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

Chapter 89: Love in the Peach Forest
Qing He pinched her arms and leaned weakly against her neck. The familiar scent of roses soothed his boredom.

"Qing He can only be your Highness's husband."

She has no idea how dazzling she is, like the warm spring sunshine that refreshes the heart.

Shi Nuanyu felt really embarrassed for forcing such a gentle imperial teacher into this state, and patted someone's back to comfort him.

"Alright, alright, I won't ask any more questions. You are my husband."

Seeing that he had no intention of getting up, Shi Nuanyu stretched out her finger and poked his shoulder.

"You're a little heavy, can you get up?"

Qinghe rubbed her neck, slowly sat up straight, and knocked on the carriage window three times with his fist.

"Let's go back."

Shi Nuanyu became more and more confused. He seemed angry?

Men's emotions are so difficult to guess. If you don't agree with them, they will be unreasonable, and if you agree with them, they will be unhappy.

She had no choice but to open the car window and look out.

"Fusheng is injured, shouldn't we wait for him?"

Qinghe had not yet recovered from his frustration. He leaned back with a gloomy look on his face, supporting his chin with one hand.

"Don't worry, someone has been arranged to pick him up."

After all, he is his own brother, he will not ignore him.

Shi Nuanyu subconsciously shut her mouth and stopped asking. She had a premonition that if she asked Fusheng one more question, Qinghe would be even more unhappy.

She was watching the scenery outside the window with great interest, when a veil fell from the sky to block her view, and a big hand covered her eyes.
There was the sound of moving robes behind him, and then he was enveloped by a tall figure.

Qing He held her in his arms, cherishing her. "Your Highness, you've been busy all day. Rest well and don't force yourself to stay strong."

The gentle whisper in her ear made Shi Nuanyu's heart beat faster, and her tense body softened as she leaned into the man's warm arms.

He knew he was holding on.

The darkness could perfectly hide the emotions in her eyes. Shi Nuan's eyelashes trembled slightly, and an unbearable sourness surged to the tip of her nose.

She turned around and hugged Qing He's waist, resting her head on his thighs, and discontentedly picked up his outer robe to cover her head.
"I'm asleep. Don't disturb me."

It’s all his fault. He almost broke the defense.

Qing He smiled and bent his long legs to let her sleep more peacefully.

The carriage swayed slowly, and his eyes gently swept over Fusheng who was standing by the roadside, and he lowered the window.

Looking at the carriage that was leaving with a cloud of dust, a trace of disbelief flashed across Fusheng's indifferent eyes. His brother had the same idea as him!
princess mansion

Wei Zengshi could no longer contain his curiosity and ran to Zuijunju to check. He received the news that today was the day when the Poison Girl returned, and he wanted to see how she would take him down.

He turned Zuijunju upside down but found no one. He then ran to the Punishment Department without stopping. The scene before him shocked him.

"Little fool, what are you doing?"

Hua Lingyan was wiping her sword expressionlessly. Two bloody corpses lay in the cell. Judging from their faces, they were the maid and the old housekeeper.

I didn't even try to take a deep breath. I couldn't believe my eyes, so I slapped him on the head in frustration.

"Even if you want to kill them for revenge, you shouldn't do it here. If the Poison Girl tracks us down, we'll all be doomed."

Hearing the word "poisonous woman", Hua Lingyan raised her eyes slightly, tightened her grip on the hilt of the sword, and began to defend herself.

"Commit suicide by taking poison. Find the source of the poison."

I was shocked. "We had searched and cleaned their bodies that day. How could there be poison on them?"

Moreover, the case has been handed over to the Dali Temple for trial. They were merely brought out to atone for their crimes, and they can still survive after the truth is revealed.

Is it...

The two looked at each other, and Hua Lingyan nodded to confirm his guess.

I tried to open my eyes wide and almost couldn't control my temper.

