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

Chapter 39 Princess, you're drunk.

Her eyes were unfocused, and he looked down at her, but a voice deep inside his head told him he couldn't.

Taking a deep breath to suppress the desire in her heart, she turned to look at Zhongli Yueluo.

"Princess, please lie down and rest." He then reached out and tucked a stray strand of her hair behind her ear.

Zhongli Yueluo grabbed his hand and placed it on her chest: "It hurts here."

Her face flushed, her eyes sparkled, and her gaze was full of allure.

Yan Ruoyu's expression changed slightly, and she subconsciously withdrew her hand.

His ears turned red: "Princess, you're really drunk. I'll go and make you some hangover soup."

She grabbed his sleeve and looked at him, her voice thick with a nasal tone: "But he doesn't seem drunk."

Yan Ruoyu avoided Zhong Liyueluo's gaze, her thin lips slightly pursed.

He patted her hand: "You're really drunk, stop fooling around."

She lay down, feeling unbearably hot, and even the blanket that Yan Ruoyu had tucked in for her was pulled back by her.

Yan Ruoyu stood at the door, opened it, and seemed to be saying something, but she couldn't hear what she was saying.

He was now reaching out to the silver-clad guard with a dark expression, saying, "The antidote!"

The Silver Guard still tried to play dumb: "Ah, what are you talking about, Young Master? What antidote?"

Finally, seeing his icy gaze, she helplessly pulled a packet of powder from her waist.

Actually, what he just used wasn't an aphrodisiac, but just a stronger tonic.

"Don't try to be clever next time."

Silver Guard muttered to himself, complaining that if he hadn't been so clever, the princess might already be lying back in her room.

Yan Ruoyu mixed the powder into the tea and brought it to Zhongli Yueluo.

She was indeed thirsty, and the tea tasted quite good. It had a refreshing and invigorating effect, and it relieved the heat in her body.

At that moment, I saw him with his eyes lowered, holding a cup and deep in thought.

Zhongli Yuelu patted his arm, and he turned to look at her.

His dark red pupils seemed to possess some kind of magic, and her heart pounded.

Her fingers gently traced his eyebrows, her hand slid down to his shoulder, she hooked her arm around his neck, and pulled him down onto the bed.

He ignored her half-undressed shoulders and said, "Princess, you'd better not tease me like this. My patience has its limits."

His voice was hoarse as he tried hard to control himself.

"I didn't mean to." The voice was mumbled, sounding somewhat aggrieved, but it was just going with the flow.

He rested his hands on either side of his head, his hair brushing against Zhongli Yueluo's face, tickling her.

She turned her face away, embarrassed.

He moved his head closer and closer, and she panicked: "Yan Ruoyu!"

He smirked, kissed her forehead lightly, then sat up and straightened his clothes.

He glanced at her sideways: "Scared? Don't try to flirt with other men next time."

She sat up, straightened her clothes, and wanted to leave, but didn't know what reason to give.

After all, tonight is their wedding night, and if we don't stay in one of their rooms, it will definitely draw criticism.

However, if they were to stay overnight, it might disrupt the balance between them.

Even if nothing happens, the situation could still change.

She secretly picked at her fingers and slowly groped her way to the bedside to put on her shoes.

Yan Ruoyu knew what she was thinking, so she brought her the shoe that had been kicked away and put it on for her.

"Does the princess want to go back? I'll take you."

"Is it okay?" she asked doubtfully.

“Even if I leave the princess in the courtyard, you might run back in the middle of the night. Why don’t I take you back?”

He was indeed a sensible man. She patted his shoulder and showed a very gratified expression.

But as soon as she stood up, her legs went numb, and when she took a step forward, she stepped on the hem of her skirt.

Thump! He knelt on the ground as the Silver Guard opened the door from the outside and entered, with He Yuhuan standing there as well.

Silver Guard thought to himself, "Is it New Year's? The princess is actually giving such a grand greeting!?"

He Yuhuan clapped her hands as if she had thought of something; this must be some new way of greeting each other.

Laughing, he suddenly knelt down face-to-face with her!

It turned out that He Yuhuan had come looking for Zhongli Yueluo because she hadn't returned to the table for a long time.

After being blocked outside by the Silver Guards for a while, they had no choice but to try to force their way in, and that's when they encountered this scene!

Yin Zhengwei looked at Yan Ruoyu with a puzzled expression. He was also confused. Were these two here to be funny?

Zhongli Yueluo rubbed her knees: "Yuhuan, my legs are just numb."

"Oh, I thought it was some new way to greet someone."

She quickly stood up, patted her skirt, and went over to help her up easily.

She smiled awkwardly at the people outside, while Yin Zhengwei looked anxious.

He asked in his mind, "Young Master, are we just going to let the princess leave like this?"

"It's okay, the days are long."

"Such a good opportunity, Young Master should seize it. If those two from the Wind Spirit Ghost Clan snatch it away first, how will we explain it to the Zhen Clan?"

"Speak up."

He stood at the door and watched as He Yuhuan, supporting Zhong Liyueluo, limped away into the distance.

He Yuhuan pouted and said, "That pretty woman tried to poison your father during the banquet!"

She frowned: "And then?"

"I ate it." She grinned.

Zhongli Yueluo grabbed her shoulders with both hands: "Are you alright!"

He Yuhuan blinked and shook her head. She was fine; the poison tasted ordinary, and the dosage was also ordinary.

I guess her body has become immune to all poisons from the river, so I breathed a sigh of relief and continued walking.

She went back to her room and lay down. Actually, based on her interactions with the three of them so far, Su Fengjun gave her the greatest sense of security.

Although he sensed a momentary murderous intent from him, he ultimately did not make a move.

She answers all questions truthfully, which is more reliable than Su Fengling, who is always flirting with her, or Yan Ruoyu, who is cold and restrained.

Meanwhile, the spies from those forces in the shadows saw her return to her room and went back to report to their masters.

Zhong Liyu crossed her legs and stepped on the male attendant: "What, you went back to your own room!"

"Yes, Your Highness."

Her lips twitched. Those three young lords were such excellent sources of yang energy.

She didn't use a single one! Tsk, what a waste!

She hooked the waiter's chin with her foot, a malicious glint in her eyes.

Why should such a handsome young lord become her consort? She is better than her in every way!

Has Mother sent anyone to deliver a message?

The maid shook her head. It was clearly said that her father would be completely controlled today, so why hadn't it happened?

The reason she made no arrangements today was that she was waiting for her mother to make a move, but unexpectedly, nothing happened!

Damn it, I should have kept something in reserve. At least I should have made her lose face on her wedding day.

She kicked the male servant to the ground: "Is there any movement from Gongshu Liang's side?"

"Your Highness, there has been no news from Gongshu Gongzi either!"

She sighed; those major clans were indeed unwilling to openly turn against the Zhongli clan.

No matter, once her father's magical power is fully developed, they will start by dismantling the outer tribes.