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

Chapter 277 Everything Belongs to the Princess

Looking back at the two men, who also had solemn expressions, they nodded.

"You've all heard about what happened at East Demon Mountain, haven't you?"

"Sister, are you in a hurry?"

"We can leave at any time," Su Fengjun replied.

"However, the situation within their own tribe may be more complicated than we anticipated, so we must make thorough preparations."

She figured that if she couldn't solve the problem with cunning, she would have to resort to tough measures.

"Then we'll set off in two days. I'll make sure everything is explained to the Ghost Guard."

Su Fengjun nodded in agreement, then reminded her, "You still have to do what you promised Nianhui."

Zhongli Yueluo nodded, looking at the harmonious scene of the people below, thinking that one day, the whole world would be like this.

Su Fengling suddenly produced a cloak and draped it over Zhongli Yueluo's shoulders.

"Sister, it's evening again?"

"I want to go to my mother's tonight; there are some things I want to tell her."

Although nothing actually happened, this was the best way to escape from the two of them, since this was their territory.

They can do whatever they want, but she's already said that, so surely she won't keep pestering them.

"Sister, are you lying? I can see through it."

Seeing that there were only three people present, Su Fengling knew that exposing her lie wouldn't embarrass her.

"If I want to go to Feng Jun's courtyard tonight, will you be angry?" Zhongli Yueluoye asked him, tilting her head.

Sure enough, his expression was somewhat gloomy, but then he narrowed his eyes slightly.

"Would I do such a thing? My sister said it's not appropriate to do it now."

"What are you thinking about? I just want to get some rest tonight so I can take Nian out for a trip tomorrow."

"This is somewhat unfair. Tomorrow, my sister and I will take Nian back home. Is that alright, my brother?"

Su Fengjun didn't want to compete with him, so Zhongli Yueluo took Su Fengjun's hand.

"Feng Ling, I'll go out with you tomorrow. You can look after the two children tonight."

Su Fengjun's lips curled slightly as he competitively leaped onto the roof with Zhongli Yueluo, then disappeared into the street.

Su Fengling was left alone, muttering to herself, "Sister, oh sister...where exactly am I inferior to brother?"

Su Fengjun led Zhongli Yuelu back to his courtyard. Zhongli Yuelu simply leaned gently against his shoulder, her breathing even.

He never forced her, seeing her sleeping so peacefully, yet with a furrowed brow.

Knowing that she was worried about Yan Ruoyu, he couldn't help but feel worried too.

The Zheng clan... it is indeed a bit difficult to intervene in. If not handled carefully, it could lead to a conflict between several clans.

His fingers gently touched between Zhongli Yueluo's eyebrows, trying to smooth out her furrowed brows.

"Feng Jun, I'm sleepy. I remember we still need to send more people to appease Gui Chou Yuan."

"Princess, you don't need to worry about these things. Just sleep peacefully."

"You can't expect me to lean on your shoulder all night, can you? Aren't you going to carry me to bed?"

Her voice was very calm, without the slightest flirtation, but Su Fengjun could hardly control his heart.

Perhaps he felt more at ease in his own yard.

He picked up Zhongli Yueluo horizontally and gently placed her on the bedside, carefully taking off her shoes.

But she was still covered by her clothes, and she raised one hand: "Clothes..."

Su Fengjun was somewhat helpless, but still pulled hard on her wide sleeve, causing her body to flip to one side and the sleeve to come off.

Then it rolled back, pressed down on the clothes, stretched out its other sleeve, and hung the outer robe on one side after taking it off.

She didn't even bother to open her eyes, so she couldn't see how embarrassed and impatient Su Fengjun looked.

He kept swallowing, and finally sat down on the edge of the bed, looking at Zhongli Yueluo's tired face.

He left a kiss on her cheek with his soft lips, but she just squinted and didn't respond.

He then removed the pearl hairpin from her hair: "Princess, shall we share a bed?"

When Zhongli Yueluo was talking, she lazily said, "Do you prefer the feeling of sleeping on the grass in the wild?"

He blushed, stiffened his neck, clenched his fists, took off his shoes, washed up, and lay down next to her.

She rolled over, placed her hand on his chest, and put her feet on his thighs, rubbing her slightly cold face against his neck.

"Feng Jun, cover yourself with a blanket."

"Oh... the blanket..." He was so hot and bothered that he didn't need a blanket.

If it were Zhongli Yueluo, the area next to him would be warm, but when he gently touched her back, it was ice cold.

He quickly pulled the blanket over her back and tied it around her neck, and she lay in his arms.

You could probably sense that her breathing was still deliberate, which told you she hadn't fallen asleep yet.

"Princess...can't you sleep?"

"I can sleep, but this peaceful time will probably only last for a few short days."

He stroked her hair tenderly, and she snuggled closer into his arms.

"If you don't want to go, you can stay in Nanmo Mountain. Maybe we shouldn't have dragged you into this in the first place."

Her voice was extremely rational, which made Su Fengjun's heart tighten. Was she going to abandon the two brothers?

He tightened his grip on Zhongli Yueluo's hand: "Princess, didn't you hand over Nanmo Mountain to Nianhui?"

"This is your Su family's Nanmo Mountain, not mine."

His silvery eyes shone as he stared at her, each word spoken with deep affection.

"I am all yours, everything I have is yours."

She pursed her lips, knowing that what she had just said might have touched a nerve with Su Fengjun.

"I'm sorry, that's not what I meant. I was just worried that you two might be in danger."

"While the princess is worried about the two of us, we are also worried about you; our hearts are intertwined."

Zhongli Yueluo enjoys talking with Su Fengjun. Every love word he says is simple yet touching.

"I know, I know, go to sleep." She gently buried her head in his shoulder, but he just couldn't fall asleep.

Her chin lightly touched her hair, stroking it back and forth, her eyes filled with an indescribable emotion.

Zhongli Yueluo was also kept awake by his little actions, so she raised her head and kissed him on the chin.

"Can we be quiet now?"

He was taken aback, looking into her eyes: "No..." His eyes betrayed a wicked intent.

He kissed her forehead: "That's how it should be."

She touched her forehead, pouted, looking puzzled, and then turned her body to the other side.

She was pressed tightly against his chest, her legs curled up: "Sweet dreams, my Wind Lord."

"Sweet dreams, Princess... mine."

He couldn't fall asleep while she slept; his body was stiff, and his erection was also straight. He leaned back a little, afraid of hurting her.