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

Chapter 243 Planting Jade in Lantian
When Shi Nuanyu woke up, it was already afternoon. Fusheng was sitting by her bedside taking her pulse, while Hua Lingyan stood innocently to the side.

How did you get here?

I was tossed and turned most of the night last night, and I'm exhausted and have no energy left.

Looking around, the bastard was nowhere to be seen.

Fusheng noticed her thoughts and explained, "The Martial Alliance has something to do," he withdrew his hand from taking her pulse, "The medicine was given by my brother and has no other medicinal properties."

What did he say? That the medicine was administered by Qinghe?

Shi Nuanyu was shocked. This was no less than a cat eating a tiger. Before she could even investigate, someone had already confessed.

To her even greater surprise, Fusheng actually spoke up on his own initiative.

Since he's said that, should I go and confront him or not?

"Why did he..."

Before she could say anything more, Fusheng's remaining words shut her up.

"Don't hold it against your elder brother if he is wrong."

What does this mean?
Does this mean she should punish Qinghe?

Shi Nuanyu had a big question mark above her head. Seeing Fusheng's indifferent and aloof appearance, she quickly shook off the thoughts in her mind.

Fusheng, who is known as a gentleman in the eyes of the world, would certainly not sow discord.

"By the way, where have you been these past few days?"

After returning for a few days, I wanted to go to his courtyard to see him, but I was told that he was not there, and the maids serving in the courtyard did not know where he had gone.

Fusheng secretly noted down her physical symptoms, then picked up a pill and fed it to her.

“I went to Fukuzawa Temple,” he continued, realizing he hadn’t said enough. “The abbot was unwell, so I went there for treatment.”

In the original book, the abbot passed away in that fire, so how could he have?

"Is the abbot's health seriously affected? Please use the medicines from the princess's residence as you wish."

The abbot is one of the few people who are kind to Fusheng, and he is someone I should respect as if he were my own child.

Fusheng smiled faintly, "Thank you. The abbot is advanced in years, but with proper care, there will be no major problems."

Shi Nuanyu nodded. The abbot was indeed quite old, now in his seventies. The last time she saw him, he was in good health, so he should be fine.

She took Fusheng's hand and said, "There's no need for thanks between us."

The two looked at each other and exchanged a knowing smile.

Seeing the two chatting happily, Hua Lingyan silently buried her head in her arms, feeling wronged.

"Sister, Ah Ling misses you."

Shi Nuanyu hugged his head affectionately, "A-Ling, stop fooling around."

But she didn't intend to push him away; instead, she stroked his head to comfort him.

Fu Sheng glanced at him subtly, seemingly oblivious to his presence. She had never felt anything about him before, but today she found him extremely annoying.

He released her hand, slowly and methodically tidied the medical kit, and spoke softly.

"Body deficiency is a symptom of kidney deficiency, and sexual intercourse should be avoided for one month."

Shi Nuanyu's heart skipped a beat, and she awkwardly pushed the boy away from her arms.

"I'm not, I'm not..."

Unable to find any excuse, her face flushed so hot that she dared not look at the two people beside her.

Hua Lingyan was momentarily stunned after being pushed away. Her gaze swept over Fusheng with a hint of murderous intent, but the latter ignored her, a smile flashing across his indifferent eyes.

Treasure, who was hiding in the corner watching this good show, wrote furiously, taking out her little notebook and writing without hesitation.

The princess, dissatisfied with the leader's night of service, was overcome with shame and indignation and disappeared. Young Master Fusheng and Young Master Hua fought a fierce battle for the princess, and Young Master Hua was defeated.

After pondering for a while, he wrote down another line of small characters.

The instigator was none other than the Imperial Preceptor.

At 1-3 PM, in the study.

Shi Nuanyu lay listlessly on the table, staring at the mountain of memorials with a sense of utter despair.

The familiar taste, the familiar recipe, and the familiar people.

Looking at the composed Qinghe, he felt extremely conflicted.

Should she question him about the drugging incident or casually bring it up?

