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

Chapter 82: Mutual Confidants
After drinking a glass of water, Fusheng came over with a food tray in one hand and a set of clothes in the other.

"It's a cool spring day. Your Highness can go to the backyard and bathe after dinner."

"it is good."

Only then did Shi Nuanyu realize that she was still wearing a men's robe. No wonder Fusheng had been looking at her so often just now.

After eating and drinking, Fusheng led her to the backyard to take a bath. When she arrived, the bath was already prepared. Shi Nuanyu soaked in the tub comfortably.

It feels so comfortable to wash my cold limbs with warm water.

The sound of dripping water could be heard in the house, but Fusheng was not affected and sat upright in the chair, reading the medical book quietly.

The monks who occasionally passed by in the distance subconsciously moved away when they saw him.

As if she had thought of something, she lay down beside the bathtub and looked at the looming figure outside the house.

She really couldn't understand why he would guard the door for her. Moreover, the temple is a place for meditation. Is it appropriate for Fusheng to let her live in his meditation room openly?

and also……

"Fusheng, are you avoiding me?"

She is not the kind of person who hides or conceals things, and she doesn't like to speculate except to stay alive.

Hearing the words coming from inside the house, Fusheng raised his eyes slightly, and his brother's words that day came to his mind vividly.

When she didn't hear an answer, Nuanyu felt a little worried and was sure that he was indeed avoiding her.

Didn’t they become good friends at Yichenxuan that time?

Shi Nuanyu was puzzled. In order to completely dispel his intention to kill her in the future, she had to ask clearly.

He looked around, his eyes stopped on the crooked wooden bench and an idea came to his mind.

She carefully got out of the bathtub, put on her clothes, picked up the stool and smiled secretly.

There was a sound of something breaking in the house, followed by a woman's cry of pain.

"Ouch, that hurts."

Fusheng didn't have time to close the medical book and pushed the door open. What he saw was Shi Nuanyu sitting on the ground with red eyes and holding her ankle.

"Where is your Highness injured?"

He hurriedly checked her ankles, the slender joints were red, and his warm fingertips rubbed her ankles tentatively.

"Does it hurt?"

Shi Nuanyu shook her head and nodded, "It hurts a little."

How should I put it? It’s okay to lie to others, but when I lie to Fu Sheng, I actually feel guilty.

Seeing that there was no pain on her face, Fusheng understood.

"Your Highness, if you have nothing else to do, please return to your room. I will send you back to the palace after the prayer tomorrow."

He even used honorifics. Shi Nuanyu thought something was wrong and grabbed his robe to prevent him from leaving.

"It was wrong of me to lie to you, but there was a reason for it."

Fusheng's eyes narrowed, waiting for her to continue speaking.

"I asked you just now why you were avoiding me. Do you hate me as much as you did before?"

If he really hated her, why did he allow her to get close to him before?

Shi Nuanyu stared at him straight. If he really hated her, she would never have anything to do with him from now on.

Seeing that he didn't answer for a long time, Shi Nuanyu lowered her eyes in disappointment, and her robe slipped from her hands.

"I know," she said with a self-deprecating smile, "I thought we would become close friends."

She doesn't like to cause trouble to others, nor does she like others to treat her as trouble.

Of the seven people, he had no ill will towards her from the beginning, and they had a harmonious relationship afterwards. She had thought she could find friends in this era, but now it seemed she had been overthinking it. Shi Nuanyu stood up with her head lowered. "Just treat it as my nonsense," she said, forcing a smile that was fake and casual. "A single man and a single woman in the same room will cause gossip. I'll go find someone to swap rooms with."

Fusheng listened to her quietly until she finished speaking. When he understood the meaning of her words, his heart tightened and he grabbed her hand as if possessed.

"Your Highness's ability to talk to himself is not as good as mine. Since we are close friends and we are in the same room, others dare not say anything."

Not to mention that he is her nominal husband.

Shi Nuanyu looked up happily, "Do you mean you are willing to be my confidant?"

Facing those eyes full of joy, Fusheng finally nodded. Since they were friends, they would not have a closer relationship, and what his brother was worried about would not happen.

"Then why did you ignore me before?"

She still couldn't let go of this issue.

Fusheng looked embarrassed, wanting to say something but not knowing how to start.

"I understand," Shi Nuanyu stopped him, showing a considerate understanding. "You must have something unspeakable. I won't ask you again, but you have to promise that since we're friends, you won't be so distant with me anymore."

After all, the original owner had done something bad to him before, and he wanted to be friends with him, so he should be struggling to overcome the hurdle in his heart.

Shi Nuanyu held Fusheng's hand and solemnly promised, "Fusheng, I will never hurt you, you have to believe me."

Her eyes were clear, and there was no romantic feeling in them for him. She just regarded him as an ordinary confidant and friend.

Fusheng deliberately ignored the strange feeling in his heart and nodded slightly, "Your Highness's words are golden, and I naturally believe them."

Nuanyu was overjoyed when she made her first friend in this strange world. She took his hand and walked out the door briskly, chattering non-stop about her thoughts.

"Of course I keep my word, and I will definitely set you free. From now on, the sky will be high and free, and you can do whatever you want. No one will stop you then."

He would not have suffered the tragic ending described in the book, and she would not have been left with no remains and no place to be buried.

After returning to the room, Fusheng was called away by the abbot.

Shi Nuanyu was too embarrassed to ask for a change of rooms, but it didn't make sense for her to sleep in the same bed with her best friend.

After lying upside down in the room for a long time, she finally made a small bed on the floor. She happily lay on the floor to feel it.

Comfortable!

She stretched and was lying comfortably on the small bed, when the quarrel outside the house caught her attention.

Shi Nuanyu looked through the crack in the window and saw two little monks, one tall and one short, who looked no more than seven or eight years old.

The two little monks pushed each other, and both of them were so angry that their faces turned red and their necks became thick.

The shorter monk roared with tears in his eyes, "It's all because of your talkativeness that Senior Brother refused to preside over the blessing ceremony."

"Senior Brother Guangde told me to say this. He said that Senior Brother Du Ri was snatched away by Princess Nanyue. He has returned to secular life and is no longer eligible to participate in the blessing ceremony. The other brothers are all asking why you only scold me."

The taller monk felt very aggrieved, but he stiffened his neck and tried not to cry.

The young monk grabbed his collar and cursed, "You are an ungrateful villain. You believe everything they say. Have you forgotten who brought you up the mountain and who persuaded the abbot to let you become his disciple?"

Pray!

Du Ri is Fu Sheng's Buddhist name. She tried hard to recall the plot in the book. It was indeed true. Fuze Temple held a blessing ceremony every June.
Pray for the soldiers who died on the battlefield in Nanyue, and let Ran Xigui lead them back home.

Before Fu Sheng was taken back to the princess's mansion, he presided over the annual blessing ceremony. The masters of Fuze Temple called him a rare holy man in thousands of years, and gave him the title of Holy Son.

When Fusheng was young, the abbot brought him to Fuze Temple and taught and raised him with great care, hoping that he would inherit his legacy and grow up happily and carefree.

He is Fusheng's master and also Fusheng's father. He is more like a family member than a relative.

Unfortunately, all of this was destroyed by the original owner.

This plot in the book also laid the foundation for one of the reasons why Fusheng eventually became the second Yama.

(End of this chapter)