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

Chapter 184 The Holy Son is Not Cold

"By the way, where is Yu Changfeng?"

Waking up and not seeing him left me feeling a little lonely.

In her dream, his resolute smile as he faced death was deeply etched into her mind.

To live and die with her?
"He is the Crown Prince of Beilin, and he cannot linger after the Martial Arts Alliance Competition has ended."

Fusheng took out several white jade bottles from his medicine box and handed them to her, saying, "The Martial Alliance has the medicinal herbs I need; I need to keep them for a few more days."

They parted again shortly after meeting, and Shi Nuanyu playfully jumped into his arms, pinching his earlobe with ill intent.

When are you planning to go back?

The princess's residence was rather deserted with many people gone.

Fu Sheng asked in surprise, "Aren't you going to stop me?"

He wrapped his arms around her waist and made her straddle him.

Shi Nuanyu blinked her bright eyes and lowered her head to rub her nose against his.

"I know you have a kind heart as a doctor, so I will not stop you from moving forward."

Her tone suddenly hardened, and she bit his lip in dissatisfaction.

“I’ll be angry if you cheat on me.”

Fusheng's eyes were filled with tenderness as he held the back of her head, taking the initiative and savoring her softness. Their lips met, and their hot breaths mingled.

"When His Highness issues an order, none of us dare disobey."

Seeing the two entwined in affection, Tao Huiyan, her eyes dim, quietly left.

Fu Sheng caught a glimpse of him leaving the house, picked up the person in his arms and placed her on the bed, gently licking the side of her neck.

"Aren't you afraid of hurting his feelings by being affectionate in front of him?"

The warm breath beside her ear tickled her heart, and Shi Nuanyu laughed out loud, reaching out to press her hand against his chest.

"Stop kissing me, it tickles."

Fusheng grasped her hand, "Don't stop," and lingered on her red lips, kissing her even more fiercely.

When the kiss ended, he was slightly out of breath and looked directly into her shimmering eyes. "Nuan Nuan, are you using me to annoy others?"

Shi Nuanyu tilted her head innocently, her fingertips circling around the man's heart.

"I can tell the difference."

She simply wanted to be close to him.

A dark glint appeared in Fusheng's eyes as he took her hand and gently bit her fair, rosy fingertips.

"Little liar!"

She's lying to him again.

At this moment, he could no longer resist the urge to touch her warmth.

Overwhelmed with desire, he kissed her brows and eyes, his gaze lingering on her.

"May I?"

Shi Nuanyu rolled over and pinned him down, kissing his earlobe.

“At this point, you’re still asking if it’s okay? You and Qinghe are exactly the same in character.”

Fusheng's hazy eyes held a hint of annoyance as he grabbed her waist, turned her over, and regained control.

"Don't mention him!"

He sat alone all night that day, and today he wants his brother to taste the torment of lust.

Inside, the sounds of commotion continued. Tao Huiyan stood at the door, gazing up at the sky. The smog hanging high in the sky was as oppressive as he was.

They were deeply in love, while he stood alone at the door.

Does Your Highness wish to extinguish his hopes?

He slowly left the thatched hut, and as he passed the pond, he cruelly broke off a water lily.

Purple flower juice stained his palms. Looking at the destroyed flowers in his hands, Tao Huiyan's eyes were alluring, and her smile was captivating.

You think you can get away unscathed after provoking him? No way.

Your Highness, I want to see if you have me in your heart.

The candles in the room burned all night, and the noise gradually subsided at dawn.

Fusheng lowered his head and kissed the woman in his arms, then wrapped his arms around her waist with satisfaction.

The spring-like beauty in my eyes and brows arose because of him; a lifetime of joy was enough. His warmth.

"Life is really not going to work."

The girl in her sleep was sweetly begging for mercy, the man's burning heat making her feel like she was melting.

Shi Nuanyu subconsciously moved away from the heat source; the summer heat was unbearable for her.

