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

Chapter 71 How Will My Sister Make It Up to Me?

Thinking of this, she bit her lip and looked down at her fingers.

Su Fengling pulled her hand back; her mind wasn't on him right now.

He was quite sensible: "Sister, I'll go check the kitchen. Wait for me to come back."

As he stood up, he gave Su Fengjun a meaningful look.

Despite his efforts to win Zhongli Yueluo's heart, she remained lukewarm towards him.

He even began to wonder if she actually liked the aloof type like his brother.

Su Fengjun understood what he meant, but he couldn't do what he did.

Su Fengling disappeared down the corridor, and Su Fengjun felt somewhat awkward being alone with her now.

"Princess, why don't you go for a walk?" His voice was deliberately gentle.

Zhongli Yueluo covered her mouth and chuckled, her eyes narrowed: "There's no need to be so deliberate."

She stood up and deliberately reached out to take his hand.

The moment their thumbs touched, he recoiled as if he'd been electrocuted.

He clenched his fists tightly; as expected, he still couldn't get over that hurdle in his heart.

The two walked slowly in the courtyard, maintaining a just-right distance.

There were even plum blossoms blooming in their small garden, and a delicate fragrance wafted into her nose.

Although this all belonged to her Yuanyue Pavilion, she had never seriously explored it.

Her eyes lit up when she saw the plum blossoms, even though everything outside was gray and gloomy.

Unfortunately, the plum tree was too tall, and even when she stood on tiptoe by the wall, she couldn't reach it.

I tried several times, even jumping up, but I still couldn't reach it.

Suddenly, she felt her feet leave the ground, and Su Fengjun picked her up without any difficulty.

She reached out and broke off a branch, sniffed it, and looked completely satisfied.

She turned around and placed a flower on Su Fengjun's head. A gentleman wearing a flower is beautiful and elegant. Her eyes narrowed into crescent moons.

He also plucked a flower and put it in her hair. Neither of them spoke, but a slight smile appeared on his lips.

He had a beautiful smile, and she poked the corner of his mouth with her finger: "You look really good when you smile."

His expression froze on his face, but the moment she released his fingers, he immediately reverted to his cold, aloof demeanor.

She continued forward, clutching a plum blossom in her hand, occasionally bringing it to her nose to sniff, her smile adorable and innocent.

Su Fengjun felt his heart beat a little faster.

Being with her always gives me a sense of peace and tranquility, but I don't know how long this feeling will last.

He walked behind her, a step away, and then turned to a pool.

The water was crystal clear and icy cold, and there was a wooden basin next to it.

Zhongli Yueluo was puzzled. Upon closer inspection, the scene resembled a bathing place, but it was too cold to be outdoors.

After walking around for a while, it was almost time, and the food was ready.

When they returned to the table, Su Fengling was already sitting there waiting for them.

The dishes were already laid out; although there were only three people, there were about ten different dishes.

Su Fengling smiled and waved to Zhongli Yueluo: "Sister, come quickly."

The two brothers each sat on one side, with Zhongli Yueluo sitting in the middle.

As soon as she picks up her chopsticks, Su Fengling will immediately put a dish in her bowl whenever she looks at it.

There was a hint of impatience in his eyes, as if he wanted her to finish her meal quickly.

But she ate slowly, and every now and then she would put food on their plates.

Su Fengling only had eyes for her, and didn't care what food was in his bowl.

Su Fengjun would simply accept the bowl each time and thank him.

Zhongli Yueluo put down her chopsticks, and Su Fengling asked, "Sister, have you finished eating?"

He gently wiped the corner of his mouth, nodded, and even swallowed the last bite of food.

Su Fengling grabbed her hand and said, "Why don't we go back to our room and rest? It's still early, we can play some games in the room."

Zhongli Yueluo frowned, but Su Fengling held her hand tightly.

His eyes were fixed on her, showing no intention of letting go.

"Um, little brother, we just finished eating, I want to walk around a bit more." She used her other hand to pull his hand away.

"You can digest your food in your room. Don't you want to get to know me better, sister?"

He tilted his head and stared at her with wide eyes.

She looked to Su Fengjun for help, but he pursed his thin lips, seemingly unwilling to see the two of them struggling, so he turned his face away.

"Sister, let's go." Su Fengling had already stood up and wanted to pull her up from her seat as well.

She couldn't resist him, and he pulled her up reluctantly.

The rooms weren't far apart, just a few steps away. She kept turning back, but Su Fengjun didn't even glance at her.

The servants who came to clean didn't even glance at them.

Zhongli Yueluo stopped at the door: "Little brother, is this not a good thing?"

She looked in Su Fengjun's direction, and Su Fengling also looked over, his eyes darkening.

Some things you have to fight for to get. If you don't fight for them, who can you blame?

To him, she was not even his brother.

Zhongli Yueluo was pulled into the room by Su Fengling, just as the door closed.

She met Su Fengjun's gaze again, her eyes revealing a helpless sorrow.

The door closed, and with a wave of his hand, the restriction was activated.

Su Fengling did nothing but pull Zhongli Yueluo to sit on a stool inside the room and pour her a cup of fragrant tea.

She took a sip; it was sweet and smooth…hmm…her limbs felt weak, but her mind was perfectly clear.

This Su Fengling actually poisoned her tea!

"Su Fengling!"

"What's wrong, sister?" He still looked innocent and puzzled, finishing his cup of tea as well.

"What did you put in my tea? Why do I feel so weak right now?"

Su Fengling was in a daze. What else did he need to put in the tea?

He took a sniff of the teapot and said with some grievance, "It's just some blood-circulating herbs that will temporarily make your limbs weak."

"I just wanted to help you relax. Do you really think I'm that kind of despicable person?"

He looked at her with a hurt expression and a pitiful look in his eyes.

She admitted that she was a little petty, but if it were Su Fengling, he might very well do the same.

"Yes...I'm sorry."

"I want my sister, but I wouldn't resort to such methods."

He drank another glass himself, and seeing her guilty expression, he began to push his luck.

He stood up, walked behind her, put his arms around her shoulders, and rested his chin on her shoulder.

His breath, whether intentionally or unintentionally, brushed against her ear, his voice hoarse: "Then how will you make it up to me, sister?"

She had no strength left, so she tilted her head slightly and placed her hand on his.

He reached out and grabbed her hand. Whenever they were this close, he could always feel a sweet fragrance wafting into her nose.

He revealed two small tiger teeth and gently rested his head against her neck.

He tentatively bit her skin with his teeth: "Why aren't you saying anything, sister?"

"No." She shivered and tried to move away.

He slowly released her, took the plum blossom from her head, and placed its bright red color on his lips, his eyes captivating.