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

Chapter 245 Three-way struggle
Hidden in the tree, Hua Lingyan looked through the window at the two people playing on the ground, a hint of envy flashing in her eyes.

His Highness is not just his Highness, and his sister is just his sister.

Qinghe glanced out the window, subtly turning his body to block Shi Nuanyu's view, his thin lips lingering near her ear.

"I know I'm wrong. Since Nuannuan won't punish me, would you please reward me instead?"

Before Nuanyu could react, a passionate kiss landed on her lips, their breaths mingling and entwining.

"Why all of a sudden..."

Her rapid breathing rose and fell with her chest, and in a moment of passion, Shi Nuanyu took the initiative to wrap her arms around his neck.

Qinghe's eyes were filled with lust. He used his inner strength to close the window, then picked her up and placed her on the small couch, his strong body pressing down on her.

Nuannuan did not respond, and said, "I will take the reward myself."

Shi Nuanyu rolled her eyes at him, annoyed, and kissed his Adam's apple.

The sound of a tree branch breaking and a heavy object falling outside the window startled the two, followed by the exclamations of the maids.

"Master, you are injured."

Shi Nuanyu pushed the man off her and quickly got up.

"Ah Ling is injured, wait a moment."

A hint of displeasure flashed across Qinghe's eyes, but he quickly recovered. "Nuan Nuan, don't worry. Young Master Hua's martial arts are superb; he'll be fine."

Help her tidy up her messy clothes.

The window was smashed open, and a blurry figure rolled into the study, accompanied by a faint smell of blood.

Shi Nuanyu looked closely and saw that the usually adorable A Ling was covering her left arm with teary eyes, and bright red blood was dripping from between her fingers onto the ground.

He timidly squatted down like a child who had done something wrong, and picked up his sleeve to wipe away the bloodstains on the ground.

"Aling."

Ignoring the man beside her, Shi Nuanyu hurriedly jumped off the small couch and carefully examined his arm.

"Who hurt you?"

Although Ah Ling's martial arts skills are not top-notch, he is not an ordinary person either. Who could hurt him, let alone in the palace?

Remembering A-Ling's personality, Shi Nuanyu continued to ask questions, unbuttoning the sleeve on his arm as she did so.

"Ah Ling, did someone bully you?"

Hua Lingyan pursed her lips, looking unwilling to speak, and timidly glanced at the expressionless Imperial Advisor.

The smile on Qinghe's face didn't reach his eyes. Standing behind Shi Nuanyu, the coldness in his eyes shot directly at the provocative man opposite him.

I underestimated him; he actually came up with such a method.

Their eyes gleamed with a hidden intensity, both determined to win.

"Ah Ling, your hand."

Unaware of the turbulent emotions between the two, Shi Nuanyu looked at the shocking wounds with heartache.

"Someone, quickly go and summon the physician."

Who on earth has the audacity to injure someone in the princess's residence?
Hua Lingyan pouted pitifully, "Sister, it hurts."

The word "pain" made Shi Nuanyu's heart tremble, and she bent down to blow on the wound.

"Ah Ling, be good. The pain will subside when the doctor comes."

This scene was extremely offensive to Qinghe. He squatted down beside Shi Nuanyu, took her wrist, and took out a handkerchief from his bosom to wipe her hands.

"The reason why Young Master Hua was injured is strange. Nuan Nuan doesn't ask about it. Young Master Hua has been wronged but has no way to seek justice."

Shi Nuanyu nodded in deep agreement and pulled her hand away to wipe away the tears from the corner of the boy's eyes.

"Ah Ling, tell me who bullied you?"

Having finally managed to fool Shi Nuanyu with her pitiful act, Hua Lingyan's face froze, and large tears fell, the scalding drops landing on Shi Nuanyu's heart.

She ignored Qinghe's tight embrace of the boy beside her.

"Alright, alright, I won't ask anymore, Ah Ling, don't cry."

In the original book, Ah Ling was bullied and became evil, but now with her protection, she is still a simple and innocent little cutie who only knows how to swallow her anger when bullied.

She was determined to get to the bottom of this.

The last trace of a smile vanished from Qinghe's face after his first setback, and his deep gaze fixed on the seemingly weak boy.

"Does Young Master Hua perhaps have some unspeakable secret?"

The knocking interrupted the three of them. Fusheng, carrying a medicine box, strode into the study. His gaze silently swept between the three of them for a moment before heading straight for Hua Lingyan.

Shi Nuanyu asked suspiciously, "Fusheng, what brings you here?"

She clearly called for the physician.

Fu Sheng calmly examined the injury and skillfully bandaged the wound.

"The servant called urgently, and he came."

To be precise, the attendant didn't specify who was injured, and after bandaging the wound, he spoke up to remind him.

"Self-harm can easily damage tendons and bones. Next time, be careful to stay a few inches away from tendons and bones."

Upon hearing this, Qinghe smiled again and slowly wiped Shi Nuanyu's hand.

"The fact that the painter had a penchant for self-harm is quite eye-opening."

Knowing he had done something wrong, the boy lowered his eyes and waited meekly for a scolding.

Seeing the two being intimate in the tree, he became anxious and came up with this plan so that he wouldn't give himself away next time.

Shi Nuanyu looked at him in disbelief, a variety of thoughts flashing through her mind.

Could it be that being bullied by colleagues has left a psychological scar?

