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

Chapter 55 You are my younger brother

Meeting the boy's pitiful almond-shaped eyes, Shi Nuanyu stood on tiptoe and touched his forehead with concern.

"Are you frightened or sick? Why aren't you talking?"

Hua Lingyan shook his head silently, with nothing else in his eyes except the woman.

He didn't know what this felt like, but at this moment he just wanted to stay quietly by her side.

Shi Nuanyu was suspicious, "Could it be that I have not tried it yet and got infected?"

A Ling is not smart to begin with, what if he gets infected with a stupid disease that he has never tried before?
The book describes how Hua Lingyan was brutally abused after being given to Princess Xiangfang by the original owner. Princess Xiangfang's methods of punishing people were cruel and brutal, and the boy was treated inhumanely by her.

Shi Nuanyu didn't dare to imagine what terrible things the boy would have experienced if she had not traveled through time earlier.

In this dynasty where imperial power was supreme, the death of one person meant nothing to them.

Even if Hua Lingyan died or became disabled, she would be just like an ant discarded by others.

She couldn't imagine how the boy in the original book had gotten through that dark time, let alone what he had suffered afterwards...

Shi Nuanyu shook off the random thoughts in her mind and gave the boy a big hug.

"Ah Ling, be good. Sister will protect you. Don't be afraid."

Every word was like an intoxicating wine, and the young man was completely captivated by it.

Hua Lingyan's heart was beating even faster than before. In his arms was the bright moon in his heart, a desire that he dared not offend but could not control.

He raised and lowered his hand several times but still failed to wrap his arms around the woman's slender waist.

Your Highness, can I hold Aling?
I kept asking myself this question in my heart, but I didn't dare say it out loud.

There was a violent heartbeat in her ears, which made Shi Nuanyu's ears numb.

Are you really that scared?
Poor.

She let go of the boy and pulled him to sit on the chair, looking down at him with a serious expression.

"A Ling, I have something to tell you."

Hua Lingyan put her hands on her thighs and sat down obediently waiting.

"From now on, if anyone dares to bully you, you will bully them back. If you are wronged, tell me and I will take care of it for you.

I have said that I will treat you as my younger brother and will protect you. No one in my palace will be wronged. Do you understand?"

Brother?
Hua Lingyan lowered her head in grievance, with a hurt and lonely tone in her voice.

"Your Highness, A Ling is your husband."

For some reason, he doesn't like the word "brother".

Shi Nuanyu rubbed his furry head and explained patiently, "A Ling, I will set you free. By then, your identity as my husband will not be able to hold you back.

The world is so big that you can realize your ambitions and ideals, or you can find a loved one and spend your life in peace."

All she could do was to give them all freedom. They shouldn't be trapped in the palace, and they shouldn't have to sacrifice their entire lives because of the original owner's whim.

Hua Lingyan looked up blankly, her almond-shaped eyes looking at the woman in front of her helplessly.

Every word she said was like a dark fog pressing down on my heart, making me feel extremely uncomfortable.

He opened his mouth to retort, but he didn't know what to say.

"Your Highness."

Hua Lingyan held the woman's slender wrist, but he didn't dare to use force for fear of hurting her.

"A Ling, what's wrong with you?"

Shi Nuanyu was extremely worried. Why did he look so pitiful? Was he really stupid?

"Did that woman hit you? Let me see where you are hurt."

She pretended to check if the boy had any wounds.

Hua Lingyan shook her head in disappointment and held her hands in hers.

"Your Highness, A Ling is not injured. A Ling is fine."

He just felt uncomfortable in his heart and didn't know how to start.

Shi Nuanyu breathed a sigh of relief and patted her chest.

"I'm glad you're alright. I'll take it from you that you've really become stupid, as if you've never tried before."

The person who was eavesdropping on the roof was furious.

Damn that vicious woman, comparing him to that little idiot.

The spring sun and breeze blew through the bamboo forest, and the bamboo leaves danced and swayed in the air.

Under the green bamboos, groups of ants are foraging and migrating.

Under the thatched pavilion, Qinghe, dressed in white plain clothes, was leisurely sipping tea. Opposite him sat Fusheng, who was flipping through medical books.

"You haven't taken the vows yet, so why are you wearing that monk's robe?"

Fusheng raised his eyes and glanced at his brother with distant eyes.

"My brother didn't prepare any clothes for me."

Qing He finally looked up at him, a hint of a smile flashing across his gentle brows.

"Brother forgot."

He seemed to recall something, "Your Highness ordered the servants to prepare clothes for each courtyard a few days ago. Why didn't you wear them?"

Fusheng closed the medical book and stood up, not wanting to say anything more to him.

"Brother, if you have nothing else to do, I will take my leave first."

"You're still blaming me."

Qinghe shook his head helplessly. Everyone said that his younger brother was cold-tempered, but they didn't know that he was a stubborn person. He would remember one thing for years.

"Do you know that I had to do that back then..."

"Brother," Fusheng interrupted him, his tone calm but revealing some anger, "what happened back then is done, it's not your fault."

Qing He took a sip of tea and said, "If you don't want to mention it anymore, then I won't mention it. When will you leave?"

Fusheng lowered his eyes in thought, "The end of next month."

Qing He knew his temper, and it was useless to ask further questions if he didn't want to.

"Brother, I won't ask you what you want to do, but remember one thing: don't leave your heart in the Princess's Mansion."

Fusheng stared at him briefly, "You too."

He left behind three words and turned away in big strides.

Qinghe did not get up and leave, but played with the teacup in his hand.

"The gentleman on the beam is being cursed by others. Isn't Your Highness afraid that his reputation will be ruined?"

The exposed Yu Changfeng walked out of the forest with a swagger.

"I just happened to pass by here and saw a good show. The Imperial Master is a broad-minded person and will not hold it against me."

He drank two or three cups of tea in a row. "Good tea."

Qing He slowly brewed another pot of tea, "If anyone were to chew on the peony like you, the fun of drinking tea would be lost."

Yu Changfeng's eyes revealed an ambiguous look, "I don't know whether it's a peony or not, I only know one thing."

Qing He waited in silence for him to continue.

"Merciful Holy Son," Yu Changfeng pointed to the location of his heart, "We can no longer defend this place."

"Princess Nanyue Shi Nuanyu is a resourceful person. In just a few months, she has impressed you all. This is truly admirable."

Qing He lowered his eyes and the smile on his face disappeared, his cold and indifferent expression was no different from that of his life.

"Your Highness, why did you stop after making such thorough plans?"

Yu Changfeng caught a glimpse of the guqin placed beside him, and used his internal energy to throw the teacup out.

"Using the zither to stop the killing, the Imperial Master has a good strategy."

Use the sound of the zither to warn him not to act rashly.

Yu Changfeng dared to believe that he sent someone to sneak into Nanyue the moment before, and Qinghe's letter would fly to the border the next moment.

Qinghe flicked his long sleeves to block the teacup as it reached the guqin, "Don't ruin this top-grade Feiquan Qiubo Qin."

Yu Changfeng sneered, "No matter how good the zither is, it's a waste in your hands. Otherwise, I can sell it and get a good price."

The two looked at each other with an undercurrent surging. A strong wind blew and the bamboo forest outside the pavilion rolled in the wind. Pieces of bamboo leaves were cut by the sharp blade and fell to the ground.

In an instant, the bamboo leaves were blown up by the strong wind and turned into sharp blades that attacked indiscriminately.

(End of this chapter)