I rely on the system to support my eighteen brothers and sisters

The words "keep fit" sounded like dirty words, and Qiao Linxi blushed immediately.

"What's wrong with keeping fit? If the maids and servants are fit, won't they be able to serve the master better?"

Lu Xinghua retorted without knowing what was going on.

For a moment, everyone's face looked a little strange.

Society is dead!

Can't you get over the issue of keeping fit?

"Really? Princess, do you really want everyone in the Princess's Mansion to be healthy and fit so that they can serve you, your master?"

Qiao Linxi's eyes dodged for a second, then he raised his head and looked at Meng Qingliang confidently: "So what! Isn't it good to keep fit?"

Meng Qingliang glanced at Meng Qingyu next to him and said, "Princess, you should let Brother Yu keep fit. If the others are strong, I'm afraid the princess won't be able to handle it."

"Brother Meng!"

Qiao Linxi was a little angry: "Can you blame me for what happened the day before yesterday? Didn't I stop you? You insisted on taking the medicine, why are you blaming me?"

"What are you talking about? What medicine? Medicine to strengthen the body? Does the princess have any? Can I give my brother one? His painting is very hard and harmful to his health."

Everyone:...

Lu Xingchen in the distance, um, he felt that what they meant by keeping fit was something else.

"Brother, you said you don't blame the princess."

Meng Qingyu was anxious. They had agreed not to blame Qiao Linxi, so why did his elder brother start arguing with the princess as soon as they met?

"Who blames the princess? I'm just kindly reminding you not to give medicine to others carelessly."

Meng Qingliang's tone was not very good, even worse than when they first met. There was a hint of thorns in his words, which made Qiao Linxi feel a little uncomfortable.

"Meng Qingliang, what do you mean? Did you come to me on your own? You are not as talented as Meng Qingyu in martial arts, so you thought it was due to external forces and wanted to get answers from me. Why do you blame me instead? Do I owe you anything?"

"Princess, that's not what Big Brother meant. He is more talented in martial arts than I am, and Big Brother also wants to know the reason."

Meng Qingyu was afraid that Qiao Linxi and Meng Qingliang would quarrel, so he immediately acted as a peacemaker.

"If you are weak, just admit it. It's not something to be ashamed of. Why bother trying to save face?"

Qiao Linxi saw through Meng Qingliang. He was the eldest grandson of the family and shouldered the family's glory and rise and fall. Perhaps he was used to being stronger than Meng Qingyu, and couldn't accept that he was worse than Meng Qingyu now.

"Who did the princess say was weak?"

Qiao Linxi stiffened his neck and said, "Whoever speaks up will be criticized. You made a fool of yourself and you blamed others."

"you……"

Meng Qingliang's face turned black after being confronted by Qiao Linxi. He wanted to go up and have a good argument with Qiao Linxi, but was stopped by Meng Qingyu.

"Brother, stop arguing and don't forget what grandfather told you."

Meng Qingliang took a deep breath, and said to Qiao Linxi, "It's my fault. I shouldn't have such an attitude."

After a pause, Meng Qingliang continued, "The princess is now of noble status, and my grandfather ordered me to send a few people to protect her closely."

After saying that, the people behind him stepped forward and saluted Qiao Linxi. Qiao Linxi looked at these young gentlemen in astonishment.

Lu Xingchen, who was not far away, was also surprised. Is the Meng family so good at playing? They actually sent a few more Meng family members into the princess's mansion.

"What do you mean?"

Qiao Linxi looked at Meng Qingyu in confusion. Meng Qingyu coughed awkwardly and said, "It means to ask them to protect the princess."

Meng Qingyu was too embarrassed to say that he sent these people to Qiao Linxi as his mistresses. He was afraid that Qiao Linxi would be angry.

"Just them? Protect? How can such weaklings protect me, a princess?"

It's obvious at first glance that these guys don't have much fighting power, at most they just have good-looking faces.

"Meng Qingyu, you guys are not going to stuff them into my room and see if the Qingyun Sword Technique has anything to do with my husband, right?"

"What kind of fantasy is this? Didn't the Dragon God say that this sword technique depends on one's understanding and fate. It has nothing to do with whether he is my husband or not."

[Host, in fact, it is related! ]

Qiao Linxi: ...

[Uh... Let me put it this way, because the sword manual belongs to the system, and the system belongs to the host, it is equivalent to saying that the sword method belongs to the host. If someone who has nothing to do with the host practices it, it will not be able to practice it. ]

Qiao Linxi: Even I can’t authorize you?

[No way! ]

Now Qiao Linxi didn't know what to say. Although she liked men, she couldn't take all of the Meng family members into her room just to help them learn Qingyun Sword Skills, right? She couldn't bear it.

This is not a world where women are superior. A woman can have multiple male partners. And she doesn't want that many.

Meng Qingliang still didn't believe it. He thought that whether he could practice sword energy must be related to Qiao Linxi. After thinking about it, he came up with an idea that maybe he could practice it in the princess's mansion, so he picked up the sword and went to the open space to play.

Of course, the result was not what he wanted, and there was still no response.

"Is the young master awake?"

Meng Qingliang now placed his hope on Shi Yiqian, whom he had rescued, and immediately went to pick up the seriously injured Shi Yiqian.

Qiao Linxi just crossed her arms and watched him struggle.

Shi Yiqian was not a martial artist to begin with, and he was seriously injured. Now he was forced by Meng Qingliang to practice sword skills, and his face was twisted into a knot.

"Master Meng, I, I really can't do it any longer."

Isn't it a joke to let him, a weak man, practice sword skills?

At this point, Meng Qingliang also believed his own guess that only husband Qiao Linxi could practice this sword technique.

"Princess, even if they are weak, I hope you will accept them. The Meng family is not an unshakable tree. Grandfather has been in this position for a long time, and many people are watching him. The Meng family is in urgent need of some children who can consolidate their position."

Meng Qingliang spoke sincerely, but Qiao Linxi smiled.

"What does your Meng family have to do with me? I don't live on your Meng family. To put it bluntly, I, Qiao Linxi, don't live on anyone. If it weren't for those children, I wouldn't want to set foot in the capital. I have my own mansion and shop in Lanqing City, and I can live as I please. It's not like I'm trapped in this small square in the princess's mansion now."

"Princess, we all prosper together and we all suffer together. Brother Yu is your consort now. If anything happens to his family, you will also be implicated."

"Ha!" Qiao Linxi sneered, "Don't tell me that we all prosper together and we all suffer together. I don't owe you the Meng family anything. I have no responsibility to raise disciples for your Meng family."

Glancing at those people, Qiao Linxi said jokingly, "You want to enter the princess's mansion? Fine. Nanny Wang, go and prepare the indenture for them to sign. After you sign the indenture, you will be my person in life and my ghost in death. Do you dare?"

"They are all my Meng family's children. How could they sign a contract to sell themselves? How could they sell themselves into slavery?"