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

Chapter 253 Desiring to Trample the Lotus

Zhongli Yueluo gripped his shoulders tightly with both hands, climbed up a little higher with her feet, and smiled sweetly at the corners of her mouth.

“I heard from Zisang Luoye that there is a lotus pond near Ghost Sorrow Abyss, where the flowers never wither.”

Zhongli Yueluo pressed her face close to Su Fengjun's cheek, speaking in a very ambiguous manner.

Moreover, it is said that a seven-colored lotus flower blooms in that lotus pond.

If one takes lotus flowers as medicine, their power can increase by a thousand years.

Su Fengjun's poison has just been neutralized, and he needs that lotus flower to replenish his energy.

"I have heard of it, Princess... oh no, my lady, why are you bringing this up?" he stammered.

Her face was very red, but she couldn't see Zhongli Yueluo's expression clearly, so she could only rub her ear against her cheek.

Zhongli Yueluo's voice was muffled as she slowly slid down, and Su Fengjun also bent his knees slightly to gently place her on the ground.

"Because I think that lotus flower is very nourishing for you, and we just happened to be here, so we took it."

“But every year countless people try to take those lotus flowers, and in the end, none of them are found.”

Su Fengjun didn't want Zhongli Yueluo to take this risk for him.

"With the two of us working together, are we afraid we can't get it?" She hooked his chin with her index finger.

Su Fengjun's eyes crinkled with joy; this was a rare opportunity to be alone with her, even if they didn't pick the lotus flowers.

He was willing to go with her, to enjoy the tranquil time and appreciate the scenery.

As Zhongli Yueluo spoke, she took out a map from her waist and pointed it out to Su Fengjun. Indeed, it was not far from their location.

The seven-colored lotus is not a single flower; even if it grows for tens of thousands of years, it will become a twin lotus.

When the flowers bloom, they shimmer with dazzling light and shimmer with seven colors, attracting all the low-level ghosts in the surrounding area.

Everyone wanted to eat this lotus and rise to the top in one step, but little did they know that this was just a trick used by the seven-colored lotus to attract people.

It attracts those with low cultivation levels, who all drown in the pond, thus becoming its nourishment.

There's a story behind this pool of water. It's said to be drawn from the deepest, most yin layer of the Heartless River. Anyone who enters it will have their magical power halved, their body stiffened, and they unable to move.

There are also legends that there is a man-eating water monster in the pond, but people flock there every year, and no one has ever been heard of picking the seven-colored lotus.

"Feng Jun, after I finish dealing with the matter at Nanmo Mountain, I will go to Dongmo Mountain immediately."

"Ah."

He only replied with a single word, because a thousand words were stuck in his heart, unable to be uttered.

He wanted her not to leave, but Yan Ruoyu was also her husband, and the usually calm man suddenly started to feel jealous.

"What I mean is, you should take care of whatever you need to do. As my son-in-law, how can you not be by my side?"

Zhongli Yueluo knew, of course, that Su Fengjun was a taciturn man who never said a word but had a lot on his mind.

"Ah, of course, I will definitely handle everything well."

He took two steps forward and grasped Zhongli Yueluo's small hand, squeezing it tightly.

She thought to herself that she was right. He was already her husband, so why should he have to restrain himself all the time?

But whenever he thought about the intimate things his brother and she did, he knew he could never do it if he imagined it happening to himself.

“Princess…I…”

"Now it's just the two of us, why do you still call me princess? I like it when you call me wife."

Her eyes sparkled as she watched him tilt his head, her other hand wrapped around his arm, revealing her adoration.

He was distracted by her gaze, his heart pounding, and he made a snap decision.

With his other hand, he pulled her into his arms and lifted her up in his arms: "My wife, you must have been tired just now."

"I...I'll carry my wife; that way it'll be faster."

His face was flushed, but he still pretended to be extremely calm.

Zhongli Yueluo hooked her arm around his neck with one hand, rubbed her hair with the other, and looked straight ahead.

This Ghostly Abyss is often shrouded in mist, making it impossible to pinpoint its exact location.

As they walked forward, the fog and dampness intensified, and a chill enveloped the two of them.

As if wearing a thin layer of water, Zhongli Yueluo shivered in Su Fengjun's arms.

Su Fengjun quickly wrapped her up tightly and then took out a cloak to cover her up.

Zhongli Yueluo was only peeking out, and she could only feel warmth when she was close to Su Fengjun's body.

It's even colder than going to the Snow Ghost's place.

"Feng Jun, what kind of place is this? Why do I feel a chilling aura that seems to be seeping into my limbs?"

Su Fengjun shook his head. He wasn't very familiar with Ghost Sorrow Abyss, but then he remembered looking at the map earlier and realized that he should already be near the Seven-Colored Lotus Pond.

I never expected it to be such a sinister place.

"Put me down and walk by yourself. That way, it will be easier to deal with any danger you encounter."

Zhongli Yueluo struggled to get out of his arms, afraid that if he held her too tightly, she would be uncomfortable.

I carefully put her down, but my hand was still around her shoulder.

She didn't refuse, because the warmth from his hand on her heart made her feel at ease.

The surrounding fog grew thicker and thicker, the air grew colder and colder, and the sky seemed to be covered by a curtain.

They couldn't see what kind of environment they were in. After walking forward for a while, all they could see were moss growing around them.

Then I saw tiny, twinkling lights in the distance, but I didn't know what kind of flying insects they were.

He pulled his hand and continued walking forward. Strangely, although no one came here, there was a straight and unobstructed road.

According to previous rumors, this area should be full of buried bones, but there is nothing there.

Zhongli Yueluo was a little nervous and turned to look at Su Fengjun's face: "Fengjun, are you scared?"

Even if Su Fengjun was terrified, he wouldn't say it if she asked the question.

He shook his head and pulled her closer to him: "If you're scared, my wife, stay closer to me."

"How come you're already in character? You don't even blush when I call you 'wife' anymore?" She still had the mind to tease him at this moment.

"Then it's better to call her Princess?" Su Fengjun started to tease her.

He reached out and gently touched the tip of her nose; it felt cool, as if covered in dew.

Just then, a gust of wind blew by, ruffling their hair and carrying a faint fragrance of lotus.

In this way, they were indeed not far from the Seven-Colored Lotus Pond, yet there was absolutely no movement around them, not even the sound of insects or fish.

"Wind Lord, can you smell it? It's cold and chilly."

After they finished speaking, the surrounding mist gradually dissipated, perhaps because they took a step forward.

At that moment, it was as if a beam of light shone down from the sky, illuminating the entire lotus pond.

As expected, it was a lotus that would never fade, with the lotus leaves and flowers standing quietly in the water as if they were fake.

I didn't see the legendary seven-colored lotus.

They only saw a road in front of them that led to the center of the lake, where there was a pavilion.