The instigator showed no remorse in front of her, and she even wondered if Fusheng had said something wrong.
His gaze, though seemingly casual, fell upon her; it was hard to ignore. Qinghe put down a memorial he had finished reviewing, got up, walked to Shi Nuanyu's side, and sat down, gently stroking her forehead.

"What's wrong? Did you not sleep well last night?"

His arm slowly descended to her waist, pulling her into his embrace.

Shi Nuanyu pushed his chest away with her hand, and was about to ask about what happened last night when she was interrupted by the man in front of her.

"It's been a few days since I last saw you, Nuan Nuan seems to have become distant from me."

A gentle, slightly hurt voice sounded in his ear, and the hand around his waist tightened.

No matter what, she couldn't bear to hurt the man, so she took the initiative to put her arms around his neck, hesitated for a moment, and then asked the question.

"Did you administer the drug?"

Qinghe chuckled, showing no remorse on her face, "It was my younger brother who told Nuannuan."

The affirmative words left Shi Nuanyu speechless; how could she have forgotten who the man in front of her was?

Thinking of this, she grabbed the man's collar by the back of his neck and pulled it open to prevent him from rubbing against her neck.

"Why are you like this?"

The relationship was progressing naturally, so there was no need to add anything further. Her keen sixth sense told her that this matter was not simple.

"Qinghe, what do you want to do?"

She didn't care about what happened in the past, and now she didn't want anything to happen between them again.

Qinghe's heart tightened, but his expression remained calm as he smiled, "Your Highness is so serious, I dare not deceive you."

I kissed her neck, feeling her warmth.

Unable to resist her lover's tenderness, Shi Nuanyu's heart softened, and she held his head in her arms.

"Qinghe, I don't want anything to happen to any of you, and I especially don't want to see anything happen to you."

He was the first person she ever loved, and she had thought about spending her life with him, but things didn't go as planned, and she had no choice in the matter.

The tenderness of his lover softened Qinghe's hardened heart completely. Her stubbornness, her strength, her hard work, and her ability to change her destiny—every aspect of her captivated him.

He can't let go of this warmth, nor does he want to.

Qinghe nodded slightly and nuzzled her lower abdomen with the tip of his nose.

"Nuan Nuan, the imperial examination is just around the corner. Have you thought about how to manage it?"

One sentence froze Shi Nuanyu in place, a sharp explosion resounding in her brain.

She had actually forgotten something so important.

When she questioned Prince Anchang back then, she spoke sternly and demanded permission, but now she seems to have completely forgotten it.

"Qinghe, help me~".

In previous years, Qinghe and his ministers had handled all the arrangements, so he was very familiar with all the details.

Qinghe got up from her arms, gently tapped her nose, and his eyes were clearly amused.

"Nuan Nuan forgot that there is a price to pay for achieving something."

His slender fingertips slid down her lips, the implication clear.

Anxious, Shi Nuanyu slapped his hand away and clutched her heart in despair.

"Husbands and wives are like birds in the same forest; when disaster strikes, they fly away separately. Can my husband bear to watch me fall into this predicament and never recover?"

Qinghe's eyes held an undisguised smile as he gently cupped her hand in his large one.

Even if we are trapped in a difficult situation, I would be willing to become a wooden bridge to carry my wife away from the mud.

The two looked at each other, their intimate, sticky breaths brushing against each other's faces.

A pair of birds had somehow landed on a tree outside the window, blinking their big eyes as they watched the couple inside.

Qinghe was the first to succumb to his longing for his lover and slowly lowered his head, wanting to kiss her.

"Ah!" Shi Nuanyu exclaimed, turning her head to the side, "My husband's affection is so deep, I am moved to tears."

Startled by her sudden action, Qinghe chuckled and shook his head helplessly.

“Nuannuan’s acting skills are becoming more and more superb,” he said, tapping her forehead. “We are destined to be together, like jade planted in Lantian. Instead of being overwhelmed with gratitude, we should say we are willing to be loving and trusting of each other.”

Shi Nuanyu coughed twice to cover her embarrassment, then smiled brightly at him, "Husband, you are so good."

When her own man flirts with her, she becomes engrossed in acting. Will she be seen as clueless about romance?

Oh, her image of great love.