Hey! Host! I asked you to have a child, not to have a strategy.

Zhu Baishao made some slight adjustments to her face, removing the cinnabar mole between her eyebrows and some of her charming features, making her face look more cold and aloof.

After frowning and looking at him for a while, she adjusted her eye shape into peach blossom eyes, which neutralized the coldness and matched it with the color of her pupils, adding a hint of drunkenness, a hazy and charming charm.

When she smiles, she is charming and approachable.

As for the figure, the breasts in the previous position are too big and heavy, so it’s better to go one cup size smaller.

Zhu Baishao adjusted the adjustments and tweaked some details. She thought that in the Western fantasy world, people should be quite tall.

I was only satisfied when my height increased to 176 cm.

Then she began to carefully sort out the plot and wrote down several important points to facilitate her future actions.

The Emperor Beast never fights an unprepared battle.

After a long while, Zhu Baishao nodded gently and said to the system: "You can enter the plane now."

……

In the vast blue ocean, islands of all sizes are scattered like stars on the blue sky.

A study in the pearl-colored royal castle complex on a mountain in the Principality of Flores.

"This is your last chance, Regina! If you still can't get the dragon this time, your inheritance will be transferred to Heraku... If you bring back the dragon, those who secretly talk about it will shut up, and your position as heir will be unshakable."

The king, dressed in aristocratic robes, sat behind a long table made of dragon blood mahogany. He looked indifferently at his eldest daughter standing opposite him, waiting for her statement.

Zhu Baishao traveled through time and instantly realized that this was a conversation between the king and her before the original owner came to the island for the second time.

The Emperor Beast program is started.

The sunlight poured into the room through the gorgeous arched windows, shining on her body and face.

The moment she raised her eyes, her emerald green pupils moved upwards slightly, leaving a little white space between her lower eyelid and pupil. The sunlight seemed to ignite the fire in her eyes, and her undisguised ambition surged out.

"Father, I was born a mountain, a man holding a scepter. How could I have the same views as the noisy insects in the dark?"

"Silence alone is the highest contempt."

"Father, this time, I will definitely bring back a dragon!"

Looking at his eldest daughter, who was wearing knight armor, had a slender figure and a straight back, the king narrowed his blue eyes slightly, and then nodded approvingly.

"This is what His Majesty the Grand Duke of Flores should look like."

"No matter how weak a dragon is, it has its merits. Even if you sign a contract with a green-scaled dragon, I have no objection..."

Green-scale dragons are only the size of an adult's arm and are an extremely weak race among dragons. However, they have a special ability that allows them to absorb the essence of grass and weeds, which in turn feeds other precious dragon blood plants and promotes their growth.

"Regina, you must remember that as the heir to the Principality of Flores, you must never put yourself in danger at any time!"

The king knew the ambitions of his eldest daughter, and naturally worried that she would be too eager to achieve her goals and go directly to those powerful dragons, putting herself in danger.

"I understand, Father."

Zhu Baishao nodded slightly in agreement.

"Then go and prepare it. Don't let me down." The king reached out and picked up the steaming colorful porcelain teacup beside him and took a sip.

Serving tea to guests is a common practice in both China and the West.

Zhu Baishao bowed, then quietly took two steps back before turning around and leaving the room.

It is worth mentioning that she did not perform the women's kneeling and skirt-lifting salute, but the knight's salute with her left hand on her right chest and her body slightly bent forward. The whole movement was smooth and natural, and the bright silver armor on her body did not make any noise.

When she left, the king put down his teacup, tapped his fingers on the table, and frowned slightly.

"Ollie, do you think Regina can successfully contract the dragon this time?"

The king was clearly the only one in the study, but he didn't seem to be talking to himself.

Suddenly, the light in the room dimmed, and a huge blue dragon head poked in from the open window. It had three sharp horns on its head, a long and thick neck, slightly wrinkled skin, and a pair of bright and lively eyes.

If you look from the outside, you'll see the dragon, named Ollie, clinging to the wall of the study, with strong limbs and huge wings hanging at its sides.

It had been outside the wall before, and Zhu Baishao had never noticed it.

It is the king's dragon, and after signing a companion contract, it can communicate with the king consciously.

"Regina carries the scent of the ancient purple flower. No dragon will like her."

The blue dragon Ollie's voice is quite powerful.

The king stared at the blue dragon Ollie in silence, and suddenly laughed in a low voice with some self-blame, "Purple Ancient Flower..."

The Purple Ancient Flower was a magical plant that was almost believed to be extinct. Its scent was similar to a stink bomb to most dragons, which could scare them away, but to humans, it was extremely fragrant.

When the queen was pregnant, someone mixed the juice of purple ancient flowers into the water in her bathing pool. Drop by drop, day by day, over time, after she was born, Regina had an indelible scent of purple ancient flowers on her body.

That’s why “all the dragons retreated” when we first landed on Dragon Island.

Ollie's long tail stretched out through the window gap and patted the king gently on the back to show his comfort.

"You have already used your privilege to give her a second chance... There are countless dragons on Dragon Island. Maybe she can meet a dragon that likes the scent of the ancient purple flower..."

The king was silent. How difficult it was!

A dragon that likes stinky smells?

……

Zhu Baishao left the king's study and walked along the castle corridor that resembled medieval decorations. All the maids and servants who saw her bowed their heads and called her "Your Highness."

After walking for a while, two people bowed to her and followed her.

One of them was like her, wearing silver knight armor and had a strong build. He was the original owner’s knight guard, David.

The other man was about the same height as the former. He was wearing a black tuxedo, leather shoes, and white gloves. His hair was combed meticulously and his eyes were sharp and bright. He was the original owner's personal butler, Roman.

They all consciously followed Zhu Baishao three steps away in unison.

Zhu Baishao had a blank expression on her face, but she couldn't help but complain in her heart. Fortunately, they had some height added, as these two people were both over 1.9 meters tall.

When they turned a corner and saw fewer maids, David asked, "Your Highness, what did the King say to you?"

Roman's expression remained unchanged, but he replied in a cold voice, "David! Remember your identity! Don't try to spy on His Highness! If His Highness thinks we should know something, he will naturally tell us. If His Highness doesn't want to tell us, don't ask!"

David lowered his head slightly and stopped talking, but looking at his pursed lips, you could tell that he was not so willing to shut up.

Zhu Baishao suddenly stopped, and David and Roman stopped as well.