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

Chapter 115 The Little 99 in My Heart

Zhong Liyueluo held his hand without saying a word, but he arrogantly shook it off.

"Little brother, don't misunderstand, I didn't."

Although she knew Su Fengling was faking anger, she still wanted to coax him when she saw him turn his head and pout.

Miao Qing felt a little self-deprecating. Wasn't he more beautiful than them? But in her eyes, he seemed to be worthless.

"Princess, I will send a message to Zisang Luohua right away," he shouted from behind.

Zhongli Yueluo wasn't worried at all about what tricks he might play, since she could make him say whatever she wanted.

When Su Fengling saw Zhongli Yueluo go up to coax him, he turned around and put his arm around Zhongli Yueluo's waist.

Leaning against the wall with one hand, her eyes filled with grievance: "Sister, do you have another secret now?"

"Brother, what are you saying? Don't you know all my secrets? And neither of them knows them."

She gently tapped the tip of his nose with her finger.

He casually took her hand, placed it to his lips and kissed it lightly, a mischievous smile playing on his lips.

Her eyes were full of doting affection and probing: "Sister, it would be best if it were like this. I don't want the trust between us to be based on a lie."

Zhongli Yueluo patted his hair: "Of course, I wouldn't lie to you."

He Yuhuan looked at them and didn't understand why they always had to get so close whenever they interacted.

Moreover, Su Fengling's aura became increasingly peaceful.

It seems that she no longer has that feeling of wanting to hurt her owner.

But he seems to feel happy whenever his owner pats his head.

So what kind of magic is this that makes people happy?

Without any sense of propriety, she walked between the two of them.

She even jumped up and patted Su Fengling's head, causing Su Fengling's expression to change instantly: "He Yuhuan!"

She was always there, no matter when or where. She could sense his rage and couldn't understand why he had seemed so happy just moments before.

She furrowed her brows slightly in confusion: "Master, won't doing this make people happy?"

"You clueless He Yuhuan! Do you think I'd be happy if you touched me!"

Su Fengling glared with her round eyes and complained irritably, saying that she had ruined such a beautiful atmosphere.

Zhongli Yueluo never held a grudge against He Yuhuan. Instead, she turned around, bent down, and patted her head: "Yuhuan, are you happy?"

She bit her nail, nodded, and suddenly realized, "So only Master knows this spell. Could you teach me?"

She just smiled; she'll have to figure out this emotional issue herself in the future.

Su Fengling took her hand: "Sister, let's go. Brother and Yan Ruoyu are still waiting for us."

He Yuhuan didn't understand, but she still followed them to the room.

Everyone had already gathered around the table, waiting for her to return.

"Princess, how is he?" Yan Ruoyu asked, looking up at her.

"He should be sending a message to Zisang Luohua, and we'll see how Zisang responds."

“Princess, why do this?” Su Fengjun’s eyes dimmed.

It was all for him, and he knew that the princess had secretly bled him out of the water last night.

And her complexion did not seem as rosy as usual.

Miao Qing relayed all the events that had happened to the Sorrowful Abyss Palace via a spirit butterfly.

When the Zisang brothers received the news, they could hardly believe it. Su Fengjun was dying?

Impossible! That's a man capable of hurting both of them!

He quickly wrote another letter and sent it to him, asking him to find a way to lure the Su brothers and the princess to Lingtai Village.

Arrange for a ghost to meet him there, and tell them that the Twin Demon's petals are exactly twelve, and if they want to save him, they must come.

Miao Qing was wary when she received the message.

Although he knew that Zhongli Yuelu could control him and make him spill all the truth.

However, he bet that Zhongli Yueluo would also consume a lot of mana using this skill.

It wasn't lunchtime yet, and Miaoqing was shouting and yelling in the storeroom, all to see Zhongli Yueluo.

She didn't give him a friendly look, harbored ill intentions, and wasn't even one of their own.

She asked coldly, "What do you want to see me for? Do you have news?"

"Princess, come in, and I'll tell you then." He leaned against the wall, deciding to give up entirely.

She wasn't afraid of what he might do to her.

After all, there are so many people in the shadows, including the shadow guards of all three clans.

She walked in, adopting a princess-like demeanor: "Speak."

He always tried to get closer to her and even attempted to use his good looks to break down her defenses, but her eyes remained cold.

He lowered his raised hand: "Princess, Zisang Luohua said that I should lead you and Su Fengjun to Lingtai Village."

"If the map is accurate, Lingtai Village is probably only half a day's distance from us, right?"

Thinking about it that way, they must have set up some kind of obstacle there.

"Okay, go ahead, but remember, if I die, you won't survive." She patted his shoulder.

He nodded: "Just you and Feng Shaojun going?"

"Of course not, I'm telling you I had no intention of killing."

“But if they try to harm us again and again, I will take their eyes off them.”

"And the Gongshu clan you're cooperating with is right behind you, probably planning to stalk the cicada from behind." She squinted and said a lot.

"He probably hates you the most, Princess."

Zhongli Yueluo didn't say anything, but walked out. However, the warehouse door was not closed. He waited until he reached the end of the corridor.

She turned around and said leisurely, "Come out, I won't bother you anymore."

A flicker of joy flashed in his eyes, but then he shook his head. What was he thinking?

Was I even somewhat pleased to receive her pity?

He came out and quietly followed behind her.

But he kept at least two meters away, so that if he got any closer, he could sense the killing intent coming from the shadows.

He followed her until she went to Su Fengjun's room.

He was standing some distance away when Zhongli Yueluo walked to the door and waved to him: "Come here."

He didn't want to listen, but his feet wouldn't obey him, and he walked towards her.

When he entered, Su Fengjun was sitting there with a cold expression.

"Miaoqing, please sit down?" The voice was sweet and clear.

I wonder if she was faking it on purpose, or if she was faking it for Su Fengjun's benefit?

He squinted and sat down opposite Su Fengjun: "Young Master Feng."

"You said that the fallen mulberry blossoms sent me and the princess to Lingtai Village, where there are long-standing legends of a tiger monster that eats people. Isn't that your doing too?"

Miao Qing shook her head. Although the twelve ghosts were on par with each other, they rarely meddle in other people's business.

Aside from seeing each other once a year, they spend the rest of the time in their own territory.

"Then tell me, how much do you know about Lingtai Village?"

She sat next to Su Fengjun, her hands supporting her chin, her eyes sparkling.

"Just as Feng Shaojun knows, tiger monsters have been causing trouble there for many years, but I know very little else."

Her pupils trembled slightly, a faint smile curved her lips, and her gaze gradually changed, but her voice remained the same: "Really?"

Miao Qing was afraid that her words were far more terrifying than those of ghosts. He awkwardly turned his head away; he had indeed been hiding something.

"That Demon Flower has been split into twelve petals. If you want to save Young Master Feng, you have no choice but to go!" he replied.

Zhongli Yueluo was taken aback. What a clever tactic! But she was worried that Su Fengjun wouldn't be willing to face this together with them!