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

Chapter 237 A Battle Between Brothers

After a night of debauchery, she felt exhausted all over, with a soreness in her lower back. In her dream, she felt as if she were lying on a boat with waves crashing against her, which made her feel nauseous.

"Stop shaking."

Unconscious, she reached out and groped around, hoping someone would hear her pleas.

Her hand seemed to be entangled by something, and she impatiently pulled at it. A cool sensation washed over her, and she fell peacefully asleep again.

Fu Sheng calmly straightened his torn clothes, took her hand in return, and carefully took her pulse with his other hand.

"how?"

Qinghe steadied her waist to prevent her from rolling over, and gently applied ointment to her temples with both hands to relieve the discomfort.

From the moment he learned that Shi Nuanyu was poisoned by the Frost Poison, Fusheng began to research methods to detoxify her. However, the Frost Poison was too strange, and there was no antidote for it in the medical classics he had studied.

Fusheng's brows were furrowed with unyielding solemnity, and his aura turned icy as he withdrew his hand.

"The pulse is stable and without abnormalities."

This is the peculiarity of the Frost Poison; you don't know when it will take effect, nor do you know the pattern of its onset.

Qinghe was not surprised by this result. "The Crown Prince of Beilin has captured Duan Jiuyun. As a descendant of the Divine Doctor Valley, he should know about the Cold Ice Poison."

He slowly and deliberately covered the person in his arms with a light blanket and held her tightly in his arms.

He pondered to himself, could it really be as the Emperor and Empress had said...?

Fusheng glanced at his brother, not interested in what he and the Crown Prince of Beilin were plotting, and casually reminded him, "I am also Nuannuan's husband."

There was no way they could get him to back down, especially since their beloved was a person of strong will.

Qinghe gently stroked Shi Nuanyu's hair, and spoke softly without raising his head.

"I've heard that there's a magical red snow lotus on Dongchen Snow Mountain, with miraculous healing effects," seeing his lack of interest...
He continued, "The abbot of Fukuzawa Temple has little time left, and there is no one to preside over the temple. I am deeply saddened to hear this."

If in the past each item would have been enough to shake his heart, now... looking at his sleeping lover, his cold gaze turned warm.

“Brother, there’s no need to test me. I will not leave.”

Only she can decide whether he stays or leaves, and the abbot will see him off on his final journey.

"Leave? What do you mean, leave?"

When she woke up, Nuanyu asked blankly, because she had been kept awake by people talking in her dream.

The carriage moved slowly, followed by a large entourage. Every time they passed through a district, they attracted the attention of passersby. On the soft couch inside the carriage slept the people they all cared about.

The two brothers' gazes fell on their lovers simultaneously, and they tacitly stopped talking about what they had just been saying.

Qinghe poured her a glass of warm water and fed it to her. "Is there anything else that's bothering you?"

The warm water flowed down her throat, and Shi Nuanyu became fully awake. Recalling the absurdity of the previous night, she felt extremely embarrassed.

For some reason, she always felt sorry for Qinghe in front of him.

"No, no."

She dared not mention the pain in her lower back, and tried to start a conversation when she saw the two of them were silent.

"Who did you just hear saying they were leaving?"

Were they going to be separated again so soon after their reunion? Thinking this, I felt a deep sense of loss.

Just as Qinghe was about to change the subject, a voice spoke even faster than him.

“My brother drove me to Dongchen.”

As soon as Fusheng finished speaking, Shi Nuanyu saw a hint of grievance in his cold eyes.

Drive them away!

"Why?"

She quickly grabbed Fusheng's hand to comfort him, but couldn't bring herself to ask Qinghe the questions.

Qinghe's pupils trembled slightly, unable to believe what he was seeing.

My younger brother has been indifferent since childhood. He would never cry or make a fuss in front of his family and would never say an extra word.

He coughed lightly to compose himself, showing no remorse whatsoever.

"There is a rare medicinal herb in Dongchen Snow Mountain. I went to great lengths to find out about it, and I think my brother likes it."

As he spoke, he subtly touched her hand, and Fusheng, seeing this, held her hand tightly and stroked it, showing no intention of letting go.

