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

Chapter 133 Pretending to Argue

He always believed that Yan Ruoyu was a gentleman and not the kind of person who would do such underhanded things.

Zhongli Yueluo knew that Su Fengjun must have had a moment of doubt about Yan Ruoyu.

"Don't tell Feng Ling about this yet, I'm afraid he might do something." He frowned.

Su Fengjun nodded, and Zhongli Yueluo prepared to go to the room to find Yan Ruoyu and ask for an explanation.

I thought he should have already gone back to his room, but I saw him heading towards Miaoqing's room again.

She followed behind, and although she wasn't secretly following, Yan Ruoyu acted as if she hadn't noticed her at all.

He entered Miaoqing's room and closed the door. He recognized the voice as Yan Ruoyu's and began to speak.

"You saw it, didn't you? I advise you not to tell anyone."

"You!" Miao Qing stared at the face that was still Yin Yi's, but with Yan Ruoyu's hairstyle.

Her temperament was exactly the same as Yan Ruoyu's.

Who was this clearly meant for? But it certainly wasn't meant for him.

This guy is definitely trying to harm me again. I gritted my teeth and was about to say something.

A sword was pressed against his abdomen: "If you dare to tell anyone, I'll kill you!"

Zhongli Yueluo was outside, completely confused. Could it be that Yan Ruoyu knew something?

"What do you want?" Miao Qing glanced outside and saw a figure moving around.

It seems like this is just a show for outsiders.

"Of course I want to weaken their demon clan's power; everything must be under my control." The voice was icy.

Zhongli Yueluo frowned; Yan Ruoyu shouldn't be this kind of person.

But what happened today—the wounds looked staged as if they were inflicted by He Yuhuan, and the dead were members of the Ghost Clan…

She wasn't sure if that was really Yan Ruoyu, since it was just a fleeting moment.

She should wait until they finish talking before asking them in person.

But after waiting for a while, there was still no movement inside, and no one came out.

She couldn't just rush in and confront them, so she had no choice but to return to her room.

After thinking about it for a long time, he decided to go to Yan Ruoyu's room.

She forgot to knock and just pushed the door open. Yan Ruoyu hadn't returned yet.

The ship is so small, could he still be in Miaoqing's room?

However, next to his desk were several talismans shrouded in black mist.

Just as she was about to touch it, Yan Ruoyu came in from outside, her black bone fan swaying slightly as she squinted her eyes.

"What is the princess doing?"

Zhongli Yuelu threw the black talisman at him, though she didn't want to doubt him.

But his tone was still somewhat unpleasant: "What is this?"

Yan Ruoyu's expression remained unchanged as she took the talisman and examined it repeatedly.

"Does the princess suspect me?" A hint of disappointment flashed in his eyes.

"It's not that I want to doubt you, it's that all the evidence points to you."

"Although I know this might be their way of trying to sow discord between us," Zhongli Yueluo said calmly as she sat at the table.

"But when the princess saw the talisman just now, she was still somewhat suspicious of me."

He held the talisman between his fingers and burned it to ashes.

"Yes." She winked at him, just then a figure stood outside the door.

In an instant, Yan Ruoyu's expression turned serious, her voice became icy, and the chill emanating from her was unstoppable.

"Princess! This isn't just suspicion; it's already confirmed, isn't it? I can tell you treat those two differently!"

"Yan Ruoyu! Why would you do such a thing? We were comrades-in-arms."

"Don't forget, you're still my son-in-law!" He suddenly flipped the table, shattering the cups, bowls, and teaware on the floor.

"So what if I'm your consort! I'm also the young lord of the Zhen clan!"

"Princess, don't forget that we are just business partners."

"Now that you're turning against them, of course I have to resort to some tricks!"

"Are you trying to intimidate them with this?" Zhongli Yueluo's eyes kept glancing outwards.

Yan Ruoyu's words didn't sound fake at all.

"Hmph! Princess! You'd better know your place."

"Do you still think you're that princess loved by millions?!"

The sound was so loud that it could be heard throughout the entire floor.

The two Su brothers also heard the commotion and opened the door to see what was going on, only to find themselves caught in the crossfire.

Su Fengling clenched his fists: "I didn't want to doubt him! Brother! Look, he admitted it himself!"

Su Fengjun showed no expression, as if he had expected this all along.

Miao Qing: "?" I thought they were so deeply in love, but they've already started arguing?

Yin Yi patted Miao Qing's shoulder imperceptibly: "This is the weakness of human nature."

Then he walked among them and said, "Master, Princess, please stop arguing."

Yan Ruoyu and Zhongli Yueluo exchanged a brief glance, and then Zhongli Yueluo nodded to Su Fengjun.

Yin Yi, seemingly trying to mediate, was actually adding fuel to the fire: "Master, just be more careful next time."

"They're already living under someone else's roof, why should we put up with this?"

Su Fengling was about to roll up his sleeves, while He Yuhuan's brows were furrowed so deeply they were practically twisted into a knot. This Yin Yi was definitely not Yin Yi!

A golden gourd flew mercilessly straight towards Yin Yi's waist.

A cold glint flashed in his eyes; he had actually managed to catch her golden mace!

With a slight turn of his hand's magic, the hammer's force was neutralized, and it flew into the corridor.

With a bang, it punched a hole through the ship's plank.

"He Yuhuan, it's me, Yin Yi!" he said, feeling very aggrieved. "Your voice and tone are almost identical to mine."

“You’re not!” she shouted through gritted teeth, reaching out to pull the hammer back.

This time, they showed no mercy and smashed the blow directly at his head.

Su Fengling was about to make his move, but he froze in his hand as he held the plum blossom dart. His voice echoed in Zhongli Yueluo's mind.

"So you're all putting on an act."

Zhongli Yuelu blinked and nodded. She was hiding behind Yan Ruoyu, since she wasn't very good at close combat.

He was somewhat displeased, and his anger intensified.

The plum blossom darts were aimed at Yin Yi's weak point, and the coordination with He Yuhuan was quite good.

"I didn't expect you to be acting all along. It seems you saw through me back then."

Yin Yi's face peeled off from the face painted by the ghost Jiang Hua, leaving behind a blank face.

Then his neck twisted in a strange arc, making a cracking sound.

Another face grew out of his face, and it looked exactly like Gongshu Liang.

Of all the faces he could have chosen, he had to pick such a disgusting one.

Zhongli Yueluo didn't care whether he was good at close combat or not.

Since Yan Ruoyu's Xuan Bone Fan was seized, no one has ever used the second state of the Xuan Bone Fan.

Yan Ruoyu had no idea how Zhongli Yueluo knew.

The reverse-folding Xuan Bone Fan shattered into thirty-six Xuan Bone Nails, each one radiating scorching heat, much like her rage.

He Yuhuan swung her double hammers and smashed them towards his chest.

Zhongli Yueluo unleashed a "Fairy Scattering Flowers" technique, and the thirty-six Xuan Bone Nails seemed to be drawn by silk threads, chasing after Jiang Hua in this space.

That eerie voice echoed through the space again, sometimes sounding like a boy, sometimes like an infant.

"You want Demon Petals, right? I have some here too."

Upon hearing this, Su Fengling also drew his sword, but the narrow corridor was not large enough for them to fight.