The two brothers' gazes fell on Shi Nuanyu intentionally or unintentionally, observing her reaction.

Sensing her gaze, Hua Lingyan lowered her head even further, secretly regretting that she shouldn't have acted so impulsively.

"Ah Ling, don't hurt yourself next time. Tell me if anything happens."

A wave of warmth washed over her, and Hua Lingyan looked up in disbelief, only to be met with a pair of worried eyes.

Shi Nuanyu cupped his face and coaxed him, "Don't cry." The two brothers beside her looked at her, their eyes filled with obvious love.

Unable to contain her excitement any longer, Hua Lingyan threw herself into her arms.

"Sister, Ah Ling is so scared."

He was afraid she would blame him, afraid she would never speak to him again.

She hadn't looked for him or thought of him these past few days; he missed her terribly.

Faced with such an adorable boy, Shi Nuanyu's heart melted completely.

"Don't be afraid, your sister is here."

Feeling uneasy under their gazes, Hua Lingyan tightened her arms around her waist, completely ignoring the gazes of the other two people.

"Sister, keep Ling company tonight."

Her slightly tearful voice evoked concern, and Shi Nuanyu was completely overwhelmed, responding repeatedly.

"Okay, let's go to Haoyue Residence tonight."

Since returning to Kyoto, she has never stayed at Haoyueju.

"No."

"No."

Qinghe and Fusheng stopped them in unison, with the former quickly grabbing Hua Lingyan by the neck and pulling her out of her arms.

The latter tacitly stepped forward to take Shi Nuanyu's pulse.

"Have you forgotten what I said a few days ago?"

The two moved so fast that Shi Nuanyu stared blankly at them, her words tumbling out beyond her control.

Sexual intercourse is prohibited for one month.

Only after uttering the last word did he realize what he had said, and his face instantly flushed as he vehemently denied it.

"I'm not, I didn't..."

Seeing the serious expressions on their faces, she questioned them with a straight face.

Am I the kind of person who doesn't care about my health?

Besides, she didn't think about that matter every day.

Qinghe gently stroked her head. "The imperial examination is approaching. Let's return to Zuijun Residence tonight so we can discuss the rest of the matter."

His words carried an air of undeniable authority.

Knowing his brother's thoughts, Fusheng withdrew his hand. "The pulse is weak and floating. Yichenxuan has medicine to treat it."

He looked at her with a calm gaze, carrying a hint of barely perceptible expectation.

After straightening her collar, Hua Lingyan, with tears in her eyes, glanced at her bandaged wound before staring intently at Shi Nuanyu.

Ah!

Feeling guilty under the gazes of the three men, Shi Nuanyu protested softly, "I want to stay overnight at Furong Pavilion tonight."

She had a premonition that if she agreed to one of them, her future would be bleak.

Upon hearing this, the expressions of the three men present all changed.

Qinghe reacted quickly, "Tonight, I will stay overnight at Furong Pavilion with Nuannuan."

This move clearly establishes his position as the future emperor's consort.

They are twins who are extremely similar in some aspects.

Fusheng nodded silently, "That's fine. I'll go back to Yichenxuan to get the medicinal herbs and then go to Furong Pavilion."

The two made their own decisions, and Shi Nuanyu's heart skipped a beat as memories of being tormented by her brothers flooded her mind.

"Wait, wait, I'm going to sleep at Haoyue Residence tonight."

Overjoyed by the unexpected surprise, Hua Lingyan beamed and pulled her along as if to return to Haoyue Residence.

Qinghe's smile was as warm as a spring breeze, and he swept her into his arms with a wave of his hand.

"Does Nuan Nuan despise her husband?"

If she dares to answer, he will have no choice but to take her away.

Shi Nuanyu took a deep breath and chuckled dryly, "Let's each take a step back. I'll go to Haoyue Residence tonight and then to Zuijun Residence tomorrow."

Who says having more men is good? It's not good at all.

Waaah, she really can't take it anymore if this continues. And if she dares to agree to one of them on her own, she'll be subjected to all sorts of torture by the others.

Unable to hear her say that she was going to Yichenxuan, Fusheng looked dejected, picked up his medical kit, and turned to leave.

Shi Nuanyu felt a pang of heartache, "Wait..."

Before she could speak, Qinghe covered her lips with his hand, and a gentle voice came from beside her ear.

“My younger brother doesn’t like crowds, so Nuannuan doesn’t need to worry about him.”

Hua Lingyan nodded hastily, eager to have one less competitor.

Fusheng paused, and said lightly, "The matter of my brother drugging me is still undetermined."

Upon hearing this, Qinghe's expression stiffened slightly. "Brother has a good memory."

He truly is his good younger brother; he still hasn't been beaten enough.

Hua Lingyan seized the opportunity and eagerly spoke up.

"Sister, punish him."

Shi Nuanyu was caught in a dilemma. She was certain that Fusheng had acted on purpose, but the matter had already been dropped, and she...

Despite the two's sharp exchange, Qinghe remained calm and whispered in her ear.

"I will accept whatever punishment you want. Tonight, I will let Nuan Nuan punish me."

Treasure, hiding in the corner, watched this scene with excitement, writing furiously as if she wanted to record the whole thing.

She wrote with great interest: The Imperial Preceptor, the Floating Life Gentleman, and the Painting Gentleman competed for the princess's favor, but the princess remained unfazed and invited the three gentlemen to serve her in bed.