"How many people have infiltrated the princess's mansion? Doesn't Qinghe care about it?" Hua Lingyan lowered his head and continued to polish the sword. After wiping the sword clean, he threw the handkerchief into the fire with disgust. After finding a place to wash his hands, he took out a token from his arms and handed it to Wei Zengshi, who was flying around like a fly.

Wei Chengshi took the token in astonishment, "The Poison Lady actually gave you the Princess's Token, little fool, you really have become the Poison Lady's slave."

Hua Lingyan was dissatisfied with the words of the minister under her skirt, so she snatched the token and hid it in her arms.

"I am His Highness's legitimate husband after he married the Royal Jade Butterfly."

She is not a vixen who seduces decent girls in a brothel.

"It's over, you're completely finished. What kind of magic potion did the poison girl feed you? One by one, you've been poisoned by her."

He has never been so desperate that he beats his chest and stamps his feet. Now is he the only one who maintains his innocence?
He wiped his face to stop his sad tears from flowing.

"Let's go to work."

With the princess's orders, it would be easier for them to act in the palace, and they could complete the imperial teacher's orders as quickly as possible.

"Let's go and get to work."

Shi Nuanyu rolled up her sleeves and was eager to try out the peach tree in front of her. She walked around the tree several times and bowed three times in a very ritualistic manner.

"Peach Blossom Fairy, I'll pick a few of your flowers to make peach blossom soup. Don't blame me if no fruit grows."

Qing He's smile deepened, and he stood beside her holding a small basket.

"Your Highness is so pious, the Peach Blossom Fairy will definitely not blame you."

"Of course," Shi Nuanyu half-opened one eye and tilted her head to look at him playfully, "No one can match my piety."

"Qinghe is ashamed of himself."

The carriage went around in circles for a whole day, but she did not return to the princess's residence but was taken to a mansion.

When she first woke up, she was still confused, but she adapted to the situation based on the principle of making the best of things.

After a good sleep, she had nothing to do, so Qinghe took her to the peach forest on the mountain to enjoy the scenery.

After praying earnestly, Shi Nuanyu climbed up the peach tree using her hands and feet, and boldly opened her arms to enjoy the comfort of the spring breeze.

The scenery in the distance comes into view. The gurgling stream surrounds the entire peach forest, and the green mountains in the distance are like a giant dragon protecting this land.

Such a beautiful scene made her compose a poem.

"Spring days are warm, spring days are long, spring mountains are green, spring waters are rippling."

It’s so appropriate.

The passionate and high-pitched tone is like a strong wind in spring, blowing the flower buds wrapped in layers with a powerful attitude.

Qinghe looked up at the person who disturbed his heart. He had seen the most beautiful scenery, and nothing else could catch his eye.

He used his inner strength to strike the surrounding peach trees, and the petals flew wildly in the air accompanied by the breeze.

Nuanyu couldn't help but stare at such a beautiful scene. She reached out to catch the petals flying in the air, picked up the pink petals, placed them in front of her eyes, and looked at the man under the peach tree.

Peach blossoms, beautiful scenery, handsome men, food, sex and human nature.

With a white shirt fluttering in the wind, long ink-black hair, a handsome face with soft lines, and a pair of smiling eyes, he exudes the aura of a banished immortal.

Otherwise you would have the appearance of a fairy, or the bones of a swallow or crane.

At this moment, she finally understood the meaning of the words left by the old national teacher on the scroll.

Shi Nuanyu's eyes met his, and those gentle eyes seemed to make her indulge in them, and her heart beat uncontrollably.

It seems like something has changed.

Anyone would like such a wonderful person.

If he wasn't the hero in the original book...

No, she couldn't let her mind wander. She looked away, hurriedly plucked a peach blossom and threw it at him, burying the strange feeling in her heart.

"Qinghe, catch it."

The author has something to say: Spring, spring is warm, spring is long, spring mountains are green, spring waters are rippling. From the Qing Dynasty. Zheng Banqiao's "Spring Poems"