The two brothers exchanged a glance and silently warned each other.

Nuanyu was completely bewildered by the two's actions. At this moment, she was lying in Qinghe's arms, but her hand was being held tightly by Fusheng, which looked rather strange.

She had no time to dwell on what had just happened; she quickly eased the awkward atmosphere and smiled radiantly at the two brothers.

Are we on our way to Kyoto?

Where she couldn't see, the two brothers used their internal energy, and a surge of heat flowed from their bodies into Shi Nuanyu's body.

"What's warm?"

Shi Nuanyu looked down curiously, only to have a large hand wrap around her waist.

"what happened?"

Fusheng leaned closer and pinned a sachet to her waist, saying, "It calms the mind, protects against heatstroke, and repels mosquitoes."

As he spoke, he gently stroked her waist and led her to sit beside him.

Shi Nuanyu picked up the sachet and smelled it. "It smells so good. With this, I won't be afraid of mosquitoes on the way."

In the sweltering summer, the most dreaded things are snakes and mosquitoes.

To Qinghe, their tender gesture was a display of affection. He suppressed a hint of displeasure and spoke in a gentle, teasing tone.

"Did Nuannuan forget about me after getting Ah Di's sachet?"

The branches of trees moving backward outside the car window irritated him even more; summer was still so unpleasant.

Feeling the large hand gently pressing on her waist, Shi Nuanyu felt a moment of shyness, but then, remembering that they were all her men, she felt no more shyness.

"Oh dear, is the Imperial Advisor jealous?"

She beckoned to him with her finger, and he understood and leaned closer.

Shi Nuanyu gave him a triumphant kiss on the cheek. "Is the Imperial Preceptor still jealous?"

Men get jealous easily; she's very experienced now. A smile played on Qinghe's lips as she recalled their passionate night at the inn, her heart burning with desire.

He stroked her red lips, his warm voice slightly hoarse, "That's probably not enough."

This summer has been quite nice.

Before Nuanyu could react, she watched helplessly as Qinghe pressed down on her. She was already prepared to kiss him when a book appeared in front of her.

Fu Sheng calmly put down the medical book, saying, "Nuan Nuan is not feeling well and should not overexert herself."

A few simple words made Shi Nuanyu blush; how could she have forgotten what happened last night?

Remembering that Shan Baiyu had originally intended to ask, she swallowed her words when she met Qinghe's eyes. For some reason, she had a premonition that asking would lead to something unpredictable.

Qinghe took a sip of tea to calm his feverishness. "What are Nuannuan's thoughts on the Dongchen matter?"

Dongchen?

Shi Nuanyu was slightly stunned as memories flooded her mind. She had forgotten that she had taken this long trip because she was assassinated by the Second Prince of Dongchen.

The ending of the Second Prince Dongchen in the book was even worse than hers; in the end, he was turned into a human pig by Shan Baiyu himself.

The thought of the mangled, bloody remains of the human pig sent a chill down her spine.

But she is now Princess Nanyue, the future ruler of Nanyue, with millions of people behind her.
Although her father and mother allowed the second prince to return to Dongchen, they did not want to see her let him off so easily.

In this royal power struggle, she may have unknowingly become a pawn, but unfortunately, that's not what she wanted.

Having experienced so much, she knows that only by becoming the player in the game can she avoid being swayed by others.

But now she...

Seeing what she was thinking, Qinghe handed her a glass of warm water. "No need to worry, Nanyue can only belong to the Shi family."

He used to have ambitions of rising to a high position, but now he feels that being with his beloved is a blessing.

Fusheng nodded slowly, a hint of a smile flashing in his eyes.

Having come this far, what is there to worry about? Shi Nuanyu said firmly, "Revenge is the best revenge."

If she doesn't vent her anger, all the suffering she's endured these past few days will have been for nothing.

The two then discussed state affairs, while the other quietly read medical texts, which was quite pleasant.

For every person who is happy, there is someone who is angry.

The prince's residence was shrouded in a tense, oppressive atmosphere, and the servants and maids dared not even breathe loudly as they served him with utmost care.

"Useless trash, what use is he to me?"

