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

Chapter 49 Four People on a Show
Shi Nuanyu sat in the man's arms in a trance, her little face as rosy as the setting sun.

She hugged Qinghe's neck with both hands and buried her head even lower.

I regret it so much. If she had known it would be such a posture, she would definitely not agree.

The maids who occasionally passed by cast curious glances, wondering about the relationship between the imperial teacher and the princess?

Shi Nuanyu tried to negotiate, "Qinghe, please let me down and I can walk on my own, okay?"

The gentle and elegant imperial teacher looks weak, unlike the firm lines of his muscles and the powerful arms.

They are no different from others in life, they are indeed brothers.

Qinghe placed his big hand on her arm to stabilize her body, not caring about the strange looks from the servants.

"Your Highness is injured and should not overwork."

The firm words seemed to say that he was determined to make this decision today.

Shi Nuanyu wanted to slap herself in the face. Why did she say that just now?

The weather was clear, the wind was cool, the sun was bright and warm, and people were almost dead.

Life is just like a catkin in front of the wind, with sporadic joys and sporadic sorrows.

A lifetime, decades, years, an hour, a few minutes slowly pass by.

It doesn't matter.

We arrived at the intersection and soon arrived at Furong Pavilion.

"Brother."

A voice as cold as snow came with the cold wind. Fusheng walked towards him with a medicine box in his hand, and his calm gaze passed over the two entangled people.

Qing He nodded slightly, "Brother."

The atmosphere when the two met was really awkward, and Shi Nuanyi had to raise her bright smile and greet him.

"Fusheng, where are you going?"

"Furong Pavilion, apply medicine for His Highness."

"What a coincidence, let's go together."

Shi Nuanyu invited enthusiastically, and secretly patted Qinghe's shoulder to signal him to let her go.

"Then let's go together."

Qing He ignored him, the smile on his lips gentler than usual.

Ruined!
I always felt that the way these two brothers get along with each other is very strange, as if they dislike each other but don't express it on their faces.

If two people are in the same room, will they fight?

Shi Nuanyu's worries were unnecessary. She was sitting upright on the bed, looking awkwardly at the two brothers sitting in front of the bed.

Zhenbao had already run away, leaving her alone to face them.

"I think the medicine can be applied later. If you have anything else to do, you can leave first."

The order to expel them has been issued so clearly, they shouldn't stay, right?
Qinghe picked up the code of law that she had placed under the bed and began to read it.

"If Your Highness is tired, just lie down on the couch and rest."

Shi Nuanyu was dumbfounded. She didn't have the habit of being watched while sleeping.

She gritted her teeth and looked at the other man.

"Fusheng, what do you think?"

Fusheng kept organizing the medicine box. He took out the bottles and jars and placed them neatly one by one on the stool at the head of the bed.

"Today I will apply the medicine to remove scars from His Highness's wounds."

Shi Nuanyu rubbed her hands together and nodded in agreement, the smile on her face almost becoming stiff.

"That's very important."

Seeing that Fusheng had prepared the ointment, Qinghe still had no intention of avoiding it, so Shi Nuan reminded him with a wry smile.

"Master Imperial Master, I am about to apply the ointment."

Qing He raised his eyelids and said, "Your Highness, I am your husband."

Okay, okay, you won’t avoid it, right? Shi Nuanyu’s temper surged in her heart and she gave a tough order.

"Since you won't go out, come and help me change my clothes."

The two brothers paused, their gazes turning to the bold woman on the bed.

Shi Nuanyu sneered and challenged, "Master Imperial Master, are you afraid?"

He kept procrastinating, as if he really thought she was a pushover.

What's more, she is Her Royal Highness the Princess. What's wrong with having a few male favorites with male model figures?
"Since there is such a good thing, Your Highness might not mind if I join in the fun." Yu Changfeng, dressed in a dark robe, strode in from outside the door. He sat on the bench with a majestic posture and made comments with great interest.

"I admire your highness's vigor and energy. It is very rare for two husbands to serve one wife."

He looked around and felt that something was wrong, then pointed at himself with sudden realization.

"With me included, it would be three husbands serving one wife."

Two are not enough, add one more troublemaker.

Shi Nuanyu laughed in anger, okay, okay, this is how you want to deal with her, right?

"Changfeng, right? Come over here and massage my legs."

Then he pointedly said, "Master Imperial Master, are you ready to change my clothes?"

Even if I am doomed to fail in the future, I cannot lose face today.

To her, Shi Nuanyu's face is the greatest face of all.

I have been fighting in factories for many years and have never lost.

Qinghe put down the Code of Law, stood up, and calmly began to take off his outer shirt.

Shi Nuanyu opened her arms and calmly enjoyed being served.

She was determined to see who could last longer.

"Well, since the Imperial Master is so proactive, I can't fall behind."

Yu Changfeng stepped forward steadily, "Your Highness, please lie down."

Well, today one or two of them are having a hard time with her.

Shi Nuanyu glanced at Yu Changfeng and asked, "Didn't you see that the Imperial Master was serving me?"

I don’t know what words irritated Qinghe, and he immediately pulled the ribbon around Shi Nuanyu’s waist.

Okay, okay, since you haven’t left yet since it’s come to this, let’s get serious.

The slight ripple in Shi Nuanyu's heart disappeared, leaving only a strong desire to win.

"Master Imperial Master, just untying the ribbon won't do."

Fusheng, who had been waiting for a long time, said calmly, "You need to apply the ointment within half an incense stick."

Yu Changfeng raised his eyebrows frivolously and made a blunt sarcastic remark.

"Master Imperial Master, don't you know how to do it? Changfeng is willing to do it for you."

Seeing his cynical look, Shi Nuanyu cursed inwardly: How can this guy be so rude?

"Your Highness, if you want to scold me, then do so. It's not easy to hold it in your heart."

Shi Nuanyu looked displeased, "When did I scold you?"

Is she the type to curse?

My aunt has told me since she was little that she is the most gentle and lovely child in the world.

This person is pure slander.

Yu Changfeng chuckled, "At least control that expression on your face. If I were to use the jade mirror to look at you, your whole face would be filled with curses."

Shi Nuanyu retorted bluntly, "You are petty, so you think others are petty too. Do you think that everyone who looks at you is secretly criticizing you?"

As the two of them quarreled, the clothes on Shi Nuan's shoulders slipped off.

Just as she was about to cover her chest, she saw Qinghe and Yu Changfeng close their eyes neatly.

Shi Nuanyu raised her head proudly.

How dare you fight with me?

I have eaten more salt than you have eaten rice.

"Your Highness, lie down."

Fusheng lowered his head and fiddled with the ointment in his hand. After Shi Nuanyu lay down, he covered her with a thin blanket and covered both sides of her body with bedding, leaving only her back covered with scars.

Shi Nuanyu gave him a sweet smile, silently said thank you to him, and then gave orders in a haughty manner.

"Yu Changfeng, Lord Yu, please massage my legs."

Fusheng pulled a faint smile at the corner of his mouth and carefully applied the ointment to her.
Hearing the shout, Qinghe and Yu Changfeng opened their eyes, but what they saw was not the woman's smug smile, but the shocking whip marks on her back.

Yu Changfeng surrendered first, "I will serve Her Royal Highness the Princess well today, since I am kind-hearted."

Qinghe sat back in his chair in silence, picked up the code of law and continued reading, but his eyes fell on Shi Nuanyu's back intentionally or unintentionally.

The author has something to say: Life is like the fluff in the wind, happiness is sporadic, sadness is also sporadic. From: Modern. Wang Guowei's "Picking Mulberry Leaves"

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