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

Chapter 109 The True Water Ghost

He gazed at the river, then his eyes widened, and he turned to wave repeatedly at Yin Yi.

Yin Yi couldn't see clearly, only that it was He Yuhuan, but he didn't know what she was doing.

But he still went over, as he quite enjoyed spending time with He Yuhuan.

Perhaps it's because she understands nothing, yet understands everything.

"What's wrong, Yu Huan?" He squinted, the rain making it hard for him to open his eyes.

"Look! There's someone struggling on the other side of the river, and they're about to sink."

Her tone wasn't anxious at all; she simply wanted Ginichi to come and see.

She had seen such scenes countless times over the centuries, and was already numb to them, no longer feeling any pity.

"Where, where?" Yin Yi looked around but couldn't see anything.

Then everyone was alarmed and looked, but they couldn't see it. The water ghost was kicking its legs until they were numb.

Moreover, he clearly felt He Yuhuan's gaze meet his, and logically speaking, she should have jumped over to save him.

But upon closer inspection, he realized she seemed to be merely observing the spectacle, without taking any action.

Anyone else would have wanted to save him.

Seeing that no one had noticed, He Yuhuan walked up to Zhongli Yueluo and her eyes lit up when they met.

For a fleeting moment, Zhongli Yueluo seemed to connect with her telepathically; through her eyes, she too saw the distance.

But just as she looked over, the water monster got tired of kicking.

It had already sunk into the river, leaving only a string of bubbling bubbles on the surface.

She didn't pay much attention, after all, it was the Heartless River.

This kind of thing happens often, and we shouldn't disrupt the ecological balance.

"It sank." She uttered the two words calmly.

Then she looked at He Yuhuan with a puzzled expression. What kind of technique was that? How could she use her eyes?

"Only the master can do this," He Yuhuan replied, tilting her head.

She ran up to Yin Yi, took his hand, tried it, and shook her head: "Master, you see, he just won't do it."

Yin Yi probably only heard the word "no," and argued, "There's no way I can't be no good!"

Even the drowning ghost in the river was cursing; he'd been acting like he was drowning for ages.

They didn't care at all; instead, they were discussing and watching the spectacle together.

He began to think about where he had gone wrong.

It suddenly occurred to me that the brain-eating demon sparrows could see through the fog, but ordinary people like us couldn't.

Thinking about this, reflecting on the problem, and making persistent efforts, I finally surfaced.

She tossed her hair, revealing her long, silky hair and captivating, watery blue eyes.

Her upper body was covered by a linen garment that barely covered her body.

As their ship drew nearer, they popped their heads up again and began to struggle.

Now almost everyone on the boat could see clearly. He Yuhuan was still wondering, "Is this the same person from before?"

How did she manage to pop out of there again? But she didn't say it out loud.

Yin Yi called out to Yan Ruoyu, "Young Master, there is a young man in the water."

As Yan Ruoyu approached him, Yin Yi whispered something again.

"Young Master, this is clearly the type the princess would like. Should we just not save him?"

Su Fengjun and Su Fengling, with their hands tucked in their pockets on the deck, also got a clear look at the face of the person in the water.

She was stunning at first glance; her face was absolutely gorgeous.

Su Fengling narrowed his eyes and frowned: "It seems the visitors are up to no good."

Zhongli Yueluo walked over, and although she was also surprised by the appearance, she still thought of pulling the person up first.

They simply lowered a rope, looped it around him, and pulled hard.

They weren't so gentle with her; they threw her heavily onto the deck.

The water ghost feigned a pitiful appearance, covering its shoulders with its hands, its eyes filled with fear, cowering and shrinking back.

A hint of grievance crept across her brows, and finally her gaze fell upon Zhongli Yueluo.

Su Fengling stepped forward to block his view and carefully looked him up and down.

The strange aura emanating from him was hard to describe.

"Thank you all for saving my life. The water in the Heartless River is so cold."

"I got on a dishonest boat. I was trying to save some money on the fare, but they threw me into the river."

Zhongli Yueluo coldly observed him from behind. Anyone who had actually soaked in the Heartless River would not look like him.

But she wanted to see what tricks he could pull.

She gently placed her hand on Su Fengling's shoulder, peeked out, and asked softly.

"Where are you from, young master? What is your name?"

Yin Yi nudged Yan Ruoyu with his elbow, winking and communicating with her in his mind.

"See? I told you it was the princess's type!"

Yan Ruoyu glanced at her; although she was smiling, the smile didn't reach her eyes.

They're definitely testing the person in front of them.

The waterlogged ghost slightly raised its head, as if even raising its head was an act of exquisite beauty.

Her blue eyes rippled gently, and with each blink, they seemed to steal one's soul.

"In reply to you, young lady, I am from Taiyuan Border Town, my name is Miaoqing, and I run a business on the water."

Zhongli Yueluo murmured the words "Miaoqing" repeatedly, praising her with a smile.

"A good name, a stroke of genius to paint a grand blueprint, auspicious clouds swirling around the heart's lake."

Miao Qing's eyes curved into crescents, overflowing with tenderness: "You are the one with the best talent, Miss."

Su Fengling couldn't stand it anymore and grabbed Zhongli Yueluo's hand, saying, "What girl? She's our lady!"

"Oh, Madam? Then hasn't this servant overstepped his bounds?" Miaoqing retorted.

Zhongli Yueluo gently squeezed Su Fengling's hand, shook her head at him, and asked again.

"We don't know where Young Master Miaoqing is headed, nor do we know if it's on our way?"

"I'm going to Taiyin Border City."

But in my heart I was thinking, wherever you go, you'll definitely be following my route.

Yan Ruoyu and Su Fengjun exchanged a glance. Their purpose was obvious, but they still had to pretend. Su Fengling snorted coldly.

"You must be talking nonsense. Ghost Sorrow Abyss is in chaos, how can you go to the border of Taiyin? What business can you possibly do there?"

"Businessmen don't care where there's a war or not. This young man talks too much!"

She casually tossed her long, wet hair.

“Young Master Miaoqing, I think it’s time to give you a formal introduction.”

“These three are my husbands, that young lady is my aunt, and that one is our housekeeper.”

Zhongli Yueluo pointed to each point with her hand, her eyes always filled with a smile, as if she were genuinely introducing them to him.

Miao Qing smiled back, but only at Zhongli Yueluo.

Whenever he turned his head and met the gaze of others, he always wore that cold, sour face.

He was most proud of his face, and he didn't believe Zhongli Yueluo wouldn't fall for it.

He stood up from the deck, swaying unsteadily, and was about to fall in Zhongli's direction.

Before Su Fengling could even make a move, He Yuhuan blocked him with her golden mace, her eyes gleaming with danger.

I looked him up and down, trying to see through him, and I felt that there was a familiar aura about him that I couldn't quite put my finger on.

Yin Yi also took the opportunity to step forward and help him up. He exchanged a glance with Yan Ruoyu and then spoke.

“Young Master Miaoqing, over here, over here. Let me take you to change into some dry clothes first. The water in the Heartless River won’t dry so easily.”

Miao Qing didn't struggle, but instead gave Zhongli Yuelu a flirtatious wink as she passed by.