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

Chapter 129 This place is very sensitive

Zhongli Yueluo turned around and seemed to see the people in the inn giving them strange smiles.

Zhongli Yuelu felt a chill run down her spine and wanted to leave this eerie place as soon as possible.

As long as they don't do anything extreme, they won't provoke unnecessary disputes.

After they had gone far away, the unassuming man in the inn slowly turned into a wisp of smoke and drifted in the direction they had gone.

Yan Ruoyu waited for them to return on the deck. They had agreed to come back today, and he had been standing there for a long time.

Miao Qing walked at the back of their group. Zhongli Yueluo would occasionally turn around and glance at him, and he would immediately take two steps forward to catch up.

I had a feeling that a strange aura had flown over their heads just now; I couldn't quite put my finger on it, but it felt somewhat familiar.

Shaking her head, she quickly followed, still looking around.

I bought everything I had never eaten or seen before.

Finally back on the ship, Yan Ruoyu looked at Zhongli Yueluo with the expression of someone who had been worried for a long time but was now relieved.

In a soft, gentle voice: "I'm back."

Zhongli Yueluo smiled slightly and nodded.

I walked over and stuffed a crumpled piece of paper into his hand without saying much, then went back to my room.

He Yuhuan searched the deck for Yin Yi but couldn't find him. She had brought some delicious food to give him.

In the end, she could only pout and follow Zhongli Yuelu back to her room.

It had been a long time since I had slept with her. These days she was away, and she couldn't sleep peacefully in her empty room.

Now when she comes back, she takes off her shoes on the floor, washes her hands, and then lies down on the bed.

She was lying in a starfish position, and you could hear her soft snoring after only a couple of snores.

I'm afraid it's because I haven't been sleeping well for the past month and I've been working too hard.

Zhongli Yueluo didn't have any real feelings about it; to her, it felt like they had just separated yesterday.

She changed her clothes, tidied her hair, and went out to Yan Ruoyu's room.

Yan Ruoyu had already gone back to her room to wait for her the moment she received the note.

He sat there calmly, the Xuan Gu fan on the table, the cup of tea still steaming.

"Ruoyu, there shouldn't be anything unusual about the Zheng clan, right?"

She walked in from outside, and the first thing she said was about business.

He looked up at her, his eyes calm and steady, like still autumn waves.

There wasn't much emotion overflowing; she sat down and naturally drank the cup of hot tea.

"There are no abnormalities on the Zheng Clan side yet, but we need to be wary of the Fox Clan. However, the Ghost Clan side is eerily quiet, as if a storm is brewing."

He took a sip of tea, tapped his fingers lightly on the table, and continued to ponder.

"By the way, yesterday, oh no? The Geography Miscellany you read last month, did it describe snow ghosts?"

“Cold Stone Lake, it’s frozen year-round, almost deserted and barren, except for a pitiful lone ghost.” He put down his teacup and replied with a smile.

Zhongli Yueluo nodded: "We still have to go, the clues are there."

"He is also one of the twelve ghosts, and since the Zisang clan does not show themselves, they can only move forward step by step."

Yan Ruoyu sighed softly: "Princess, if I were the one poisoned, would you still be willing to do this for me?"

"Of course!" she answered without the slightest hesitation.

No matter who among them is, even if it's He Yuhuan, with whom she has only a bond in this life, she will forge ahead without hesitation.

"I'm a little envious of Young Master Feng. Snow Ghost, let me accompany the princess."

“That Cold Stone Lake needs the purest Yang energy, while the Eastern Demon Mountain is scorching hot all year round, and my attributes happen to be the opposite of his.”

She tilted her head, not having considered the issue of elemental resistance.

Now that I've heard Yan Ruoyu say this, I think there's some truth to it.

“Okay, but it seems that Cold Stone Lake is still quite a distance away. We can study it in the next few days.”

She frowned slightly, her eyes filled with exhaustion, her eyelids drooping as she walked towards the bed.

He took off his outer robe and casually lay down on the bed.

"I'll lie down here for a while. Yu Huan is sleeping soundly in bed."

"Besides, Feng Ling will definitely come looking for me, and I don't have that much energy to deal with him."

"Is the princess doing this to make him hold a grudge against me?" He waved his hand lightly, and the door closed.

I just caught a glimpse of Yin Yi passing by outside, which seemed rather strange.

He went to the bedside; for the past month, he had been so worried about the two of them that he had barely slept a wink.

He was so tired that his eyes were dark and swollen, but she didn't say a word of concern for him.

She looked very comfortable with her eyes closed, showing genuine trust in him, her hand casually dangling by the bedside.

He gently took her hand and placed it back under the covers.

But she held onto his hand tightly, perhaps because the warmth emanating from his body dispelled the chill from her.

She slept soundly, holding his hand, while he leaned against the bed frame, leaving a mark on his back.

About an hour later, she opened her eyes as if she had been fully revived.

Seeing that Yan Ruoyu was also pretending to sleep, it was truly rare that no one would disturb them at this hour.

She released his hand and gently touched the red mark between his eyebrows.

He suddenly opened his eyes and grabbed her hand: "Princess, you can't touch this place like that."

“I know that’s your Achilles’ heel. Even if I need the horn of the beast, I won’t be so perverse as to target you.”

She tried to pull her hand back, but saw that his eyes were full of laughter.

He pulled her close to his chest, his voice low and hoarse: "This place is very sensitive."

She grabbed his collar, sat up straight, and looked like a child who had done something wrong.

"Okay, I swear, I'll never touch it again next time."

“Princess, that’s not what I meant.” He gently pressed his forehead against hers.

She could feel a warm current emanating from that red light, which warmed her entire body.

She leaned slowly against his shoulder, her eyes vacant, and whispered her words.

"I killed a ghost, and when I left, I always felt that the place was very eerie."

"Is the princess telling me all this to test whether I'm afraid?" He put his arm around her shoulder, his eyes dark.

"Aren't you afraid?" she retorted.

He shook his head, stroked her hair, and ran his fingers across her cheek, his face full of tenderness.

"The princess must be scared, that's why she's telling me all this."

"The road to high positions is built on piles of white bones. This is all I can do, and I fear it will be of no use."

Yan Ruoyu's opinion of her changed considerably after hearing her say those words.

She appears to be an innocent and naive princess, perhaps with a little bit of scheming, yet everything seems to be under her control.

She seemed to be forced into a desperate situation step by step, but it was as if she had entered the game willingly.

She had always wanted to leave West Demon Mountain because she couldn't unleash her full power in Taiyuan City.

"Princess, I have a question for you."

She looked up and winked, signaling him to ask. He lowered his eyes and thought for a moment about how to organize his thoughts.

After a long pause, he finally spoke, asking, "Why do I have a feeling that all of this was planned by the princess?"

"You may be stripped of your title as the young lord, but you still hold real power over the elite troops."

She simply smiled slightly and did not answer.