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

Chapter 50 Does the princess still remember coming to our courtyard?

Considering he brought them to eat such delicious noodles, she decided to help him out.

"Master, how about we take another walk to digest our food?" The Silver Guard cast a grateful glance at him.

He chimed in, "Yes, yes, it can also help with digestion."

After all, their young lord is over three thousand years old, and doesn't have the same advantages as those two younger young lords, so they have to work much harder!

Having seen through their thoughts, Zhongli Yueluo and Yan Ruoyu exchanged a smile, stood up, and walked side by side.

By this time, it was completely dark, and there were more pedestrians on the street.

In twos and threes, young and old, their faces beaming with happy smiles.

Zhongli Yueluo saw a family of three chatting and laughing nearby.

He slowly stopped, thinking about what would happen if Zhongli Yu and Gongshu Liang's plan really succeeded.

Such a harmonious scene will probably never be seen again.

“Young Master Yan, oh no, Ruoyu, look how happy they are.”

"You want to protect this peaceful place?"

“I believe that the state of East Demon Mountain and West Demon Mountain should be the same. You don’t want this harmonious life to be broken, do you?”

He smiled, but did not nod. It seems that of the major demon mountains, only the Western Demon Mountain is still relatively peaceful.

He Yuhuan listened intently from behind, but couldn't hear anything convincing from them.

After walking for quite a while, Zhongli Yueluo looked up at him, but in the backlight, she could only see Yan Ruoyu's outline.

"Ruoyu, I really should go back."

He also smiled slightly, and a gust of wind blew, making her hair dance in the air.

He took off his cloak and wrapped it around her: "Princess, I'll take you back."

The long cloak completely covered her feet.

You could still feel his warmth through his cloak, but his expression remained unchanged.

He Yuhuan seemed to be deep in thought, as if she had understood something.

With a clap of her hands and a stretch of her wrist, a colorful scarf appeared from her hand. She caught up with her in a few steps and said, "Master, this is for you to wear too."

Zhongli Yueluo took it, smiled with narrowed eyes, and then prepared to put it on Yan Ruoyu.

But she asked first, "Yu Huan, is it alright to put it on Ruo Yu?"

"Is he cold too?" He Yuhuan asked.

She had given it to her because she thought she was cold. Yan Ruoyu pushed her hand away: "Yu Huan gave it to you, and it suits you too."

He straightened her collar and then tucked her hair to one side.

His fingers lingered on her chin, his fingertips stroking it twice.

Her phoenix eyes were slightly narrowed, her gaze so resolute—could he protect her?

She gazed at him intently, her eyes unconsciously darting away, burning with tenderness, yet also filled with fear.

Thinking about the same things, in this life, can she get along well with them and protect them? Can she protect them?

"Yan Ruoyu, I will definitely protect you!" she said sincerely, holding his hand.

He chuckled and ruffled her hair: "How old are you? Protecting us? Aren't we men enough to protect you?"

It turns out he still sees her as a child. Well, that's fine. She has nothing now, so she shouldn't make any boasts.

"Then please protect me well, my beloved consort Ruoyu."

She took his hand and shook it twice. He looked at her with clear, doting eyes.

He gently pulled her into his arms but didn't embrace her: "Then I'll escort the princess back."

She nodded, almost forgetting that it was evening and she needed to choose a consort to take back to her courtyard.

He Yuhuan looked at the two of them, her eyes sparkling.

A strange feeling welled up in her chest; she couldn't quite describe it, but it felt warm.

She naturally put her arm around Yan Ruyu's wrist.

Pointing to the lanterns here, the sugar figurines there, and the noodle stalls there, the whole place looked incredibly cozy.

The Silver Guards chuckled behind them, even clicking their tongues in amazement. Their young lord had finally seen the light.

They returned to Yuanyue Pavilion, at which point Zhongli Yueluo's expression changed slightly.

Her purpose in going out was to avoid the three of them.

It doesn't seem to be that late yet, so she can't possibly go straight to Yan Ruoyu's room!

His face turned awkward again, and he clutched the cloak, glancing this way and then that.

Yan Ruoyu gently tapped her head with her Xuan Bone Fan: "What's wrong? Are you making things difficult for the princess?"

Zhongli Yueluo was somewhat afraid to look him in the eye, while He Yuhuan glanced at the two of them.

Why does she need so many family members?

Why are you having trouble deciding where to sleep tonight? Can't you be together?

"Will you be angry if I go to Fengling Academy tonight?"

She asked tentatively, avoiding direct eye contact with him.

A hint of disappointment flickered in his eyes, but this was the best choice.

He guessed she would probably go to find Su Fengjun.

"Are you going to find Young Master Feng?" His phoenix eyes were narrowed, making it impossible to discern his emotions.

But he took a step back, cupped his hands in greeting with his fan in hand, and said, "Alright, I understand. May the princess have sweet dreams on this wedding night."

His expression remained gentle, but his voice turned icy, and a gloomy look settled over his brow.

“Princess, you should go to Ruoyu Courtyard.” The Silver Guards began to speak out in defense of their young lord.

But Yan Ruoyu stopped him with her fan: "Shut up."

She nervously rubbed her fingers together, and He Yuhuan's teeth chattered.

She could sense that both of them were reluctant to part with each other, but neither of them said it out loud.

Zhongli Yueluo sighed, "How about I go to Ruoyu Courtyard, and Yan Ruoyu stays here!"

What was it that made He Yuhuan realize this?

He Yuhuan spoke with a serious expression. I really don't understand why they are making such a fuss about something as simple as staying one night.

Zhongli Yueluo certainly wanted to keep Yan Ruoyu here, but she couldn't do so in order to maintain balance.

She took his hand: "I'm sorry to have troubled you."

“Princess, I don’t feel wronged.” He desperately wanted her to keep him, so he turned and left, his back looking somewhat forlorn.

The Silver Guard followed him, saying, "Young Master, the princess clearly has feelings for you. You should strike while the iron is hot. Why should you give her up to them!"

"The princess has her own reasons." Although she said this, she felt empty inside.

Zhongli Yueluo watched his lonely figure, and her heart ached.

He Yuhuan also felt uncomfortable. She shook her hand and said, "Master, let me bring him back."

"Yu Huan, some things can't be generalized. I hope you'll never understand that."

She touched her head, but she could sense her emotions; she was clearly unhappy.

"Yu Huan, you stay in the room. I'm going to Fengling Academy." She patted her head, and He Yu Huan pouted.

The Su brothers from Fengling Academy were positioned with one on the roof and the other at the doorway.

It wasn't that she was deliberately waiting for anyone; she was just glancing in the direction where Zhongli Yueluo lived from time to time.

After a while, they saw the beautiful figure coming towards them.

She was wearing Yan Ruoyu's robe, even though she had been with Yan Ruoyu before coming here.

She entered the courtyard, and Su Fengjun leaned against the doorway, greeting her respectfully: "Princess."

Su Fengling climbed down from the rooftop, saying sarcastically, "So, the princess still remembers to come to our courtyard!"