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

Chapter 90 Gambling
The falling peach blossoms landed steadily in his hands, and Qinghe bent his fingers slightly and held it firmly in his palm.

Peach blossoms stir up three thousand emotions, who says that spring love is tied to the heartstrings.

"Hey, are you stupid?"

Shi Nuanyu waved from the tree, "Qinghe, look here."

Qinghe looked up at the sound, and peach blossoms in twos and threes flew towards him rudely. He quickly caught the falling peach blossoms with his hands.

In half an incense stick of time, he had filled a basket and held it up to show her.

"Goddess Scattering Flowers, thank you for your reward, Your Highness."

Shi Nuanyu smiled and carefully came down from the tree in a bear hug posture, then took the small basket and joked.

"I am not worthy of being a goddess. If I want to be one, I would rather be a sloth."

"Why?"

"Of course it eats and sleeps, sleeps and eats, and is happy every day."

Qinghe understood what she meant and did not dampen her interest.

"Living like a wandering cloud and a wild crane, not caring about external affairs, I listen with fascination."

"That's right. Who wouldn't want to live like this, happy every day, without worrying about external affairs?"

The two found a stone to sit on, carefully picking out the petals and throwing away those that were bitten by insects and dirty.

When Taohua was halfway through picking, Nuanyu asked him curiously.

"Why did you bring me here?"

Qing He chuckled, his eyes fixed on her profile.

"I have selfish motives towards Your Highness. Can Your Highness trust me?"

Thinking of what he said in the carriage, Shi Nuanyu's cheeks flushed crimson. This man's selfish motive was to covet her.

But she was a person who refused to admit defeat, and asked back stubbornly.

"What if I believe it, what if I don't believe it?"

Qinghe picked up a peach blossom and pinned it on her ear. The peach blossom matched her rosy face perfectly.

"If you believe it, Qing He's heart will be given to His Highness. If you don't believe it, Your Highness's heart will be given to Qing He."

It would have been fine if she hadn't known about these flirting remarks, but after she knew about them, Nuanyu felt uncomfortable all over when she heard him say these things, and she turned her face away at a loss.

"Whether you believe it or not is up to you alone. I have never responded."

Qinghe stood up, walked in front of her, knelt on one knee, and held her face to prevent her from moving away.

"Your Highness, do you dare to make a bet with Qing He?"

When she heard the word "bet", her eyes lit up. "What bet?"

As long as there is no love involved, I am willing to do anything.

"Bet," Qing He deliberately whetted her appetite, looking into her eyes full of expectation, "Bet on love."

It was love again, and Shi Nuanyu's straight waist suddenly lost its strength.

"We can't not talk about it..."

Before he could finish his words, a slender finger appeared on his lips.

"Your Highness, please listen to me carefully," Qing He's eyes flickered, and his body couldn't help but lean towards her. "Master once said that you should strive hard for the people and things you like. Your Highness, could you give Qing He a chance to fight for them?"

Shi Nuan pursed her jade-red lips and nodded with difficulty under his gaze.

It would be great if he was not the protagonist. I would agree to it now. Life is short and it’s nice to taste the bitterness of love.

"Just don't go too far."

Qing He breathed a sigh of relief and chuckled, "That's not too much. It's Qing He's luck that His Highness gave him a chance."

"What's the stakes?"

She is more concerned about this issue.

Qing He laughed. There was no need to hide the words anymore. He took her hand and said it seriously.

"If Your Highness falls in love with Qing He within five months, Qing He will stay with Your Highness for the rest of his life. Otherwise, we will be strangers."

"During this period, Your Highness must not refuse Qing He's kindness."

He was betting on her, and also on himself. Shi Nuanyu thought for a moment. May was not a long time, nor a short time, but she would not suffer any loss. By then, they could also part ways amicably.

After she figured it out, she held his hand back and said, "I, Shi Nuanyu, promise you."

It was not His Highness Nanyue, but herself, Shi Nuanyu.

Qing He's eyes lit up slightly, and the smile spreading in his eyes was like the warm spring sun, which stunned a certain lustful woman.

"Your Highness, can Qinghe change his words?"

Not hearing clearly, Shi Nuanyu nodded randomly, "Okay, okay."

"Nuan Nuan."

Qing He repeated the name several times in his mind before calling out. Under the stunned gaze of the woman, he called out several more times.

"Nuannuan, Nuannuan."

The scorching heat spread to her earlobes, and Shi Nuanyu stretched out her hand to press against his approaching body.

"We are not together, you don't have to..." He called out in such an ambiguous way.

Oh my God, why does a gentle and elegant man make people blush and their hearts beat so fast when he acts like a spoiled child?

No, messing with the hero would mean getting into big trouble, and she had to stick to her original intention.

Sometimes you don’t have to keep your original intention.

Shi Nuanyu stared at the big pot with a hole in it with despair, trying hard to think if she had done anything wrong.

"Don't move, just sit there and don't move."

Qinghe could no longer maintain the smile on his face. He squatted down timidly, holding a burning piece of firewood in his hand.

So after they came back from their affair on the mountain, they were preparing to make peach blossom soup, but Qinghe burned a hole in the pot and the soup spilled all over the floor.

Shi Nuanyu took a deep breath and smiled bitterly, "I thought the Imperial Master was capable of both literature and martial arts, but I didn't expect there were things he wasn't good at."

Qing He lowered his head awkwardly and coughed dryly, then inserted the fire stick into the ashes and brushed off the dust on his hands.

"Although I have followed my master since I was young, I have never been to Ju Zaojun."

Shi Nuanyu understood. Apart from the days when he was tortured by the original owner, everyone had forgotten that he was the honorable little disciple in the Imperial Master's Mansion. His suffering also began after the death of the old Imperial Master.

Thinking about it this way, she didn't feel angry at all.

"Everyone has things they're not good at, and I understand that."

She picked up the small stool and sat next to him in frustration, "So what are we eating tonight?"

They can't really go hungry for one night, not to mention they have to stay here for three days.

Seeing that she showed no dissatisfaction, Qinghe relaxed his brows and stretched out his hand in front of her.

"I will definitely not let Nuannuan go hungry."

Shi Nuanyu's eyebrows curved in surprise and asked, "Do you have a solution?"

As long as you are not hungry, everything will be fine.

She took the man's big hand and urged him impatiently.

"Take me there quickly."

Qinghe followed behind her, his eyes reflecting the woman with a bright smile.

It turns out that the joy in one's heart does not require doing anything extra, and simply getting along with each other can satisfy it. He will not let this joy disappear.

The two of them trotted into the yard, where tea and snacks had been prepared early. Shi Nuanyu, who was starving, happily rushed over, washed her hands, and hurriedly picked up a piece of cake and took a bite.

"If we had known there was such delicious food, we wouldn't have had to go to all the trouble of making peach blossom soup."

Qing He picked up the handkerchief and wiped the corners of her mouth. "Eat slowly."

"You can't slow down a bit. You don't know what I've been eating these days."

Shi Nuanyu ate a mouthful of cake and a sip of tea, swallowed the food with difficulty and continued: "Bland food,

There is no meat or vegetables at all. Do you know that Fu Sheng is being bullied? "

"That old bald donkey is a disciple of the Stubborn Donkey Sect and is also very stubborn. He thinks Fusheng looks down on him. To be honest, I also look down on him.
He is very jealous, can't control his desires, and blames everything on others. In fact, his master has a lot to do with his becoming like this."

Qing He listened to her sharing patiently. Although he already knew the whole story, his heart still ached when he heard her talk about being locked in a burning Zen room.