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

Chapter 172 Fight
Wei Chao's face turned ashen as he tried to explain, "This humble citizen..."

A round of applause interrupted him. Shi Nuanyu withdrew her hand and shook her head regretfully, "Tsk tsk tsk, the leader of the martial arts alliance has such a vicious heart. He wants to wipe out the other sects."

"Such behavior should indeed be publicized, so as not to disappoint the expectations of the martial arts alliance leader."

After speaking, Changling called over a few quick-witted guards and left.

She can also be sarcastic and shift blame.

"Your Highness, I have found out about the treasure."

The serious atmosphere was broken by the little girl, who ran excitedly into the yard.

"Your Highness, Treasure has uncovered the secrets of the current leader of the martial arts alliance."

Shi Nuanyu made a shushing gesture, "If it's a secret, it should be told in a lively place."

She looked at Wei Chao, whose face was deathly pale, with a leisurely air. "Martial Arts Alliance Leader, am I right?"

Wei Chao forced a bitter smile, "The princess is wise."

Treasure nervously covered her mouth, only to find someone kneeling on the ground.

"Why is the old man kneeling here?"

Shi Nuanyu understood the implication and gestured for her to continue.

“An hour ago, Zhenbao saw the old man’s little thing bullying people. He had the guards of the Martial Alliance tie up his older brothers and sisters and throw them into the pond again and again.”

"Is that so?" Shi Nuanyu smiled faintly, as if someone had offered her a pillow when she was sleepy. "The martial arts alliance leader is not good at teaching his child. I don't mind helping him."

The gigolo who climbed up the social ladder by clinging to the original wife—let's take away what he values ​​most and see how long he can tolerate it.

Thinking of the first one who died tragically, Wei Wushi, in a panic, begged for mercy, "It is my fault for disturbing the princess, and it has nothing to do with my child. I beg the princess to spare my child's life. I am willing to serve the princess like an ox or a horse to repay her kindness."

Shi Nuanyu rubbed her forehead, closed her eyes, and coldly uttered two words.

"Noisy."

Seeing this, A-Yuan quickly ordered the guards to drive the person out.

The noise subsided, and Zhenbao, lying at her feet, asked curiously, "Princess, are you going to teach the children?"

Shi Nuanyu gave a kind smile, "Of course it should be given to our lovely treasure. I don't like noisy children."

Zhenbao was struck dumb and shook her head repeatedly, "No, Zhenbao is a child herself, Zhenbao doesn't want to take care of children."

She pouted as she accused the child of his crimes, "If it weren't for Treasure's rescue, he would have almost tortured several older children to death. Treasure, don't share a room with that little devil."

This is torture!

That child was only ten years old, how could he possibly kill someone?
Shi Nuanyu sighed softly; she had forgotten again that this was not that era.

This era treats human life as worthless, and those in high positions control the lives of those in low positions.

"Ah Yuan, go investigate and lock him in a dark room tonight."

If he is indeed guilty of murder, age is not a shield to escape responsibility.

Thinking that she hadn't tried yet, she couldn't help but wonder if he was ready for the martial arts alliance competition, which was in two days.

Get ready...

Shi Nuanyu's lips twitched, and she rubbed her forehead, her head aching. "What are you doing?"

After having dinner, I returned to my room to rest, and this is what I saw as soon as I entered the room.

Before they could even try, Lingyan's robes were torn to shreds. The two men punched and kicked each other, but they were considerate enough not to hit each other's faces.

The furniture in the bedroom was in disarray, and there was barely any room to step.

Her gaze fell on the intact bed, and she thanked them for their leniency towards it.

The two hummed softly and turned their faces away from each other.

Shi Nuanyu's gaze swept over them from head to toe, revealing what lay beneath their tattered robes...

Ah!
To do something like this so late at night.

She sat on the bed with the air of the head of the household, "A-Ling, tell me what happened?" Hua Lingyan clenched her fists, not daring to look into her eyes.

"Sister, it's A-Ling's fault. A-Ling shouldn't have hit him."

The boy's soft voice made her unable to get angry. He mustered up his courage, looked up, and stared straight at her with innocent almond-shaped eyes.

“Sister, I am willing to accept your punishment.”

I couldn't bear to watch any longer, and my fists were trembling with anger.

"You idiot, you were the one who started it, and you're still pretending to be innocent."

He lifted his robe to reveal bruises on his abs. "You hit me so hard, and before I've even said anything, you're already complaining?"

Hua Lingyan bit her lip and said in a trembling voice, "It was A-Ling who hit me."

Shi Nuanyu sighed and asked again, "Why did you attack?"

He rambled on and on for ages, but didn't get a single word to the point.

She was really curious about how Qinghe disciplined them when they were at the princess's residence.

The two men froze, and silently fell silent.

They can't exactly say they fought over who got to sleep with them.

"Okay, fine, you won't tell me then."

Shi Nuanyu climbed onto the bed and lay down, uttering a few words lightly.

"None of you will get any sleep tonight until the bedroom is tidied up."

The two men stared at each other, their anger rising.

"If you fight again, stay away from me from now on."

With a single sentence, Shi Nuanyu successfully stopped the fight between the two. She turned her gaze to the two who were diligently tidying up the bedroom and began to supervise them.

In the original book, the two had a good relationship. After he died in the fire, Ah Ling would return to the Martial Alliance to see him every now and then.

The martial arts alliance had by then become ruins.

Judging by the timeline, the fire incident is not far off.

Now she has no grudges against Wei Zengshi, and Wei Zengshi will not deliberately provoke her. She will not slaughter the martial arts alliance like the original owner did.

If we make such assumptions, none of these things will happen.

His fate will change once he regains control of the Martial Arts Alliance.

And then there's Ah Ling. He won't be given away, and those tragic events won't happen to him. However, there's still no trace of his sister.

The people she sent out have not yet returned with any news. Nanyue is a vast place, and finding someone who disappeared a few years ago is like finding a needle in a haystack.

There's still the old Grand Tutor's body that hasn't been found, the future events involving the other five men, and the unexpected arrival of Jingzhu—who knows how he is now?

Upon closer reflection, she realized there were still many things she hadn't done.

The original owner's parents' attitude towards her was also strange. Her personality was very different from the original owner's, and they should have noticed it long ago, so why did they not take any action?

A host of doubts lingered in her mind; before her lay an impenetrable net, waiting for her to unravel all the mysteries.

My mind was foggy, and I drifted into a dream.

The two cleaners subconsciously moved more gently. After everything was tidied up, they looked at each other and saw determination in each other's eyes.

Without even trying to signal a truce, Hua Lingyan nodded, climbed onto the bed before him, took off his tattered robes, and carefully held the sleeping woman in his arms.

Compared to Hua Lingyan, Wei Zeng was rather hesitant. His face flushed red, and he shakily took off his robes and carefully climbed onto the bed.

The men are too strong; if I fight them alone, my chances of winning are slim. It would be better to join forces and wait for an opportunity to strike.

Completely unaware of the men's thoughts, Shi Nuanyu fell asleep peacefully. In her dream, she was being chased and roasted by two large furnaces, which seemed determined to melt her completely.

The weather in the Martial Alliance is unpredictable; in the morning, dark clouds gathered and a light rain began to fall.

The mournful cries continued unabated, and the woman on the bed impatiently covered her ears.