After conquering seven male favorites, the vicious heroine wants to run away

Chapter 22: The Pure and Refined Son of God
The majestic voice exploded in the air like a dull thunder, causing everyone in the Punishment Department to stop what they were doing instantly.

Their hearts trembled, and they quickly knelt down to worship and shouted in unison.

"See Your Highness the Princess."

Shi Nuanyu looked at the scene in front of her and understood in her heart that, just as she had expected, the Punishment Department had already escaped the control of its original owner.

The original owner usually relied on the Punishment Department left by the emperor and empress to bully others. The Punishment Department neglected discipline and did evil things in her name.

The book ends with the record that more than 300 people in the Penalty Department died by hanging.

"You disobeyed my orders."

Shi Nuanyu walked towards the person who was leading the trouble with cold eyes, "Raise your head."

The head punishment officer raised his head tremblingly and begged for mercy in panic.

"Princess, please spare my life. I am loyal to you. It was Master Hua who broke into the Penalty Department and took the man away. I did not receive any orders from you."

He washed himself clean, his whole body shaking uncontrollably.

"Whether you didn't receive the order or you ignored it, you know it clearly."

Although she is not the original owner, she also hates backstabbing. These people have been spoiled by the original owner and have become reckless.

If she doesn't curb this bad trend, she will be killed by these people sooner or later.

Shi Nuanyu tore off her princess token and threw it to Hua Lingyan.

"From today on, the Penalty Department will be under the charge of Hua Lingyan. Anyone who dares to disobey will be kicked out of the Penalty Department."

The head punishment officer crawled on the ground in panic, his body soaked in cold sweat, waiting for his own trial.

"And you will be stripped of your robes, given twenty strokes of the cane, and kicked out of the Penal Department, and you will never be employed again."

She dared not use those who were disorganized, undisciplined, and betrayed their masters.

It's not easy for her to hold on until now while she's sick. Nuanyu felt unhappy when she saw Hua Lingyan standing there in a daze.

"Why don't you take someone down to treat him? Are you waiting for him to bleed to death?"

Hua Lingyan woke up instantly, put the token in her arms, and hurriedly rescued Wei Zengshi.

Shi Nuanyu didn't dare to turn her head to look at the wounded Wei Zengshi. If she was a step slower, she didn't know how much hatred he would bear for her.

Her head was getting more and more dizzy, and she was having trouble even standing. The original owner's physical fitness was really too poor. Didn't she need to exercise?

Shi Nuanyu complained in her heart and insisted on saying something.

"From now on, without my permission, you may not punish any of the young masters at will. The Penalty Department cannot make decisions on its own. Violators will be beaten to death."

This sentence took all her strength.

Shi Nuanyu calmly glanced at Qinghe who had been following her silently, and spoke with forced composure.

"Let's go."

She revealed too many flaws today. If he saw anything, how would she respond?

Qinghe is a meticulous person, it is impossible that he didn't notice anything.

Shi Nuanyu was still somewhat thankful that she had the support of the emperor and empress behind her, so she didn't have to worry about her life until the emperor and empress came back.

After getting on the carriage, Shi Nuanyu could no longer hold on and fell into a deep sleep.

No matter whether he suspects anything or not, just wait until you wake up.

The darkness in the carriage was intertwined with the warm yellow candlelight. The woman's cheeks were flushed and her eyebrows were slightly wrinkled.

Qinghe touched her forehead, the scorching heat burning his palm, but she actually walked the whole distance despite her sick body.

If the disease reaches this stage and is not treated, he will become a fool.

He weighed the pros and cons again and again before giving instructions to Tian who was driving the car.

"Go to Yichenxuan quickly."

He would not set foot there if it were not possible, but Shi Nuanyu could not die, or to be more precise, she could not die now.

Qinghe stared at the unconscious woman, sighed and held her in his arms.

Why is it different?

Moving from the hard wood to the warm embrace, the woman unconsciously found a comfortable position in his arms.

News of the Nanyue Empire's favorite princess causing a disturbance in Yanliu Alley spread throughout the streets and alleys. Word of her threatening court officials and forcing them to divorce their wives spread like wildfire. The people denounced the princess for meddling in other people's affairs, assaulting officials, forcibly seizing men, and committing all sorts of atrocities. What else could she possibly do?

