My lord, hold me tight! (Quick Transmigration)

After he finally managed to tidy up, he returned to bed, and every time he closed his eyes, all he could see was the beautiful scene he had just spied on.

For the first time in eighteen years, he suffered from severe insomnia. It seemed that something was sprouting in his heart that night, growing at an extraordinary speed.

The next day, Tang Nuan couldn't help but laugh when she saw Ling Yue appear before her with panda eyes.

She asked blankly, "What did you want to talk to me about last night, senior brother?"

Last night? The scene that made Ling Yue's blood boil flashed through his mind again, and his face turned red. He felt an itch on his nose and quickly touched it. There was no bright red liquid left, and he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

He avoided eye contact as he replied, "It's nothing. Didn't my junior sister have some questions about Taoist techniques yesterday and need my guidance?"

"Oh, really? Senior brother, you were in such a hurry. I thought it was something important," Tang Nuan asked suspiciously.

"..."

Xiao Bai: You stinky Taoist priest! You peeked at my boss taking a bath and won't even admit it!

……

In the following days, Yan Qing would come to see Miao Miao every day. Tang Nuan looked at Miao Miao's girlish appearance, sometimes blushing and sometimes lost in thought. It seemed that without the development of her feelings for Ling Yue, the male supporting character had successfully taken over!

That day, as the sun set, Yan Qing escorted Miao Miao back to the residence of the sect leader's disciple, giving her some gentle instructions outside the door.

Tang Nuan and Ling Yue sat at the stone table in the courtyard.

Tang Nuan looked at Miao Miao, whose lips were slightly red and swollen and whose cheeks were full of shyness, and secretly smiled. She didn't expect that the young prince would act so quickly!

"Junior sister, why are your lips swollen?" Ling Yue asked.

Tang Nuan rolled her eyes at the sky. "Little Taoist, are you stupid?"

Miao Miao glared at the clueless Ling Yue, then quickly returned to her room, leaving Ling Yue completely bewildered.

"Senior brother wants to know why?" Tang Nuan, seeing his confused look, felt like teasing the young Taoist priest. She propped her head up with her hands, raised her eyes slightly, and asked with a smile.

"Why?" The young Taoist priest had taken the bait!

"Come here!" Tang Nuan beckoned with her index finger.

Lingyue is approaching.

"Hmm!" He stared wide-eyed in surprise at the suddenly enlarged face, his mind blank. He clearly felt the softness on his lips, so gentle and beautiful, and he couldn't help but close his eyes.

Xiao Bai: ...You can't just suddenly torture single people like this!

Tang Nuan opened her eyes, looked at Ling Yue who dared not make a move and whose body was stiff, and pulled away from his lips, unable to help but laugh.

"Hey! That's it!" Tang Nuan smiled mischievously at Ling Yue.

The softness on his lips disappeared, and Ling Yue felt a sense of loss. He opened his eyes and calmed his somewhat disordered breathing.

"...Senior brother, you...you're bleeding from your nose!" Tang Nuan blinked innocently, pointed to his nose, and reminded him.

"..." Ling Yue panicked.

"Pfft!" Tang Nuan couldn't help but laugh.

Sudden--

"Dong~ Dong~ Dong~" The sound of bells echoed throughout the Dao Sect.

"It's the Dao Sect's warning bell ringing! Someone has broken in!" Ling Yue said with a serious expression.

Xiao Bai looked up at the sky and said, "Boss, what a powerful aura of death and decay!"

Tang Nuan looked at the suddenly gloomy sky. The entire Dao Sect seemed to be shrouded in dark clouds. It seemed that the Ghost Clan's army had arrived!

"All disciples of the sect, assemble in the council hall!" The old sect leader's voice rang out within the Dao Sect, his tone stern and undeniable.

In the council hall, a thousand disciples of the Tianqian Dao Sect stood in neat rows, ready for battle.

On the high platform, the sect leader and several elders all frowned, their expressions very serious.

"Grandpa Sect Leader, what exactly happened?" Miao Miao asked, puzzled.

