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

Chapter 60: Not even a single strand of hair can compare

He derives pleasure from humiliating her.

The beauty had no choice but to comply without any resistance, and Gongshu Liang quickly lost interest.

He kicked her to the ground, rested his chin on his hand, and looked somewhat impatient.

If it were Zhongli Yueluo, she would never have been so compliant.

The beautiful woman stood to the side, tears streaming down her face, watching him. He tilted his head to look at her.

“You and she do look quite alike, but your personalities are completely different. Drag her down.”

In just a few days, he had already beaten many beauties to death.

Most of them have a similar appearance to Zhongli Yueluo, or they suddenly look back and feel that she is like her.

He clearly doesn't like her, but he's still very upset because he can't have her!

At this moment, Zhongli Yu sent someone to tell him to be on standby at all times.

To make sure we were well-prepared, I even drew him a deployment map that Yin Manling had obtained today.

Gongshu Liang looked at the blueprints; although the defenses were watertight.

But if it collapses from within, that's not necessarily the case.

He crumpled the blueprint into a ball and slammed it to the ground.

"She thinks her plan is foolproof, but let's see how she gets out of this mess. Sooner or later, she'll become my plaything!"

He licked the corner of his mouth and gave a wicked smile.

Then, he glanced at the maid who had delivered the message: "Did Ayu bring me any other message?"

The maid shook her head. Strange, she hadn't summoned him in the past two days.

The messenger was only sent by a maid, and their dual cultivation was neglected.

Zhong Liyu lay behind the couch where the red gauze curtains swayed, slowly fanning herself with a round fan without any rhythm.

It was early spring, yet she felt no cold at all, her long, slender, snow-white legs exposed.

She casually hooked a male waiter's chin with her toes.

"I already told you to send a message to Young Master Yan, why hasn't it been sent out yet?"

Her eyes revealed impatience.

He kicked the male servant kneeling beside him hard with his toe.

She waved her hand to cover her legs with her wide sleeves, slowly sat up, and stared coldly at the doorway.

The maid said, "We've already sent someone to invite them, but it's said that the three princes-in-law are together, so it's not appropriate. Let's just say it directly."

"Have they not separated yet? It's interesting to see the three of them together. Won't they start fighting?"

She listened with great interest to what the maid was saying.

"This servant will go and invite her again." The voice was devoid of any emotion.

After all, being around her meant you already knew what to say and what not to say; the more you did, the less punishment you would receive.

She didn't speak, and the maid went out the door. She then hooked her arm around a man next to her.

With a wine glass in his mouth: "Come on, drink it."

The waiter's eyes were full of love as he played a game of snatching wine from her, acting coquettishly and deliberately lying between her legs.

The four people who were still in the pavilion separated not long after Zhongli Yueluo left.

The four people represent three different forces, although He Yuhuan's intentions are unclear.

But the purpose of the three of them was very clear.

He Yuhuan watched the three of them leave, and now she could finally happily stick the pastries in her fingernails.

She ate one after another, but her owner still hadn't returned, and her belly was so bloated that it was almost round.

Yan Ruoyu walked along, and there was no one around when Zhong Liyu's maid suddenly appeared out of nowhere.

She walked up to him and said, "Young Master Yan, our eldest princess invites you."

He pursed his thin lips and smiled slightly: "Miss, you should still call me Prince Consort." His eyes flashed with a cold light.

You didn't answer the maid in front of you; you just quietly led the way for him.

The road he took was secluded and remote, and no one else saw him heading towards Yuanyu Pavilion.

Before even entering the courtyard, a wonderful, exotic fragrance filled the air.

The entire Yuanyu Pavilion was enveloped in this pinkish-purple aura.

He subconsciously used the Xuan Gu Fan to cover the lower half of his face.

The smell was so pungent that he squinted as he went inside.

You could see that the exposed side of her was almost like she was surrounded by two women, with only a few important parts covered by a gauze dress.

Seeing Yan Ruoyu enter, she slowly sat up from the bed, her eyes filled with allure as she stared at him and blinked slowly.

"Young Master Yan, I heard that my sister went to your courtyard last night, hmm?"

Her eyes shimmered with pinkish-purple light, and she exuded an alluring aura, but unfortunately, it had no effect on him whatsoever.

He fanned himself twice with his fan, then stood at the door without going in.

Zhong Liyu lifted the gauze curtain, revealing half of her fragrant shoulder, and hooked her finger at him: "Young Master Yan, have you forgotten your promise to me?"

"What did I promise the eldest princess?" His eyes were devoid of emotion, and he didn't even look into the room.

Why are you avoiding my gaze? Why can't you look at me? Do you know how many men dream of cultivating with me?

Her voice was ethereal and alluring.

The male servants around her certainly seemed to be living a life of debauchery, some of them stroking her thighs.

Some of them lay on her fragrant shoulders, and she didn't shy away from it at all; these male servants were merely tools to replenish her magical power.

"What does the eldest princess want with me?" He looked at her directly, his eyes sharp, his head slightly tilted.

The men inside stopped what they were doing; perhaps this was the power and pressure they wielded.

"Come in and talk. It's not good to stand outside and let others see, is it?"

She even teased him, getting off the couch, her every smile and gesture full of allure.

She walked barefoot toward him, then ran her fingertips over his body.

From shoulder to chest, then his hand hooked along the contour of his jaw.

"Young Master Yan, what a cold heart you have! Don't you feel anything for me at all?" she said sweetly, pretending to wipe away tears.

She giggled and tried to touch his ear, but he blocked her with his black bone fan: "Princess, let's get down to business."

"What a boring man," she said, turning her head away with her lips pursed.

A defense blueprint appeared in her hand: "I want you to destroy her defenses." Her eyes suddenly turned cold, and her seductive aura vanished.

With a flick of his wrist, the blueprint appeared in his hand.

Upon opening it, it turned out to be a defense map showing the area around Zhongli Yueluo's defenses on the day of the Lantern Festival.

"Young Master Yan, you should at least show some sincerity in cooperating, hmm?"

Yan Ruoyu pondered for a moment before nodding, "Okay."

Only then did she regain her smiling expression and slowly sit back on the couch.

"Young Master Yan, are you really not considering coming and experiencing bliss with them?"

“Princess, I have no interest in you whatsoever. You summoned me here for such a trivial matter. In the future, you can simply have a maid announce my arrival.”

His eyes were dark; he really didn't want to stay here any longer.

"Young Master Yan, do you disapprove of my behavior? If you were here, I might consider spoiling only you." She conveyed her feelings with her eyes.

Yan Ruoyu waved her sleeves and was about to leave when Zhong Liyu returned to the couch and sat down with his legs crossed.

"Young Master Yan, don't forget that we are business partners. I hope you will stay away from her."

Yan Ruoyu turned her back without turning her head. Cooperation?

She's being way too delusional; she's not even a hair on her head compared to her!