I'm a princess, so what if I have three husbands?

Chapter 358 The 5th Prince

As they were talking, Su Fengling returned from outside, accompanied by a messenger.

When I got back, I saw them hugging each other. We had agreed that the whole day would belong to him.

He refrained from making a move because there was a messenger beside him.

He just stared at the two of them with a cold face, mainly at Yan Ruoyu.

The messenger next to him looked like Su Fengling from the palace, and since he wasn't under their control, he was quite carefree and irresponsible.

Upon seeing the expression on the face of the palace servant delivering the message, Yan Ruoyu immediately switched to a respectful demeanor.

He cupped his hands in greeting and said, "I wonder if my father has any instructions?"

Zhongli Yueluo also bowed and greeted them, and Su Fengling sensed her unease.

Moreover, I didn't see his brother today, and I don't know what happened.

"Young Master Ruoyu, since you've joined the clan to learn from the Demon Lord, you specifically asked me to inform all the young masters that the Five Lords will take turns giving lectures."

Upon hearing this news, the three were filled with shock; the legendary Five Lords had actually appeared before the world.

"Moreover, they seem to be looking for their own successor to the throne, and it was the five princes who sent messages specifically requesting it."

Zhongli Yueluo's brows furrowed tightly. Things had been so peaceful these past few days, so how could such news suddenly come?

Could it really be because she spat a chewed cake into the flower bushes yesterday?

"Thank you for coming to inform me, sir."

After the messenger left, Su Fengling walked up to the two of them without hesitation and stood between them to separate them.

"Yan Ruoyu, I advise you to have some self-respect. She has a fiancé!"

After saying that, he realized that the chill had crept up his arm and down to his neck.

He almost couldn't resist letting go of her hand, but in the end, his eyes were filled with concern and doubt.

"Sister, what's wrong with you?"

"I don't know, maybe I offended some mysterious person, anyway, I won't freeze to death."

She couldn't even feel Su Fengling's warmth; she could only feel a trace of warmth when she was next to Yan Ruoyu.

"It was just a guess before, but now it seems to be true. They probably just wanted to teach you a lesson."

Yan Ruoyu remained calm, looking at Su Fengling beside her, he hesitated to speak.

"Sister, you're so cold, are you alright?"

"It won't kill you."

Although Zhongli Yueluo said this, she was pacing back and forth, trying to keep herself as warm as possible.

“Young Master Feng Ling, your magic is generally yin in nature. Getting close to Yue Luo will only make her colder.”

"Yan Ruoyu! You..." He had been all day today.

But he could also tell that Yan Ruoyu's face only had a slight blush when she was with Zhongli Yueluo.

Although he felt bad, he couldn't bear to see Zhongli Yueluo suffer.

"elder sister……"

As she spoke, she let go of his hand and took a step back.

He cursed inwardly, wondering who the hell had cast such a bizarre curse on his sister!

"I'll go investigate right now!" Su Fengling said angrily, then glared at Yan Ruoyu: "You'd better not do anything outrageous!"

"Brother, don't worry, you don't need to worry about it. You just keep an eye on the Changyu family."

Su Fengling came excitedly but left indignantly. When he walked to the tree next to him that hadn't grown straight, he felt like kicking it a couple of times.

If he also practiced a yin-yang combined magic, that would at least alleviate some of Zhongli Yueluo's pain.

The more he thought about it, the more he let out a long howl to the sky: "Damn it!"

By evening, Zhongli Yueluo had changed from her autumn clothes to winter clothes, and even her head was wrapped in a fur collar.

Their breath was a puff of white mist, and even if you handed a warm cup of tea, it would soon be covered in frost.

Yan Ruoyu was sitting on a bench, and she sat on Yan Ruoyu's lap, not caring about her image at all.

She was wrapped up from head to toe, like a rice dumpling, and occasionally sneezed.

People would come from outside every now and then to say that a certain young master wanted to invite Miss Yueluo.

Yan Ruoyu listened to the first couple of sentences, but thankfully, she became increasingly annoyed with the rest.

"Tell the people outside to send them away. Yueluo won't see anyone today."

"I haven't even said anything yet, and you're already so aggressive?"

Zhongli Yueluo made a muffled sound from her nose and put her hands into her sleeves.

He got off Yan Ruoyu and put his hands inside Yan Ruoyu's neck, making Yan Ruoyu shiver from the cold.

"Do you think this Suicune is male or female? Old or young? Tall or short?"

Zhongli Yueluo ignored Yan Ruoyu's movements and kept reaching her hand inside.

"Yueluo..." His tone was somewhat helpless. He wanted to grab her but only managed to grab the outer layer of her cotton coat.

It's so thick you can't even pinch the flesh.

"Although I am a member of the Yan clan, we have never seen the faces of the Five Lords. Over the past few hundred years, they have all been extremely mysterious."

"Is she a petty woman? Will she be able to unravel this ice pattern for me?"

Yan Ruoyu grabbed her and pulled her into his arms. She was soft and fluffy, and her eyes were darting around.

"Don't go back tonight, I'm afraid I'll freeze to death in bed and no one will know."

Zhongli Yueluo spoke seriously, but even so, it couldn't stop her playful nature.

With short legs to begin with, and wearing thick clothes, he walked unsteadily, and when he sat on the swing, he pressed down on the entire swing board.

My toes could barely touch the ground, but I couldn't wobble.

"It's so cold, why are you still swinging on the swing?"

Yan Ruoyu couldn't do anything about him, and now the way he looked at her had inexplicably turned into doting affection.

Even he himself didn't know why this was the case.

"Ruoyu, come here, push me."

"Just come."

With a gentle push, a breeze blew against Zhongli Yueluo's body, but she felt as if she were being cut by a knife.

The wind swept over Zhongli Yueluo and then blew onto Yan Ruoyu, bringing her a chill.

"Don't let me find out who Suijun is! If I do, I'll make him suffer the same pain I've endured!"

The childish voice complained, but it didn't sound angry at all; it sounded more like a spoiled child.

“They have a high reputation among the Zheng clan, and this time they intend to choose a successor, which coincides with your plan.”

"I hope they will be distracted by this temptation. After all, I am not a celestial being and cannot make everyone obsessed with me."

Zhongli Yueluo is quite self-aware in this regard.

"Can……"

Yan Ruoyu had many things on her mind that she wanted to say at this moment.

In the end, he didn't say that he had nothing now and wasn't qualified to say such things.

"What? You're thirsty in this cold weather?"

Struggling to jump off the swing, she walked to the table and poured him a cup of tea: "Here, drink up."

Yan Ruoyu said thank you and then took a sip.

After having dinner together that evening, they even washed their feet together.

Neither of them felt embarrassed; on the contrary, they remained quite calm until they lay down on the same bed.

Zhongli Yueluo placed her hands and feet on Yan Ruoyu's body; indeed, there was still a difference between pure Yang and half-Yang.