The sect leader looked at Miao Miao, who had grown from a tiny baby in swaddling clothes into a young woman. The Ghost King's arrival this time was for her pure Yin body, and he would not let the Ghost King take her away.

A resolute glint flashed in the sect leader's eyes. He gently patted her head without saying a word.

In the distance, countless "people" dressed in wide black robes emerged from the dark clouds, their gait strange and elusive.

A man dressed in black with gold trim stepped out. Although he was exceptionally handsome, his sinister aura made people afraid to approach him.

"Hahaha! The Heavenly Qian Dao Sect is nothing special. My Ghost Clan army entered with ease!" the man laughed mockingly, extremely arrogant and conceited.

"Our Tianqian Dao Sect and your Ghost Clan have always kept to ourselves. May I ask what brings the Ghost King here today?" the sect leader asked in a deep voice.

"Haha! Old Taoist, I've come here today to take someone away. If you try to stop me, my Ghost Clan army is not to be trifled with!" the Ghost King threatened.

"I, Tianqian, will never abandon any of my disciples! Since the Ghost King is so determined, then today we have no choice but to fight a fierce battle!" the sect leader declared. "Tianqian disciples, listen to my command: activate the sect's protective formation!"

"Yes! We swear to defend Tianqian to the death!" the disciples shouted.

"Hmph! You stinking old Taoist! Charge!" The Ghost King sneered disdainfully and led his ghost army to attack.

The disciples worked together to fight against the demon army, but they did not expect that the demons were well-prepared and they gradually became unable to cope.

A gap was exposed in the great formation, and several ghosts slipped in. They formed claws with their hands and moved towards Tang Nuan and the others in a strange manner.

Yan Qing shielded Miao Miao behind him, while Tang Nuan and Ling Yue stepped forward to fight the enemy.

Just as one of the demons broke through Ling Yue's defenses and reached for Miao Miao, Tang Nuan, who was standing next to her, suddenly slipped and fell into the demon's hands. The situation was critical. The demon didn't even see who he had grabbed and simply took Tang Nuan back to the demon army's camp.

"Nuan Nuan!" Ling Yue and Miao Miao could only watch helplessly as the ghost army carried Tang Nuan away.

……

Inside the Ghost Clan's main hall.

The Ghost King looked at the woman sitting on his beloved throne with great weariness. How did he end up kidnapping this ancestor? It has to be said that she still possessed the soul pressure he feared. Upon her return, all the Ghost Clan members were terrified by her!

His prestige as the Ghost King is completely gone!

Tang Nuan lay on the spacious throne, which was covered with soft fur and was extremely comfortable. She squinted her eyes and was enjoying herself.

"Wow! Boss, there's so much gold and silver treasure here!" Little White exclaimed, lingering around the gilded pillars inlaid with gemstones in the main hall.

"Miss Tang? How about I send someone to take you back first?" Ghost King asked tentatively.

"..." Tang Nuan did not speak, pretending to be asleep.

The Ghost King was on the verge of tears, having truly experienced the meaning of "it's easy to invite a god, but hard to send him away."

Meanwhile, on the other side, the disciples of the Tianqian Dao Sect were cleaning up the mess on the battlefield.

"What should we do about Nuan Nuan? If it weren't for me, she wouldn't have been taken away! Grandpa Sect Leader said there's nothing we can do... What should we do?" Miao Miao cried and blamed herself.

Yan Qing walked to Miao Miao's side, half-embracing her, and silently comforted her.

Ling Yue's mind was in chaos, and he felt immense panic. When he thought of Tang Nuan's tearful eyes, he finally began to face this relationship head-on.

"Senior brother, where are you going?" Miao Miao asked, looking at Ling Yue who picked up the peach wood sword and walked towards the door.

“…I’ll go and bring Nuan Nuan back,” Ling Yue replied softly, his tone gentle yet firm.

"Your Highness, a young Taoist priest has come in and is trying to break in to rescue someone!" a ghost soldier reported as he entered.

Tang Nuan opened her eyes, a smile blooming on her lips. Here she comes!