless.

Zhao Hui only felt discouraged.

Qian'er always pays attention to her expression. Seeing the different changes in her expression, he knows that her emotions are ups and downs at this time, and she is constantly tangled.

She smiled and said: "Miss Zhaohui, I am older than you. I have been married and had children for a long time. Moreover, I have my own world and my responsibilities. Your little village is not a place where I will stay. So if you If you really like Long Bo, you can take the initiative to fight for him."

Zhaohui couldn't help but ask: "Are you really not going to marry Long Bo?"

"You are so verbose. Sister Qian'er is a princess, not a country girl like you. You care about Long Bo, but my sister doesn't!" Lianhua became impatient, "I finally heard it. It turns out that you like Long Bo and want to marry him." Give it to him. Hum!"

Zhaohui suddenly blushed, but did not refute.

Lianhua said: "We Uzbek women dare to love and hate. If you like it, go and pursue it. You will be so coquettish! Just so that the high priest can let my sister Qian'er go home. Of course, if you don't dare, you can also That’s it. I can only watch Luang Por marry someone else.”

After all, Zhaohui was only a seventeen-year-old girl. She was so excited that she slapped the railing and stood up: "Who said I don't dare?"