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

Chapter 91 Brothers fighting
The black hair fell from her shoulders, hindering Shi Nuanyu who was eating heartily. She was about to pull the hair off, but Qinghe was one step faster than her.

"Guangde deserves his punishment. He will go somewhere."

That monk needs to be investigated carefully. The incident happened too cleverly and it seems abnormal.

"He really needs to be reformed," Shi Nuanyu agreed very much. Perhaps because she had talked it out, she felt much more relaxed being with Qinghe. She picked up a piece of cake and handed it to his mouth.

"Would you like some peach blossom cake?"

Qing He blinked slowly and took a bite of the cake in her hand. The sweet taste spread across his taste buds. "Delicious."

"You..." Shi Nuanyu stretched out her hand to block his sight, "Just eat, don't keep staring at me."

Qinghe swallowed the pastry in his mouth, tilted his head to look at the person with a blushing face, with an uncontrollable smile in his eyes.

"Yes, Nuannuan."

This is so unfair. With this expression on his face, who is attacking whom?
Shi Nuanyu rolled her eyes at him and continued eating. She felt very hot inside and drank some cold tea to cool down.

After finally filling her stomach, she lazily lay down in the chair to rest.

"I haven't even asked where this place is. Are we really going to stay here for three days?"

She had just seen that the mansion was not small, and it would be a bit spacious for two people to live in one yard.

Qing He was about to answer when a servant came running over.

"Young Master, the Second Young Master is back."

Qinghe paused in drinking his tea, and the smile on his face faded noticeably.

Second Young Master!
Shi Nuanyu looked towards the courtyard door suspiciously, "Is Fusheng here?"

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw Fusheng appear at the gate of the courtyard. His clothes were disheveled and there was a trace of blood at the corner of his mouth.

"Fusheng, are you hurt?"

Shi Nuanyu hurriedly jumped up from the chair and ran to check his injuries. She wiped the blood from the corner of Fusheng's mouth.

"Did you vomit blood?"

Fusheng pursed his thin lips and let her walk around him, staring at her closely, not missing any expression on her face.

"Don't worry, Nuannuan, my brother is a doctor and can take care of himself."

Qinghe stood beside her as if declaring his sovereignty, emphasizing the word "Nuannuan".

Fusheng heard the word "Nuan Nuan" clearly, and his eyes dimmed as he saluted respectfully.

"I've met my brother."

Shi Nuanyu had never seen Fusheng bow to anyone before, and she felt inexplicably nervous.

There's something wrong with this atmosphere.

"If not, let Fusheng go in and rest first, and then ask a doctor to take a look."

As soon as he finished speaking, traces of bright red blood flowed from the corners of Fusheng's mouth.

Shi Nuanyu nervously helped him walk inside, "Qinghe, go get a doctor."

Fusheng was breathing heavily in discomfort, leaning most of his body on her.

"Thank you very much, Your Highness."

Qinghe looked at Fusheng's back with a gloomy look in his eyes. They were twins and he knew his intentions very clearly.

"Master, this..."

The servants who were watching everything lowered their heads nervously, waiting for the master's instructions.

"Go down."

His good brother was famous for his medical skills and his medical attainments were among the best. He thought he was the best doctor and asked other doctors not to treat him as well as he did.

After returning to Fuze Temple, I have more tricks up my sleeve.

Shi Nuanyu was unaware of these undercurrents and was busy helping to apply the medicine. She had promised the abbot that she would protect him and she could not go back on her word.

Fusheng lay on the bed with all his clothes on his upper body taken off, revealing his strong back. The wound on his back was bloody and may have been torn, and it was more serious than yesterday.

"Floating life, does it hurt?"

She puffed out her cheeks and blew gently, carefully removing the debris stuck to the wound.

"Didn't you go back to the princess's mansion? Why are you here? Your injuries are even more serious than before."

Fusheng's eyes flickered, his thoughts swirling. It took him a long moment before he spoke. "We encountered some bandits along the way and had a fight with them. They outnumbered us, so we barely escaped."

Shi Nuanyu was shocked when she heard this, and the scene of Fusheng being chased by bandits emerged in her mind.

"Fortunately, you're okay. If something really happened..."

How should she explain this to the abbot?

"Where are the bandits so rampant? I'd like to go there for a while."

Qinghe happened to hear this just as he arrived outside the door. He walked over to the two of them and looked at the injury on Fusheng's back.

"The injury is extremely serious."

Fusheng ignored him and didn't even look at him.

Shi Nuanyu paused while applying the medicine. They were twins with completely different personalities, but why were they both equally stubborn when they got angry?

It's not a good idea to always be angry like this, otherwise...

"Qinghe, come and help Fusheng apply the medicine," she thought for a moment and continued, "I'm a little tired."

The two brothers were about to say no but swallowed it back.

Qinghe raised the corner of his mouth and smiled, then took the ointment handed to him by Shi Nuanyu.

"It's been a long time since I fulfilled my brotherly duties, but today I can make up for it."

Shi Nuanyu replied with a smile and quickly gave up her seat.

"It's human nature for an older brother to care about his younger brother."

She moved a chair and sat down beside the bed, looking at the two brothers who were so friendly and respectful to each other with a smile.

The two of them, each with different thoughts, began to get busy under Shi Nuanyu's strange gaze.

"By the way, is there any way to deal with the bandits Fusheng just mentioned? Will they threaten the safety of the people?"

The bandits in the novel are all vicious and cruel, and no one is spared where they appear.

With every question she asked, Fu Sheng's heart tightened a little. He opened his mouth but really didn't know how to answer.

Monks do not tell lies, but he broke the precepts in a panic.

Qinghe lowered his head and suppressed his laughter, and took advantage of Shi Nuanyu's inattention to increase the force of applying the medicine.

Fusheng's indifferent eyes flashed with a hint of anger, "Brother, if you don't know how to apply the medicine, there's no need to take on the job."

Qing He applied a large amount of ointment without changing his expression, and when he looked up, he ignored his words with his expression as usual.

"Don't worry, Nuannuan. We just received news that the bandits have been apprehended by the government. They can't threaten the people in the city."

Shi Nuanyu let out a long "oh" and was extremely confused.

Why do you feel like you've been fooled?

But the male protagonist with good character should not tell lies.

After tossing and turning for a long time during the day, Shi Nuanyu was now very sleepy. She yawned loudly and rubbed the tears from the corners of her eyes due to sleepiness.

"Where will I sleep tonight?"

"It just so happens that my brother is fine now. I'll take Nuannuan to rest."

Qinghe put away the ointment and casually covered Fusheng's waist with a thin blanket. After washing his hands, he walked to Shi Nuanyu and helped her up.

Shi Nuanyu had just put his hand on him when Fusheng, with a pale face, covered his chest and coughed violently.

"Why are you coughing?" She retracted her hand and ran over to check. "Do you really not need to see a doctor?"

What if he hurt his lungs by coughing like this? Shi Nuanyu anxiously wanted to pat his back, but quickly stopped when she touched his back covered with scars.

Fusheng coughed twice and fell weakly on the bed.

"Nothing, Your Highness, could you please get some medicine from the cabinet? I'll be fine after taking the medicine and getting some sleep."

"Take the medicine and then what?"

Shi Nuanyu's brows couldn't help but tighten, "Is there anyone to take care of me?"

What if I die in my sleep if I sleep alone for the whole night without anyone to take care of me?
Fusheng's eyes dimmed and he remained silent, but his face grew paler.

Qing He's temples were throbbing. His brother was acting more and more...