Fusheng shifted his body to catch up, holding her firmly in his arms.

He gently stroked her slightly red lips and whispered in response, "Okay, you can sleep now."

The pleasures of last night in his boudoir will be something he cherishes for the rest of his life.

A tingling, itchy sensation came from her shoulder. Shi Nuanyu opened her eyes wearily and kicked him in the waist, trying to kick him off the bed.

"You scoundrel, don't kiss me anymore."

Fusheng took the opportunity to grasp her ankle, his usually cool eyes once again filled with desire.

"the last time."

Thousands of miles away in the northern frontier, a gentle and refined man, his face flushed, hid in his house, too afraid to come out. He looked helplessly at the robes beneath him, feeling utterly humiliated.

Once again swallowed by the man, Shi Nuanyu pinched his arm in discomfort, crying out in her heart: How did the aloof holy son turn into a big pervert?

The scorching sun beat down on the earth, and the water lilies in the pond looked lifeless under the intense heat.

Shi Nuanyu's eyes were lifeless as she sighed at the hardships of life.

The large hands around my waist are working hard to massage me.

Fusheng served her with all his heart, "Nuannuan, are you comfortable?"

"Hmph," Shi Nuanyu rolled her eyes at him, buried her head in his chest and complained, "You're clearly a holy son, why can't you calm down?"

Knowing he was in the wrong, Fusheng quietly defended himself, "I've returned to secular life and am now Nuannuan's husband."

Shi Nuanyu climbed out of his arms and pinched the man's handsome face.

"You dare to argue back? Believe me or not, I'll give you a beating."

She had barely straightened her back when she collapsed into the man's arms.

Fusheng continued to massage her sore waist, "After you've given me the spanking, can Nuannuan give me a reward in return?"

He used to be without desires, but now he just wants her to look at him more.

"Dream on," Shi Nuanyu gasped before she could finish her sentence, a chill running through her body. "Fusheng, I feel so bad."

"Nuan Nuan," Fu Sheng quickly removed his robes, hugged her tightly, and watched as frost appeared on her body. He calmed his panicked mind and took her pulse.

Once again, the pulse was steady and there were no abnormalities.

"What happened?"

Without even trying to push the door open, he immediately saw the woman sleeping soundly.

The marks on her body stung his eyes, but he still noticed the frost on her skin.

"How could this be? Why is she emitting ice?"

I reached out and touched her forehead; the coldness seeped into my palm.

Fusheng carefully observed her condition and saw that the ice melted where she was touched, and a hint of joy flashed in his eyes.

"Young Master Wei, take out the green bottle from the medicine box, pour out a pill and feed it to Nuannuan."

Having never tried it before, he readily did as instructed, "And then?"

Fusheng checked her pulse again, and when he noticed a difference in her pulse, he immediately ordered, "Take off your clothes and hold her. I will administer acupuncture."

If he was right, frost once again covered Nuan Nuan's body, caused by the poison of "Fleeting Life Like a Dream" disrupting her internal balance.

Before he could even test her pupils constricting, he suppressed his shyness, removed his outer robe, and held her in his arms.

The biting cold ignited a surge of heat within him, and he steadied himself, holding the woman tightly in his arms, not daring to move an inch.

While administering acupuncture, Fusheng asked, "The lingering poison from 'Floating Life Like a Dream' is causing abnormalities in Nuannuan's body. Can you find out where that person is?"

When it came to business, Wei Zengshi remained calm and said, "No, he escaped."

That person was extremely cunning; it was unclear which school of thought employed their methods to make them so difficult to defend against.

If it comes down to force alone, he is no match for him.

Fu Sheng glanced at him sideways, "The Martial Alliance is not like the Princess's Mansion. They rely solely on force and lack strategy. They are outwardly compliant but inwardly resentful."

A single sentence enlightened someone who had never tried it before: "Thank you."

He oversimplified things and forgot the rules of the martial arts world.