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

Chapter 367 disappointed them.



Chapter 367 disappointed them.

The three of them stood up from their seats and headed towards her room, while those outside thought they had heard a signal from Qianqiu Changhuan.

The young ladies who were attached to the Qianqiu family all came out of their courtyards upon hearing the noise and headed towards their own courtyard.

Su Fengling was lurking in the distance, but upon hearing the sound, he sprang up and grabbed a girl walking on the road.

"Miss, you look anxious, what happened?"

Seeing that it was Su Fengling, he didn't say much, but simply left him behind and went to the other courtyard.

Su Fengling shrugged, indifferent; everything was under their control.

He turned and leaped across the rooftops, arriving at the young masters' dormitory. He deliberately stood nearby and began to discuss things loudly.

"I heard something happened to the girls. I wonder which family it was, and whether they were our relatives or something?"

It's human nature to gossip; we always want to get closer and listen to the excitement.

But since they were far away and couldn't hear clearly, Su Fengling had to get closer and speak into the air.

"Why don't we go over there and see what's going on, so we can help?"

I didn't see him talking to anyone, but I thought I might as well go and see for myself.

And so the word spread, from one to two, from two to ten, until many young men also agreed to go to the courtyard in the north.

He had just finished making a statement there when he ran into Yan Ruoyu. He didn't want to tell him about it.

But since all these fortunes and misfortunes originated from him, it is still reasonable to say something to him.

Moreover, only Yan Ruoyu could alleviate the ice curse on his sister. He was unwilling, but he told her everything.

Yan Ruoyu merely narrowed her eyes, but she wasn't worried.

"Let's go and have a look."

Since Yan Ruoyu took the lead, the people below were even less afraid of being blamed.

Many girls had gathered outside Zhongli Yueluo's courtyard, including a few who were sharp-tongued, arrogant, and domineering.

From the very beginning, Qianqiu Changhuan had agreed to start fabricating rumors at the door upon hearing the secret signal.

"Oh, I saw Miss Yueluo stay in Miss Liu's room for quite a while today."

"Was that Miss Liu's voice just now?"

"But why would she harm the Liu family's young lady?"

"I heard that it was during the banquet at the Yan residence last time that Miss Liu accidentally offended her."

They went back and forth, pinning all the blame on Zhongli Yueluo.

"With so many of us working for the certificate, the academic officers in the institute can't possibly protect her, can they?"

The people inside also heard the discussion outside, and they exchanged glances, wondering what was going on.

Qianqiu Changhuan was truly feeling guilty now; all those rumors outside sounded like a self-directed and self-acted performance.

Chang Yuxuan was the first to rush into Zhongli Yueluo's room to check on her condition. She could die, but she couldn't die now.

Upon entering, one would find Zhongli Yueluo completely soaked, with a thin layer of ice already formed on the ground.

He was surrounded by icy blue aura, and his arms and legs were pierced with ice needles.

Logically, the water needle should have pierced through her limbs and disappeared into the ground, but because her body was too cold.

Freeze these spells directly.

Her face was bloodless, her eyes were dark and swollen, and her once bright eyes had lost their luster.

The interior decorations were also in a mess, with furnishings scattered all over the floor, and among them was a handkerchief that didn't smell like her.

Chang Yuxuan squatted down in front of her and asked, "Yueluo? Miss Yueluo, can you still hear me?"

The voice wasn't exactly anxious, but it was perfectly timed.

Zhongli Yueluo squinted at the figures outside. The actors weren't all there yet, so she couldn't start.

He exhaled two puffs of white breath, looking as if he was about to ascend to heaven.

Chang Yuxuan touched her hand slightly, and his fingertips were covered with a layer of ice flowers.

Until a deep voice sounded from outside, it wasn't Su Fengling, but Yan Ruoyu.

It doesn't matter; let him reveal his true colors step by step.

He's here, so Su Fengling must be here too.

"Why are you all gathered here? What happened?"

The people around started talking all at once, recounting what they had heard. Qianqiu Changhuan blinked hard as he watched the shills.

How could they read facial expressions? And being so far away, they probably thought they were being asked to help.

"I heard that Miss Yueluo had a dispute with Miss Liu and used a spell she just learned today to hurt someone."

With just that one sentence, you could feel Yan Ruoyu's aura become very low.

Those girls thought that Zhongli Yueluo was "dead" this time, since she had always been flitting between various young masters.

This time, we'll shatter her image in their eyes!

Qianqiu Changhuan was inside, clicking his tongue repeatedly, cursing those stupid things outside in his heart!

Now all we can do is pray that nothing unexpected happens and that the keepsakes left inside belong to Zhongli Yueluo.

Liu Ling also heard the voices outside; she was the weakest in the courtyard.

But she had been listening to the conversation outside, and it seemed that Qianqiu Changhuan was actually planning to harm her.

She couldn't care less about all that, and she no longer maintained a public neutrality.

The fact that she walked gracefully to the door without saying a word is the best proof of that.

Those outside were shocked to see her standing there unharmed. Who was the person who screamed just now?

Liu Ling bowed slightly: "Thank you all for your concern for our courtyard, but it's not as you all say. I'm fine."

His voice was icy cold, as if he had seen through the fickleness of human nature in that very moment.

Her younger brother squeezed through the crowd and grabbed her hand: "Sister, are you alright?"

"It's nothing, but Miss Yueluo has something to attend to."

Upon hearing this, Chang Yu Muling, who had arrived late, rushed in.

I originally came to watch the fun, but I ended up seeing Zhongli Yueluo's head!

The young men outside all had to observe the proper etiquette between men and women, but he always did things his own way.

Without seeing the whole interior, they only heard that Zhongli Yueluo was injured, so they hurriedly ran to the courtyard gate.

His unconventional move prompted Yan Ruoyu to go inside, and Su Fengling sighed and followed suit.

He couldn't bear to look, because his sister must be covered in wounds and look so pitiful, and he was afraid he wouldn't be able to hold back his emotions.

Chang Yu Muling was the first young master to rush into Zhong Li Yueluo's room, exchanging only a glance with Chang Yu Xuanyuan.

Then his gaze fell on Zhongli Yueluo.

The worry in his eyes was genuine, but unfortunately his magic wasn't warm enough.

"Sister, what exactly happened?!"

As Zhongli Yueluo's lips curved slightly into a smile, he raised an eyebrow and narrowed his eyes.

Her two big eyes were filled with tears, which she held back from falling.

Her gentle upward gaze seemed to hold an indescribable grievance, half feigned and half genuine.

Just as Chang Yu Muling was about to reach out to wipe it, Yan Ruoyu walked into the room from behind.


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