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

Chapter 34 I Will Win the Princess's Heart First

After the group of old foxes left, another person appeared from the shadows.

He appeared and disappeared intermittently. Gongshu Liang raised an eyebrow and asked, "What, is there some news?"

"Ruan Xingchen was indeed abducted by the Wind Spirit Ghost Clan. Judging from her current trajectory, she has probably already been sent back to the Wind Spirit Ghost Clan."

"If we want to get that woman back, it will probably take quite a bit of effort."

"Okay!" he waved his hand impatiently.

His other hand clenched tightly, his teeth clenched: "Should we continue to send people to keep an eye on her? We can't lose that woman!"

"Know!"

The figure was hidden in the darkness. Gongshu Liang sat in front of his desk, his fingers rhythmically tapping the table.

Zhongli Yueluo's face flashed into his mind again. "You bitch, when the Western Demon Mountain falls, she'll be begging him for mercy!"

Although Zhong Liyu was confined to his quarters, he still maintained contact with the fox clan.

Yin Manling also increased the dosage of the incense, hoping to completely control Zhongli Quanhuang before Zhongli Yueluo was chosen as her husband.

Time flies like an arrow, and in the blink of an eye, it was the day before the marriage selection.

Clans from all directions sent congratulatory gifts in great numbers.

The selection of a bride takes place in January, the spring season in West Demon Mountain, when all things begin to revive.

Although it was still cold, their joy was enough to diminish the chill.

The young lords of the Wind Spirit Ghost Clan and the Ferocious Clan set off from their respective inns to stay in the villas arranged for them.

Red bills were laid out directly from the streets to the palace, and then hung all over the rear hall, making it look very festive.

Zhongli Yueluo was quite happy, but her smile lasted less than two seconds.

Just then, that annoying voice rang out from outside the door: "Little sister, your older sister has come to deliver your wedding dress."

Zhongli Yuelu snorted coldly. Who would dare wear the wedding dress she had given her? But on the surface, she still had to go along with it.

"Sister, you've worked so hard. Have you been embroidering your wedding dress for me during this time of confinement?"

"No way! This is a silkworm gold-thread satin that my sister specially chose for you."

"Wearing this, my sister will definitely be radiant tomorrow and become the focus of everyone's attention."

"Thank you, sister, but I've already chosen my wedding dress, so all your efforts have been in vain."

Zhong Liyu wasn't angry at all; in fact, she felt that if those young lords moved to Yuanyue Pavilion, it would be easier for her to make her move.

"Little sister, little sister, there are so many princes, you can't possibly spoil them all. They'll start fighting over you, hmph."

She chuckled and patted her shoulder.

"Sister, isn't it inappropriate for you to covet my husband?"

"Little sister, I've only come to wish you a successful marriage selection."

After saying that, Zhong Liyu did not linger there and returned to his Yuanyu Pavilion.

Sitting by the window, looking at her slender fingers, the fox-like woman narrowed her beautiful eyes.

Her mother sent her a message that by tomorrow night at the latest, Zhongli Quanhuang would be completely under control.

Yin Manling never expected that the incense would only burn at night when she was there.

When she's not around, the incense is always replaced!

Gongshu Liang's spies planted among the Ghost Clan sent him a message that they had found out Ruan Xingchen's whereabouts.

As long as he knew where she was, he wasn't in a hurry, since he hadn't gotten the other items yet.

After the Su brothers and Yan Ruoyu entered the villa, they met face to face for the first time.

All three were dressed in red and gold wedding robes, standing in the corridor looking at each other.

Yan Ruoyu closed her Xuan Bone Fan and held it in her hand, her phoenix eyes slightly narrowed, exuding a gentle and refined air.

He bowed politely and said, "Greetings, Young Masters Feng and Ling."

Su Fengjun, with a cold face, crossed his arms and nodded slightly.

Su Fengling gave a standard smile: "Greetings, Young Master Yan."

"Everyone says that Shaojun is handsome, and seeing him today, he is indeed extraordinary. Although he is a bit older than his younger brother, he has aged remarkably well and shows no signs of time."

"Yes, after all, they are eight hundred years older than you. I heard that the two young lords, oh no, the two younger brothers, are two thousand six hundred years old this year?"

“Yes, he’s exactly eight hundred years older than the princess.” Su Fengling squinted, her words carrying a hint of defiance.

"After joining the cabinet, you should still address the two of you as your younger brothers."

He opened the Xuan Gu Fan, fanned himself lightly twice, and brushed past it.

Now, it remains to be seen who will win the princess's heart first.

Su Fengling turned to look at his brother: "Brother, you have such a cold face, you don't even know how to speak up for me."

"Can't you tell that old man wants to be superior to us in status, and wants us both to call him 'brother'?"

"So, the princess also thinks we're old men?"

Su Fengjun asked seriously. Indeed, logically speaking, they should be of a more suitable age to marry the eldest princess.

Su Fengling ran a hand through her hair: "Are we talking about the same thing?"

Su Fengjun shook his head and glanced in the direction where Zhongli Yueluo lived; they were going there tomorrow.

Seeing that he was distracted, Su Fengling nudged him with her elbow.

"Brother, remember to be more proactive. There are two of us. Winning the princess's favor won't be an easy task."

"Moreover, who knows, that person might be a princess by blood."

At this time, neither of them knew that Ruan Xingchen was Zhongli Yueluo's biological mother, but they already had some guesses in their hearts.

Upon hearing Su Fengling's words, Su Fengjun's expression suddenly hardened.

"I drank her blood, no wonder it crawled into my body!"

Su Fengling stared into his eyes. It turned out that he had also unintentionally drunk that blood and had the same feeling as him.

He asked, "Did you also feel humiliated on the day the princess was threatened?"

Su Fengjun nodded, his hands unconsciously clenching. It's over, this is like a curse, it can't be lifted.

No wonder the Wind Spirit Ghost Clan is so afraid of the Blood Demon. What if she uses them as slaves?

"How about we take the princess..." Su Fengling made a throat-slitting gesture.

Although he found this little princess somewhat interesting, he was ruthless and merciless if she threatened the interests of their ghost clan!

Su Fengling shook his head, deciding to take it one step at a time, as they hadn't felt any discomfort so far.

I didn't feel like my body was being restrained, or that I was being given any commands.

"Alright, whatever you say, my brother. Go to bed early tonight, there are a bunch of ceremonies to attend tomorrow."

The Silver-Clad Guards beside Yan Ruoyu followed him into the room, standing there respectfully.

"Young Master, I sense that the Wind Spirit Ghost Clan has come with ill intentions!"

"We didn't come here with any good intentions."

"But West Demon Mountain is the only outside force. So what if they have two people? I want the princess's heart first."

He Yuhuan suddenly sprang up from the bed, her little braid standing on end.

She also wore a rare red and white outfit, with a bow belt around her waist.

The blue-eyed woman stared intently at Zhongli Yueluo: "Master, I sense a powerful aura that desires you!"

Zhongli Yueluo straightened her clothes: "Grandma, why can't I feel anything?"

He Yuhuan pouted and sat on the stool, looking sullen.