Girl, there's something wrong with you

The princess sister finally breathed a sigh of relief.

After a long period of persuasion, she finally convinced her mother to give up the idea of ​​"removing the chief minister."

As long as Empress Dowager Yu does not issue an edict, her uncle will naturally not be able to take risks, otherwise it will really cause civil strife, which is enough to completely ruin his reputation.

It's just that the combination of mother + uncle is really a headache. If you don't pay attention, big news will come out, which makes the eldest princess of Nankang feel exhausted.

When they came to the imperial study room, the princess sister saw that Luling was teaching the little emperor.

"... Low-level puppets and high-level demons actually use each other. The puppets rely on demons to conquer human military fortresses because they themselves are extremely vulnerable to heavy military firepower."

"The demons use puppets to transform humans. The demons themselves have a strong instinct to reproduce the race, but the efficiency of a single transformation is too slow. Since the success rate of transforming from human women to demons is very low, most of them will become puppets.伥, so letting the puppet group prey on the human group is the most efficient for the demons."

"Therefore, for the puppets, we must proactively suppress and clean up them, especially to curb the growth of their numbers; for the demons, we must avoid a long-term state of war. To fight, we need to achieve success once and must not be dragged into a protracted war. , so as not to be summoned by the opponent's puppets and increase the casualty ratio..."

The little emperor was listening with a frown on his face. Suddenly he noticed his eldest sister coming in from the door, and immediately stood up happily:

"sister!"

"Sister, you're back?" Lu Ling was also a little surprised, and suddenly noticed something was wrong with her appearance, a little too delicate, "You put on makeup? Um, no... you had plastic surgery?"

Her prosthetic eyes swept around the princess sister's face, and then she was held down by Nan Kang.

"Don't scan me."

"What does it matter?" Lu Ling said with a smile.

The princess sister looked at the obviously absent-minded little emperor and sighed secretly.

Her younger brother didn't care about political courses so much as he didn't care at all.

The strange thing is that he has considerable talents and interests in painting, music and literature.

In terms of psychological career structure, Sima Shigen belongs to a very typical "elegant" structure, that is, perceptual than rational, full of creativity and creative desire, and prefers to be alone than to deal with people... No matter from which perspective Look, none of them are suitable candidates to be emperor.

However, this younger brother, because he is his father's eldest son, has to shoulder responsibilities and weight that he is unwilling and unfit to bear.

After thinking about this, she couldn't help but think of another "brother".

Cheng Jinyang.

He is simply like the opposite of Sima Shigen. He is more rational than emotional, has a strong intuition for judging the situation, and is born with the ability to communicate with people (especially women) with ease. He is a typical "bureaucrat" configuration .

Sometimes the eldest princess of Nankang couldn't help but think that it would be nice if the two of them could change.

Let Sima Shigen be a son of a noble family and live a happy life; let Cheng Jinyang be the emperor.

Then she quickly rejected the idea: If Jinyang became her biological brother, how could she marry him? Maybe she can only be a mistress.

Tsk, although it is more exciting, it is still not satisfying.

After saying goodbye to her sister and brother, Princess Nankang returned to the Institute of High Energy Physics.

After taking a simple shower in the bathroom, she looked at herself in the mirror and tied up her long, wet hair with one hand.

Monster...ah.

The princess sister's hand gently stroked her collarbone and landed on her plump chest.

She has taken out all the implants in her body, but there is no need to replace them with cloned organs. All the missing flesh and blood has been grown back using magic.

It's really...a weird feeling.

She looked at her right arm again.

In the modified state, a folding mantis knife is used to replace the radius and ulna of the forearm, and a flexible opening is provided on the back of the arm.

In order to avoid accidental damage when the blade is deployed and retracted, the radial and ulnar arteries also need to be replaced and connected with high-strength biological materials.

In short, nearly three-quarters of the arms need to be replaced by machines.

At this moment, her right arm was just ordinary bones and flesh.

The princess sister narrowed her eyes slightly.

Suddenly, the blade popped out of her forearm.

The blade is also in the shape of a military mantis knife, but it uses fantasy material instead of special steel. It does not need to be installed in the forearm. It can appear and disappear with fantasy.

In other words, the forearm does not need to be hollowed out.

Tap her temples with your fingers, and a pair of lenses appeared in front of the princess sister's eyes.

She actually originally wanted to construct a prosthetic eye, but the integrated electronic structure was too complex, so the construction was not successful.

Go back and review the design drawings. If you practice more, you should be able to try to build it.

Utopian matter... although it is a sorcery, as long as you know the principle, you can also reproduce the effects of technological equipment.

Is there really a clear line between magic and technology?

After repeatedly simulating various military devices and accurately recording the data, the princess sister left the research institute, used fantasy matter to unfold the jet engine and wings, and then began to fly towards Jingkou.

If it were a teacher, he would probably use a more direct flying method, such as circulating wind or something.

But Princess Nankang still prefers this method of simulating military technological equipment. After all, this is a fighting style that she is more familiar with and understands better.

After landing at Jingkou, the magic was lifted again, and the equipment disappeared out of thin air.

When the princess sister came to the bedroom, she found that there seemed to be fewer people in the room.

All the girls with the five surnames were gone, and the demon girls were living in remote places in order to keep it a secret, so only Yuan Zhi, Qing Qing and Xiao Wangshu were left in the patriarch's family.

Such a deserted scene surprised the princess sister a little.

However, she soon saw Ah Zhi and Miss Qing Qing, occupying the positions on both sides of Cheng Jinyang, one on the left and the other on the right, and she couldn't help laughing.

Haha, that's about the size of the side room.

Seeing the princess sister smiling indifferently, the two girls felt a little shy. Xiao Wangshu watched silently and sighed.

It's so pitiful that in order to compete for the position of being close to the man, she is so shameless. Sister Ah Zhi is no longer the cold and unparalleled sister I admired.

How about changing to a sister to push alone, huh...

"Wow!" Yang Wangshu suddenly screamed, then quickly backed away, typing and asked, "Why are you so close, Your Highness!"

"Little Wangshu, why don't you let me sleep with you?" The princess smiled and bent down, revealing the deep ravine.

Seeing the size that far exceeded his own, Yang Wangshu subconsciously wanted to refuse, but found a slightly jealous look from Cheng Jinyang's side.

"Okay." She said mysteriously.

"Hey." Cheng Jinyang sneered, and then Qingqing threw him down. Then Ah Zhi held his head with a pillow and beat him severely with the quilt.