I Cling to the Male Lead, and Somehow I Become the Crown Princess

“Su Yunxi, are you trying to rebel!” her maid, Xique, cries furiously.

“Smack!” Faced with a lowly servant who dares to lord it over her mistress, Su Yunxi strikes back with a slap.

“Su Yunxi! She's your mother! How can you talk about your own mother like that?” Su Ruoli cries indignantly.

“Now, now. That old witch isn't my mother. And you, stop calling me big sister every other word. It makes my skin crawl!”

Su Ruoli loses her temper and reaches out to hit her, but Su Yunxi grabs her wrist first.

“Smack!” Faced with her furious younger sister, Su Yunxi gives her a slap.

“Waaaah!” Mother and daughter, Madam Zhai and Su Ruoli, embrace and sob, their eyes sparkling with delight beneath their tears as they watch Su Yunxi.

Faced with the two women putting on an act and framing her, Su Yunxi gives them a kick.

“Jiang Yuan, this isn't a mechanical puppet. It's just a wooden doll.”

“Don't talk nonsense if you don't know what you're talking about. What do you know about mechanical puppets?” Jiang Yuan says mockingly.

In response to his taunts, Su Yunxi brings out knowledge from the twenty-first century and crushes him with her modern perspective.

“Bicycles? Robots? Playing cards?” Jiang Yuan stands rooted to the spot, his eyes full of bewilderment.

“Jiang Luo, you play the flute well, but your music is too monotonous!”

“Oh? What do you suggest?” Jiang Luo asks with a frown.

In response, Su Yunxi sings Floating Light, Desolation, and Butterfly Lovers, leaving Jiang Luo utterly dumbfounded.

“Jiang Zheng, your painting is good, but your method is wrong!”

“Bah, what do you know about painting?” Jiang Zheng says with a look of disgust.

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