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

Chapter 174 Yan Ruoyu's eldest son?

Yan Ruoyu frowned, but before she could say anything, Hong Sanniang turned back the way she came.

Yan Ruoyu stood there at the doorway, unsure whether to go in or back out.

It was as if one could hear the sounds of fighting and crying inside again.

At that moment, Su Fengling grabbed Xi Yu by the collar, lifted him high, and was about to throw him into the pot.

Zhongli Yueluo did not stop him, after all, they were on opposite sides.

Who knows if he might suddenly revert to that terrifying appearance again.

Su Fengling counted aloud, "Three...two...one!"

"Mother! I want my mother!" Xi Yu wailed, struggling with her limbs just like an ordinary child.

Could it be because the red paper lantern is now in Zhongli Yueluo's hands, and this lantern is his natal magic weapon derived from it?

"Stop crying! You keep asking for your mother, but where is she?"

Su Fengling impatiently threw him on the ground, where he rolled twice.

"I don't know... I don't know!" He never gets tired of repeating these few sentences.

Then they sensed someone pushing the door open and immediately huddled together, very alert.

What came into view was a pair of red eyes and a head of golden brown hair. They both tentatively sized each other up.

Yan Ruoyu's gaze first fell on Xi Yu.

This is the child; I seem to remember him. The aura he exudes now is different.

"Ruoyu? Hong Sanniang's side...you?" Zhongli Yueluo did not step forward, but stood next to Su Fengling and asked.

At this moment, Su Fengling grabbed Zhongli Yueluo's hand with one hand, afraid that she would leave him.

She didn't break free, knowing his little thoughts, but instead held his hand and looked at him.

"Princess, I've obtained the Demon-Slaying Petals from Hong San Niang. What about you?"

Su Fengling pursed her lips and glanced at Xi Yu on the ground.

"He couldn't get any information out of him, so now he's like a mentally challenged child."

Seeing Xi Yu's frightened expression, Yan Ruoyu slowly approached him. Xi Yu's eyes lit up when he saw Yan Ruoyu: "Mother?"

Su Fengling bit his lip to stop himself from laughing, but he couldn't bear it any longer and turned away.

Xi Yu stood up from the ground, his legs trembling.

I wasn't so scared anymore, and the fear in my eyes lessened a bit.

"Mother?" he called out tentatively again.

Su Fengling could no longer control her emotions.

She burst out laughing, but then knew she shouldn't, so she covered her mouth.

Yan Ruoyu shook her head, looking at the two of them, who were indeed still childish.

He could sense the aura of the Demon Petals on the child.

Then she took another petal from her bosom and waved it in front of him: "Cat, can you take this out?"

Cats? Zhongli Yueluo and Su Fengling were puzzled by what cats and dogs were.

Xi Yu's gaze fell on the red lantern in Zhongli Yueluo's hand, pointed at it but remained silent.

"Does the cat mean inside that lantern?" Yan Ruoyu asked calmly, without a hint of intimidation.

Seeing his timid and hesitant demeanor, Su Fengling became angry: "Yes and no!"

Startled, Xi Yu quickly moved closer to Yan Ruoyu, while Su Fengling began to mock her.

"When did Young Master Yan get such a fine son?"

“Ling Shaojun, he is the son of San Niang, Mao’er, who was forced to become a plague demon.”

He wasn't annoyed; since he had already agreed, he could only be patient.

"So it couldn't be that he was seduced by that third sister's beauty that he came to take care of her son," he said again.

Zhongli Yueluo ignored their open and subtle bickering and simply handed the red lantern back to Xi Yu.

I thought there was some secret, but he just reached his little hand into the lantern and took out the petal.

But she had been holding it for so long and hadn't even noticed.

Just as she was about to reach out, Xi Yu handed the flower petal to Yan Ruoyu.

"Little cat, I'll take you to your mother." Yan Ruoyu reached out and gently guided him; he was truly terrified.

If he were a normal child and had no prior memory, it would be good if he didn't faint in this environment.

Su Fengling was reluctant, and Zhongli Yueluo asked, "Then now we only need to get Shanying's piece."

"Yes, Third Sister was summoned back by Shan Ying halfway through, so we need to hurry up. Feng Jun can't handle it alone."

Zhongli Yueluo slapped her forehead, realizing she had forgotten about Su Fengjun being alone upstairs, and his current magical power was unstable.

"Yes, yes, let's go up quickly."

Just as Zhongli Yueluo was about to leave, Su Fenglin stopped her, and Yan Ruoyu squatted down and picked up the cat.

Su Fengling also picked up Zhongli Yueluo and raised an eyebrow at Yan Ruoyu: "Sister, hold on tight, this way we can be faster."

Yan Ruoyu walked ahead with the cat in his arms, feeling the magical energy outside fluctuating.

All the magic power converged in one place.

Not good!

"Young Master Ling, hurry up!" He said solemnly, without waiting for him.

Su Fengling stopped saying those hurtful things to him and her expression became serious.

He put his arm around Zhongli Yueluo and quickened his pace to keep up with Yan Ruoyu.

The people in the room were fighting fiercely, and Shan Ying held off the four of them all by herself.

Although it was strenuous, the constant supply of magical power allowed him to barely hold his own against the four of them.

Third Sister entered from outside, throwing out a purple curtain to block an attack. Miao Qing frowned: "Ghost in the birth chamber!"

"Miaoqing! It's been so long! You're still as beautiful as ever!" She met his gaze.

Distracted, He Yuhuan's golden mace flew towards Shan Ying, striking her in the abdomen.

Although she was spitting blood, she did not back down at all.

"Hand over the Demon Petals!" Yin Yi shouted, thrusting his sword at her.

Just then, four more people entered through the door. When Third Sister saw the cat's clear eyes, her heart, which had been hanging in suspense, finally settled down. But then Miao Qing struck her in the chest with a palm strike.

"Kitty!"

"Mother!" Tears welled up in Mao'er's eyes as she struggled to jump off Yan Ruoyu and rushed towards Hong San Niang.

Miao Qing was stunned for a moment, her gaze falling on Yan Ruoyu as if asking what was going on.

Shan Ying was also stunned. How did Xi Yu regain consciousness? Hong San Niang coughed up blood and hugged the cat in her arms.

"Little cat, don't be afraid, Mommy is here."

"Mother, it hurts, the cat hurts..." he sobbed in Hong San Niang's arms.

Shan Ying was furious, and the black aura around her surged as she shouted at the crowd.

"Impossible! How could he possibly be conscious!"

"Come here!" He reached out, and the black mist seemed to condense into a rope, trying to tie the cat up!

Third Sister shielded him, her abdomen pierced through – this was truly a deadly attack.

Seeing this, the group stepped forward together. Zhongli Yueluo held the blood flute and played a hurried tune.

They stepped to the rhythm, their bodies becoming much lighter.

He Yuhuan became even more excited, and he pounded on Shan Ying's head!

With a final thud, Shan Ying collapsed to the ground, still laughing heartily.

Su Feng grabbed her throat with a sharp, menacing grip: "Petals!"

"Just to be on the safe side, I already sent the Demon Petals away! They're in the Nightmare Demon's hands now. Hahahaha..."

Everyone gritted their teeth, as the black aura continued to envelop Shan Ying, stretching her into a ball.

Too much magic power, it exploded.