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

Chapter 83, The Joint Bed, Do You Know?

She touched his arm and smiled, tilting her head.

"What, you like that one?" A clear voice reached his ears.

He turned around and saw that her eyes seemed to be shimmering with tears, stirring his heart.

"I like it!" His eyes were gentle, and the corners of his mouth slightly curved up.

I don't know if he meant he liked the person or the marriage talisman.

Zhongli Yueluo took his hand: "Why don't you go change into some inconspicuous clothes before coming back?"

"When you walk down the street now, girls will always be glancing at you."

"Does the princess fear that others will see me?" Xuan Gu Shan gently closed her hand and nodded her head.

“We’re attracting so much attention, we should really enjoy this rare lantern festival, shouldn’t we?” Zhongli Yueluo winked at him with one eye.

She pulled him away, and there happened to be a clothing store in front of them.

The shop assistant standing at the door was so excited when he saw that it was the prince consort and the princess that his hands trembled.

"Manager, manager! The princess and her husband are here!" the waiter called out hurriedly.

The shopkeeper thought he had misheard; what important person could possibly come to his little clothing shop?

I rubbed my eyes as I walked to the door, and sure enough, it really was the two of them.

I thought I could only catch a glimpse of them from afar on the high platform, but I never expected to be able to get so close to them.

With a smile in her eyes, Zhongli Yueluo pulled Yan Ruoyu inside and led her to the counter.

"Boss, could you find us some simple clothes?"

"No problem!" The shopkeeper couldn't stop smiling.

They quickly took out the best ready-made clothes from the shop to show them.

Those were all embroidered with gold thread, dazzling and radiant, some even more beautiful than the gorgeous clothes they wore.

Zhongli Yueluo laughed. Was she planning to fleece them?

She waved her hand: "My husband and I will walk among the crowd, so that we can look like an ordinary couple."

"Oh, but even the most ordinary clothes can't hide the noble air about the princess and her husband."

Although he was somewhat disappointed that they didn't buy his fancy clothes, he still found some simpler clothes for them to choose from.

Zhongli Yueluo still chose a darker blue dress, and also picked one out for Yan Ruoyu.

The peacock blue color she rarely wore suddenly made her look less like royalty and more like someone from a wealthy family.

After paying, I walked out so simply, and I felt like I was being stared at by at least half the number of people in the crowd.

Zhongli Yueluo naturally intertwined her fingers with Yan Ruoyu's.

But Yan Ruoyu did not sense that kind of excitement from her.

It was as if they had already spent a thousand years together before this, and their feelings had become the kind that time had diluted.

Moreover, the princess's glances at him from time to time revealed a sense of guilt, pity, and a rare affection.

But even after searching through his memories thoroughly, he still couldn't recall ever meeting her.

Surrounded by crowds, Zhongli Yueluo, like a child who had never been to the streets before, gradually became captivated by the lively atmosphere.

No matter what the street vendors were selling, she would drag Yan Ruoyu over to take a look, but she just wouldn't buy the marriage charm.

His eyes were dim, and he was struggling internally.

In fact, she had very little contact with the princess and probably didn't have any feelings for her, so why did she have this strange feeling?

They walked almost the entire central street, carrying several oil paper bags in their hands.

Zhongli Yueluo was holding a hawthorn candy in her hand, and after licking it, she found it so sour it made her teeth fall out.

But she still turned around with a smile and held the hawthorn candy to Yan Ruoyu's lips: "Ruoyu, try it, it's very sweet."

Yan Ruoyu shook her head with a smile. He had caught a glimpse of her sour, furrowed brows earlier, and now she was trying to lie to him again.

Zhongli Yueluo's cheeks were puffed out, her head was tilted slightly, her eyes were full of expectation, and there was a hint of cunning in them.

He took a bite with his teeth, and the sourness made the muscles on his face tremble.

He frowned slightly and swallowed the sour candy. This candy was just like his heart at that moment!

Zhongli Yueluo noticed his reluctance, and the smile on her face gradually returned to calm.

"If you don't like it, you can spit it out. Why swallow it?"

"I have to endure all the joys and sorrows the princess gives me."

He squinted, his lips maintaining that same curve, his refined gentlemanly appearance unchanged.

She tucked the hawthorn candy behind her back, her eyes darting around, but she didn't look at him.

She felt that his tone was a bit sarcastic; what had she done to offend him?

"Ruoyu, there are so many people queuing up to buy things over there, let's go too."

She took his arm, and he simply nodded without saying a word.

As it turned out, the place with the queue was selling small items like cup candies, and she didn't know whether she should buy them or not.

"Princess, would you like some wine?"

Yan Ruoyu's voice was low, and her face revealed a hint of fatigue, perhaps from walking around.

Zhongli Yueluo wasn't a big drinker, but considering that Yan Ruoyu was so much older than her, it was probably normal for her to want to drink.

"Drink! Let's go!" Although they said they were going, they didn't know which tavern in the city had the best wine.

This time it was Yan Ruoyu's turn to take her hand, but they were walking too slowly in the crowd.

He picked her up in his arms, leaped onto the roof in a few steps, and then jumped a few more times before landing near the Zheng Clan Inn.

Most of the people gathered here were from the Zheng clan, and they all smiled as they watched their young lord bring the princess back.

Today, the street was bustling with people, and Yan Ruoyu pulled her forward.

We walked until we reached a rather secluded tavern at the end of the street.

There were hardly any people inside, but it was quiet and spacious.

She noticed a gourd painted on the wine flag and didn't understand its meaning, while the wine shop owner recognized the two of them.

To be more precise, he got to know Yan Ruoyu, and he wasn't as obsequious as those business people.

He simply asked casually, "Young Master, what wine shall we drink today?"

"Give the princess some of what she can drink." His expression was indifferent, as if he was sulking about something.

Zhongli Yueluo couldn't quite figure out what this man was thinking.

He had a smiling expression, but you could always sense that he was unhappy inside.

The tavern owner was somewhat embarrassed, as it seemed there really wasn't any wine that the princess could drink.

He then picked up a jar of sweet peach blossom wine and placed it on the table.

He took out two gourd ladles, with red threads tied to them.

I don't understand. What does this mean? Does it mean each person has to take one? The red string connecting them isn't very practical.

Zhongli Yueluo propped her face up with one hand and fiddled with the gourd with the other, making it spin halfway around the table.

He looked up at Yan Ruoyu, and saw that she was also looking at him.

She asked innocently, "Why are these two gourd ladles connected together?"

The tavern owner covered his mouth and chuckled, "Princess, don't you know about the nuptial wine?"

Zhongli Yueluo's eyes darted around, and after a moment of thought, she realized that this seemed to be a custom for other weddings. Was this appropriate?

She looked at Yan Ruoyu, only to see him pick up the wine pot and pour wine into the gourd ladle.

Then, holding up the other side of the gourd, tilting his head slightly, and squinting his eyes, he was irresistible.