With this action, the people hated the princess even more.

Even if they told the only people who knew the truth everything that happened that day, few people would believe them.

Under the investigation of the Dali Temple, Li Rong's case involved a wide range of people and was no longer just insulting his wife and stealing articles.

Fortunately, the Dali Temple found out that the matter had nothing to do with Wen Yiqiu, and the princess issued an edict allowing her to divorce her husband and set up her own house.

The Li family was confiscated and exiled. There was solid evidence that Li Rong insulted his wife, stole articles, and resold official positions, and he was executed in the autumn.

After Wen Yiqiu established his own business, he wrote a ten-thousand-word poem of gratitude to repay Her Royal Highness the Princess for saving his life.

She wrote down the whole story to clear Her Royal Highness's name.

He also re-annotated and praised his previous articles and poems and circulated them in bookstores, among which "On Women" was the most popular.

Two days passed in a flash, and the atmosphere in the princess's mansion was tense. Even the ants passing by had to be cautious.

In Yichenxuan, Shi Nuanyu was lying on a soft bed. The blush on her face had faded, and her fair little face was in a peaceful sleep.

The aroma of medicine wafted through the room, and her small nose twitched slightly as she turned over and wrapped herself in the quilt.

Sitting next to him was a monk with sharp eyebrows and bright eyes, wearing a white robe. He sat on a cushion and flipped through a medical book in his hand. The sunlight fell on him, making him look like a transcendent saint.

The sound of medicine boiling in the stove came from the pharmacy outside the house. He put down the medical book in his hand and walked out of the room. In a short moment, he saw him coming in with a bowl of medicine.

The man walked to the bedside, put down the bowl of medicine, and gently picked up the sleeping woman.

He pried open the woman's jaw, picked up the medicine bowl and fed the medicine into her mouth spoonful by spoonful.

A drop of medicine slid down the woman's smooth white chin, and he slowly picked up the handkerchief and wiped it.

When the bowl of medicine was finished, he put the woman in his arms down and wanted to feel her pulse, but when he turned his head, he met her bright eyes.

Shi Nuanyu stared at him without blinking, even forgetting the bitterness in her mouth.

National Master Qinghe!

How could she be in Qinghe's arms? She clearly remembered that she fell asleep in the carriage that day.

When Shi Nuanyu's eyes turned and fell on the man's smooth head, her brain short-circuited instantly.

He is not Qinghe. Qinghe has hair but he doesn't.

But why do they look exactly the same?
Could it be that I have traveled through time again, or met a ghost?

"Bless your highness."

The man's voice was cold, and his eyes contained ice and snow that had not melted for a thousand years. He withdrew his hand and stood up.

Your Highness!

Shi Nuanyu woke up from her dream. She was still in the book, and this was still Nan Yue.

"you……"

She was about to ask who you are when memories from the book flooded into her mind and she immediately remembered this person.

Meeting the man's indifferent gaze, Shi Nuanyu quickly said the rest of the words.

"Where is Qinghe?"

To be honest, she really didn't want to know where Qinghe was, she was just making small talk.

She remembered that this man was Qinghe's twin brother, the Holy Son Fusheng who was kidnapped from the Buddhist temple by the original owner.

It was rumored that a cold and aloof Buddhist disciple had appeared in Fuze Temple, and his appearance was exactly the same as that of the disciple of the old national master of the current dynasty. The original owner was very interested after hearing this.

She brought people to Fuze Temple and claimed that she wanted to kidnap someone and bring him back as her male concubine. When she went up the mountain, it was the time for the Fuze Temple's blessing ceremony, and the cold and handsome Holy Son sitting high on the altar caught her eye.

After the blessing ceremony, she quietly entered his meditation room, took off her clothes and said that the hustle and bustle of life had ruined her innocence.

A Buddhist temple is a place for quiet meditation. Even though the old abbot knew that his disciple was wrongly accused, due to the princess's unreasonable demands, he could only revoke his disciple's status and allow him to return to secular life.

He was originally a holy son respected by the world and hoped to transcend the world, but he did not expect that everything would change overnight. He became a slave of Princess Nanyue and lost his identity as a holy son.

The author has something to say: There are still two male protagonists missing. My dears, please read on patiently and I will definitely not let you down.

The heroine has a changeable personality due to her background, so stay tuned.

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