I'm a princess, so what if I have three husbands?

Chapter 333 Wind Lord, I'm Going to Do Something Naughty

She was about to turn around and say something when the gears started turning again.

Even though Su Fengling held her tightly, a crack appeared in the ground between them, effectively separating them.

His eyes were full of resentment. He hadn't even started to enjoy the secret realm with his sister yet, and she really didn't know how to read the room!

"elder sister!"

After her anger subsided, she began to worry about Zhongli Yueluo. What if she encountered other people who had designs on her?

"Feng Ling..." Her figure was already far away.

After the land was divided, underneath was churning lava, so hot it could scald a person's skin.

He was furious and wanted to jump over it, but it was beyond his current cultivation level.

As the ground shifted, they moved to different people's sides.

Zhongli Yueluo has become accustomed to having different people around her.

Now I'm just worried about what kind of people will appear around Yan Ruoyu, and whether they will interfere with his efforts to obtain the Wood Spirit Mushroom.

This time, she appeared in a valley, which had a strong autumn village atmosphere.

The wind was cool and pleasant, carrying the scent of grain. She walked on the ridges of the fields, and as far as the eye could see, there were terraced fields.

She looked around. Was she the only one there this time?

She picked up a stalk of grain from the side, peeled it with her hand, and then put it in her mouth to chew. For once, she wasn't so nervous.

Even in a relaxed state, I hummed a little tune as I walked straight ahead, then descended along the terraced fields.

When they reached the halfway point, they saw a figure walking uphill, and the two looked at each other as if they were telepathically connected.

Then, with a slight smile, the two quickened their pace and met up. Zhongli Yueluo then opened her arms.

Su Fengjun also opened her arms somewhat awkwardly. She seemed to have forgotten the pain on her back and jumped onto him to hug him.

She smiled sweetly and gently nuzzled her face against his neck: "Feng Jun, I've missed you so much since we last met."

"Princess, you smell so strongly of blood. Are you injured?"

He gently patted her arm, and only after she let go did she remember that she was still injured, but seeing him made her want to hug him without thinking.

"It's nothing, just a minor injury."

However, her tattered and blood-stained clothes made Su Fengjun feel very sorry for her.

He gently stroked her cheek with his fingers: "Princess, don't be stubborn. Why don't you put on some clean clothes first?"

However, Zhongli Yueluo was unwilling to let go of Su Fengjun's hand, still holding onto his clothes, with a slightly aggrieved look on her face.

"I'm not good at this spell, you know that. You'll have to give me a magic item that you like."

Her voice was sweet, with a hint of coquetry, and Su Fengjun always looked at her with doting affection.

A hint of helplessness flashed in his eyes, and then a warm halo appeared in his hand, revealing a ginkgo-colored dress.

"This dress really complements the scenery here."

Su Fengjun narrowed his eyes, turned his head to the side, and stuffed the clothes into Zhongli Yueluo's arms.

"Is it to set the scene or to complement me?" She deliberately brought her face very close and blinked her bright eyes.

"It suits a princess very well."

Zhongli Yueluo took the dress, but didn't change into it. She just looked at him with a pitiful expression.

"I think the clothes on my back are stuck to my wound, so I'm a little afraid to take them off myself."

She spoke with extreme grievance, but there was a hint of cunning in her eyes. Su Fengjun shook his head, knowing that she was trying to tease him again.

But he did it willingly, simply closing his eyes as he prepared to untie her clothes.

"How can you see clearly with your eyes closed when my back is to you?"

As she spoke, Zhongli Yueluo turned around, opened her arms, and looked as if she trusted him completely.

Su Fengjun gently put his arm around her waist, keeping a distance between them, as if afraid of touching the wound on her back.

He took a light, lingering sniff of her hair, which carried a mixture of scents, the most familiar of which was that of his younger brother.

His throat bobbed, a lump forming in his throat: "You've seen Feng Ling?"

"Yes, before this, our time together was fraught with danger."

"without……"

No! Nothing at all.

Zhongli Yuelu had no idea what he was going to say next, so she quickly clarified.

She was turned away and couldn't see, but Su Fengjun smiled.

He untied her belt and slowly removed her blood-stained clothes, which were stiff like armor.

Fortunately, the wound has been treated and there's nothing seriously wrong inside; it's just wrapped in bandages.

Su Fengjun wasn't bothered at this point, at least not because they were naked together; she had done enough mental preparation beforehand.

But who wrapped the bandages around her neck, and who treated her wounds?

"Are you ready, Wind Lord?"

He quickly put the dress on her, then went around to her front and adjusted her collar and belt.

Aside from her slightly pale complexion, the dress made her look radiant and sunny, and several familiar scenes overlapped at this moment.

Zhongli Yueluo jumped in front of him again: "Feng Jun, isn't it beautiful?"

How could she not be beautiful? In his eyes, she was beautiful no matter what.

"Princess, you're still injured, so please don't jump around like that." He gently squeezed her shoulder and smiled slightly.

"Okay, I know."

She took his hand, their fingers intertwined, and then the two of them gazed at the endless valley.

"Did you walk around here for a long time before I arrived?"

The two strolled leisurely along the ridges of the field, and Zhongli Yuelu tilted her head to ask a question.

Su Fengjun gently supported her with his hand, because she kept swaying from side to side, just like a child.

"Yes, we found a crow that had fallen to the ground down there, and then we took it back to its nest."

The two of them were very quiet, as if they were chatting casually after lunch.

"It's a good thing it was you. If it had been me and Yuhuan, we might have eaten it."

“The child is pitiful; even the princess wouldn’t have the heart to do it.”

"Sigh, I'm not a kind person, you know that." She was telling the truth from the bottom of her heart.

"Everyone has their own kindness, but you can't judge your kindness by the kindness of others."

He withdrew his hand from hers, gently touched her brow, and his gaze was tender and deep.

"Yes, but I'm a bad person, do you still like me?"

"How could the princess be a bad person? If they are enemies of the princess, then they are the bad people."

Zhongli Yueluo felt a lump in her throat; Su Fengjun's words always seemed to pierce her heart.

"Now I want to do something bad."

His eyes were so innocent that he seemed to want to ask Zhongli Yueluo what she was going to do.

Before he could even ask, Zhongli Yueluo kissed his cheek.

He was indeed no different as a child than as an adult; he still showed a flash of embarrassment and disbelief, followed by a bit of awkwardness and shyness.

He swallowed hard and backed away, but this was on the ridge of the field, where could he possibly retreat to?

Zhongli Yueluo was still holding his wrist, but he took one step back after another.

Then his foot slipped backward, and the two of them tumbled down the steps together.