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

Chapter 52 Fulfilling the Duties of a Prince Consort

But how did the princess find out about such a highly confidential matter?

"Furthermore, now that the three of you have become my consorts, I expect you to fulfill your duties as consorts."

Speaking of his duties, this caused his expression to change slightly, but unfortunately Zhongli Yueluo didn't notice.

He's not very good at expressing himself. She should go to his brother's room; at least he can talk.

"Then, Princess, shall you perform your duties now?"

He stood up mechanically, somewhat dazed, his hands on his waist, unable to move for a long time.

Zhongli Yueluo still looked serious, preparing to explain the next steps to him in detail.

But look at his awkward expression, his dazed behavior, and his hand still on his belt. What is he trying to do?

She was still a little confused: "Feng Jun, what does this mean?" Then she looked him up and down with her eyes.

He looked into her eyes, which were pure and innocent, yet filled with wisdom.

He had misunderstood. Now his face turned bright red, visibly reddening from his face to his neck, and he couldn't say a word.

Zhongli Yueluo suddenly realized that it was her earlier statement about the "duties of the imperial son-in-law" that had caused him to misunderstand.

Her stated responsibility was to maintain the balance among the three races and to figure out how to deal with and respond to any potential future events.

He actually thought she was there to sleep with him? If sleeping with her could solve everything, she wouldn't have gone to such lengths.

She moved her lips, a little embarrassed, and coughed lightly.

To ease the tension: "Um... Feng Jun, please sit closer."

"Princess, please stop toying with me."

He had his head down, and it seemed he was just looking for a place to disappear into.

"Okay, look up and look at me."

He didn't move, and she thought about it and decided to let it go. She continued to shake the teacup.

He sipped his drink and continued, "What I mean is, I hope you can get along peacefully with the Zheng Clan. I have a general understanding of the conflicts between you."

“If the Zheng clan doesn’t invade the borders of my Fengling Ghost clan, we can naturally live in harmony. But they have repeatedly provoked us. How can we make peace, Princess!”

When it came to serious matters, he became more talkative, and his tone was filled with anger.

"Have you investigated whether the people who have repeatedly provoked your borders are members of the Zheng clan?"

She was very suspicious, after all, Yan Ruoyu had never admitted to sending people to provoke the Ghost Clan.

"I think the princess prefers Consort Yan!" He clenched his fist, and even his icy expression softened slightly.

His gaze was questioning; he shouldn't have said such a thing, but it still slipped out.

Zhongli Yueluo sensed a hint of jealousy in his words.

But that shouldn't be the case. They've only known each other for a short time. Or perhaps he just wanted her to side with the Wind Spirit Ghost Clan, which is why he said those provocative words.

She smiled faintly, stood up and walked towards him, taking his hand in hers and interlocking their fingers.

Feeling the strong, powerful pulse of his heart, she stared at him, and his deep eyes met hers.

Zhongli Yueluo squeezed his hand, and his breathing became a little more rapid.

He gently pulled her hand to his chest, his gaze resolute.

He cleared his head a bit: "Princess, what did you mean by what you just said?"

"I said, Gongshu Shi and Zhongli Yu are plotting against the entire Demon Realm."

"Their ultimate goal is to open up the Northern Demon Mountain and obtain the Blood Demon Clan. Then they can dominate the entire Wind Spirit Ghost Clan. With the three clans united, how could they possibly not crush the Eastern Demon Mountain?"

"So, they were planning this a thousand years ago? What about the rumors about you before?"

"You're a smart person. Do you think I match the rumors?"

She brought her face close, seemingly able to feel each other's breath, and then asked softly, "Hmm?"

He released her hand, his expression returning to normal. What she was talking about was indeed a matter of utmost importance.

Although I already knew this, knowing the details still makes me feel terrified when I think about it more closely.

"But she's your own sister. She wouldn't harm anyone else but you."

Upon hearing this, Zhongli Yueluo couldn't help but let out a cold laugh.

In her past life, she was just as naive, believing that she was her good older sister and good mother.

But in the end, he was torn to pieces and reduced to ashes.

"Look at her, she looks somewhat like me, but that foxy face of hers has nothing to do with me."

Su Fengjun could tell that there was resentment in her tone.

This is an internal struggle within their Western Demon Mountain. Why should we tell him? Logically speaking, this should be considered their secret.

"Be careful during the lantern festival in a few days, you guys need to be more alert, who knows what might happen, especially Su Fengling, you need to keep a close eye on him."

"Okay." He rubbed his fingers together, his eyes narrowed as he pondered other things.

Then he wrote incantations in the air, and those words turned into butterflies and disappeared into the air.

This is a unique way of communicating among each tribe. Seeing that he believed her, she breathed a sigh of relief.

The next step is to find an opportunity to get the three men to sit down together and have a proper talk.

Otherwise, we will not only fail to defend against external threats, but also fall apart internally.

The room fell silent again as both of them pondered their thoughts.

Then they exchanged another glance, and looking out the window at the sky, it was already completely dark.

Zhongli Yuelu coughed lightly: "It's getting late."

Su Fengjun nodded: "Yes, Princess, please rest early."

After saying that, he stood up and prepared to open the door and go out.

Zhongli Yueluo took his hand, and he turned around in confusion: "Princess, is there anything else?"

"If you just walk out like this, people might spread rumors. Forget it, I'll go instead."

She walked up to him, looking at him with amusement, thinking, "What a blockhead!"

Anyone else would have kept her, wouldn't they?

But now it seems there are things more important to him than her.

She tiptoed and gently touched his brow with her finger, because he always unconsciously frowned. She smiled.

"You're so beautiful, you should smile more and stop frowning." Then her finger touched the corner of her mouth.

A slow smile crept onto his lips, as if he was still somewhat unaccustomed to it.

He immediately reverted to his icy demeanor, avoiding eye contact with her.

Because you can feel the warmth coming from her fingertips.

Strangely, his heart was beating very fast. He quickly took her hand in his, and then let go.

He opened the door, and Su Fengling was standing in the doorway.

A smile played on her lips, her eyes narrowed, and she let out a cold snort from her nose: "Sister, you're done so quickly?"

But upon closer inspection, they saw that their clothes were intact and nothing had happened.

The gloom in his eyes vanished instantly, replaced by that harmless smile.

He reached out to pull Zhongli Yueluo.

Su Fengjun glanced at him and shook his head slightly. He had something to say to the princess after she left.

Judging from his actions, he wanted to keep the princess in his room.

Zhongli Yuelu blinked: "I think you still have a lot to say, so I'll be going now."

Without looking back, she left the courtyard, and Su Fengling made a clattering motion in the air.

What a spoilsport that brother of his is!