A furious roar came from the study, followed by the throwing out of a mangled body. The second prince, covered in blood and carrying a sword, ran out, his eyes filled with a terrifying, rage-filled madness.

"Useless trash, filthy and despicable creature, how dare you ask me, the prince, to trust him?"

The struggle for the throne of Dongchen is brutal; a single misstep can lead to certain death.

Sending Fule to Beilin for a marriage alliance was the best possible strategy, but the Crown Prince of Beilin didn't buy it, and that damned Duan Jiuyun has also disappeared without a trace.

He made solemn promises to his father, but now he has lost all of his father's trust.

Before going to Nanyue, he was very disdainful of Princess Nanyue. How could a woman sit firmly in the position of the future monarch, how could she become emperor?

Upon seeing her, he felt more resentment and bitterness. Why was she, a woman, so favored by the Emperor and Empress of Nanyue, while he was trampled underfoot and unable to climb out of the mire?

Enraged, the second prince kicked the bloodied and mangled servant on the ground repeatedly to vent his anger.

The strategists hiding to the side dared not speak out to stop him, and were all thinking about how to survive in the hands of the second prince.

One of them took a deep breath and stepped forward shakily, "Your Highness, I have a plan, but I don't know if I should tell you?"

The second prince threw down his sword menacingly, and the maids rushed forward to wipe his hands.

"explain."

The second prince, having vented his anger, was clearly much calmer.

The strategist, hunched over and nervously clutching the hem of his robe, said, “I’ve heard that the Crown Prince of Beilin was once Princess Nanyue’s lover. I imagine the King of Beilin doesn’t want the people to know about this.”

Everyone knows that the Crown Prince of Beilin went to Nanyue as a hostage, but they don't know that the King of Beilin sold his son to protect himself. He is also very concerned about his reputation, so if this matter gets out...

Upon hearing this, the Second Prince looked smug and said, "Yu Changfeng, I will also let you taste the flavor of the swamp."

He can't touch Princess Nanyue for the time being, but can't he touch the Crown Prince of Beilin?
"You are to handle this matter. If you fail, you will die."

His low voice sent chills down the spines of his advisors.

The second prince remained silent for a while, then an amusement appeared on his face. "Notify Red Serpent that you can make your move."

He wants to kill the Crown Prince of Beilin and Princess Nanyue, and he also wants that person.

"kill?"

In the dungeon of the Crown Prince's residence to the north, Yu Changfeng raised his eyebrows slightly. He wore a dark red robe with gold trim and had a broad back and a narrow waist. With practiced movements, he picked up a branding iron and placed it in a red-hot brazier.

"I dislike rambling; even the toughest tongue can be pried open."

A man covered in wounds was tied to an iron frame. This man was none other than Duan Jiuyun, who had been missing for a long time.

"Bah! I will never submit, even if it means death."

He'll never reveal the secrets of the Divine Doctor Valley in his lifetime.

Yu Changfeng's eyes were dark and expressionless as he branded Duan Jiuyun's abdomen with a hot iron. The sizzling smell of roasting meat filled the dungeon, making people want to vomit.

"I heard that a hundred people from the Divine Doctor Valley were secretly buried in the back mountain. I would not mind digging them up and scattering their ashes."

Upon seeing the letter from Qinghe, he felt extremely angry and wished he could grind the person who had hurt Nuannuan to dust.

His warmth was actually suffering from the poison of ice. When the poison took effect, his bones and blood would be frozen into ice, and he was constantly enduring excruciating pain.

That day at Longhu Mountain, he wondered how someone could have such frost on their body. Only after pressing Qinghe for an answer did he realize the purpose of the Southern Moon Empress making them her male concubines.

He didn't want to delve into the past. Nuan Nuan was not the same person she used to be, but she shouldn't have to endure this pain.

He wants to save Nuannuan, and she can only belong to him.

Upon hearing this, Duan Jiuyun was shocked and roared in anger, "Yu Changfeng, how dare you!"

Consumed by rage, he completely forgot that he was a prisoner.

Yu Changfeng scoffed, casually tossed the branding iron aside, and looked down at him condescendingly.

"Tell me the antidote for the poison of ice."