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

Chapter 269 What beautiful clothes!

She kept looking at her, and Zhongli Yueluo nodded and followed the two palace servants.

The courtyard here is actually quite similar in structure to that of Ximo Mountain, so it doesn't feel too unfamiliar.

The two palace servants were very respectful and didn't say a word the whole way. Zhongli Yuelu looked around.

You said the courtyards are very close together, but Su Fengling deliberately chose a courtyard that is quite far away for him.

"Did your young master Ling give any other instructions?" She looked at her fingers, asking casually.

"He only asked the maids to tell the princess that he wanted to have everything they had."

This style sounds like something Su Fengling would say, and he subconsciously tugged at his high collar.

After all, the light red mark was still there, and at this moment she regretted it a little if Su Fengling had seen it.

I don't know what will happen.

Finally, they entered the courtyard, and the layout was almost identical to that of the Wind Spirit Academy.

The palace servants escorted her to the courtyard gate and then left, leaving the large courtyard completely empty.

Zhongli Yueluo looked around and finally sat down at the table, where there was a pot of warm tea.

I was a little thirsty, so I picked up my teacup, poured myself a cup, and drank it all in one gulp. But no one came.

She dared not leave until she saw Su Fengling, lest he throw another tantrum.

With his hands on the table, he gradually felt sleepy. After yawning twice, he rested his head on the table.

In a half-dreaming, half-awake state, she felt a pair of gentle hands encircling her waist, and her chin resting softly on the crook of her neck.

With each breath, her ears tickled, and she rubbed her eyes before he released her.

He turned his head and saw that head of silver-white hair shimmering in the backlight, and bright eyes gazing at her with longing.

"Feng Ling?"

He called out sweetly, "Sister."

Then he looked her up and down. Not to mention that her men's attire had a unique charm.

The weather wasn't cold, so I don't understand why she was wearing a turtleneck.

Why are you staring at me like that? Why did you arrange for my courtyard to be so far away from theirs?

Rubbing his eyes, he switched to supporting his face with his other hand, his voice relaxed and languid.

“Sister, here, no matter what happens, no one can hear us.” He twirled her hair with his finger.

He rubbed the fabric back and forth in his hands, his eyes filled with an indescribable emotion.

"Now that you're here, I'm going to find them. Yu Huan is still waiting for me." She stood up and stretched.

He grabbed her sleeve: "Sister, you haven't seen me for two days. Don't you miss your little brother?"

Her voice had a nasal quality, as if she were being coquettish, and there was even a hint of grievance in her eyes, with her brows slightly furrowed.

"I miss you, but I haven't seen you. I'm still worried about you. What have you been doing?"

She pushed Su Fengling's face, which was so close, away, swallowed hard, and felt inexplicably guilty.

"Is your gaze avoiding mine? Have you done something wrong?" He didn't care how she pushed him away.

He gradually moved closer to her, but then felt that the table between them was getting in the way, so he stood up and walked to her side.

He looked down at her, as if she could see a hint of coldness in his eyes.

Then his expression softened with tenderness, and he gently traced the contours of her face with his hand, saying something similar to what Su Fengjun had said.

"My sister looks very good dressed as a boy, and her future children will definitely be very good-looking too."

She pursed her lips, unsure how to answer, while his fingers lingered on her chin.

He gently pinched her cheek, and without warning, his face moved closer, placing a kiss on her cheek.

"This is just the beginning."

Then he let go of her, which was very unusual for Su Fengling, and Zhongli Yueluo blushed.

"Oh... um... then, then..."

"Why can't you even speak clearly, sister? Oh, a palace servant will be coming to deliver something later. I hope you like it."

"Then I can't leave?"

"You think you can just leave my yard after coming here? Aren't you being a little naive? Or was your sister not mentally prepared before coming?"

His eyes were full of laughter, and there was even a mischievous smile on his lips. He was delighted to see her blush.

After a moment of silence between Zhongli Yueluo and Su Fengling, the palace servants who delivered the items entered one after another.

The tray held a bright red dress, which looked like a wedding gown, but it was different from what she had worn at the time.

He had a smile in his eyes, and after putting the things down, he told them to leave.

He didn't show up today because he was looking for a wedding dress that would make her look absolutely stunning.

Zhongli Yueluo looked at the wedding dress, which shone with a golden light, and knew that it had been carefully chosen.

"Sister, do you like it?"

"Little brother, what are you doing?"

"We got married, but the wedding day didn't feel like a wedding at all. I was disappointed and heartbroken."

This wedding dress is a high-waisted skirt, and with the outer cloak, it will definitely reveal the marks on her body.

This……

"Sister, what are you hesitating about? Don't you like your brother anymore?" she said, feigning sadness.

"Should I...wear it now?"

Su Fengling deliberately looked up at the sky; the sun was already setting, and dusk was approaching.

“Of course, sister.” He approached step by step, carrying the tray, his eyes narrowed, making it impossible to discern his emotions.

Zhongli Yueluo subconsciously grabbed her clothes, and Su Fengling noticed that she seemed to be protecting something.

He placed the tray on the table, his eyes fixed on her neck: "Sister, what are you hiding?"

Zhongli Yueluo shook her head with wide eyes, but her expression was somewhat of a cover-up.

His index finger slowly traced her neck, lingering on the area covered by the high collar, as if trying to see through her.

"Sister, do you need me to help you change? Come on, you must need me, right? Let's go to the room, I'll help you."

Zhongli Yueluo leaned back nervously, then stood up and hurriedly carried the tray.

“I can put it on myself. I’ll go to my room and put it on right now.”

Su Fengling put her hands behind her back. Since she couldn't escape this courtyard tonight anyway, she decided to see what the other woman was trying to hide.

She entered the room carrying a tray, and in a flash of light, her clothes appeared on her body, as if they had been tailor-made for her.

I don't know when Su Fengling measured her figure, but she looked so beautiful in her gorgeous clothes as she stood in front of the glass mirror.

But the mark between the collarbones won't disappear anytime soon.

So she picked up the paintbrush on the table that depicts floral patterns and sketched a few petals between her collarbones, which covered them up.

But while she could cover up the traces, she couldn't hide the scent; she was only deceiving herself.

After lingering inside for a while, Su Fengling, unable to suppress a smile, squinted and knocked on the door.