The Emperor's Domineering Favor, the Evil Consort's Unparalleled Reign

Ying Li shuddered and looked at Mu Huan, his mind filled with questions. What did Mu Huan want with him? Could it be because he impulsively slapped Mu Huan at the Wei family cemetery?

It was quite serious for the crown prince to be slapped by a little girl, but Ying Li was unsure of the situation. He didn't seem to be bothering her over something so trivial. Could it be because of the precious pearl she had just acquired?

Thinking this, Ying Li subconsciously gripped the black brocade at her waist, her heart pounding in her throat. This was the precious pearl meant to awaken the alluring man; she would never give it to anyone else.

All of this, of course, was observed by Mu Huan. Mu Huan found it inexplicably amusing; this girl was indeed extraordinary. Exceptional talent, a pure heart, and domineering methods—these three qualities were perfectly integrated in her, making her truly remarkable.

"What if I say no?!" Yi Bicheng's face was resolute. He grabbed Ying Li's arm and pulled her behind him, looking at Mu Huan with a provocative expression and coldly saying, "I know very well what kind of person you are. Let me tell you, don't even think about making a move on Ali, otherwise, I will stop you even if it costs me my life!"

Mu Huan stared at Yi Bicheng, his face expressionless. His eyes were deep and cold, and his figure seemed like an unbreakable armor. He stared at him and said, word by word, "You kept saying you loved Ling Yun, but it turns out it was all a lie?"

"I didn't even touch her, so why do you think I would hurt her?!"

"You weren't like this with Ling Yun before, Yi Bicheng. Ask yourself honestly, do you really like Ling Yun?!"

Each word seemed to cut into Yi Bicheng's heart like a knife. Ying Li saw Yi Bicheng's body trembling uncontrollably. He was in agony. Wei Lingyun's name was torture. Every time it was mentioned, Yi Bicheng felt as if she were being slowly sliced ​​to death.

Ying Li knew that he couldn't bear this kind of torture and that one day he would go insane and die from the pain.

The man opposite Mu Huan didn't seem like a boy; that extreme coldness and profoundness shouldn't be seen in a young man.

"Enough! Brother Bicheng was just trying to protect me. You don't need to keep bringing up Sister Wei, making it seem like you're very close to her. Actually, your indifference was the last straw that broke her back!" Ying Li gripped Yi Bicheng's slightly trembling right hand. She called him "brother" instead of "Brother Yi" because at this moment, from this moment on, she suddenly felt that Yi Bicheng's position in her heart was gradually becoming clearer. This is what kinship without blood ties feels like.

Looking into Ying Li's clear eyes and her simple, youthful face, Mu Huan was unconsciously captivated. It was just like when he first met Ying Li at the Wei family cemetery. He had thought she was no different from the other vulgar and troublesome women. When she mistook him for someone else, he felt disgusted. But later, those clear eyes somehow calmed his heart, a feeling he had never experienced before, yet one he had longed for.

After leaving, he intended to return to the dynasty and continue as the crown prince, but he unexpectedly ran into her again on the road, and now he had a master by his side.

She didn't rely on anyone else; she vented her anger herself. That calm, composed, stubborn yet warm gaze was vividly portrayed on her elegant face. He didn't know why, but he had subconsciously come to Ancient Wind City. Seeing her wield the Spirit Guide to defeat Ling Xiaoxiao, he suddenly became interested in Ying Li.

To get to know her, to understand her, to...her...

Walking over and grabbing Ying Li's arm without a word, Mu Huan's cold eyes held a deep, lustful glint. "Come with me..."

Caught off guard, Ying Li was suddenly pulled into Mu Huan's arms. Before she could finish her sentence, she heard a whoosh of wind beside her ear, and when she looked at Yi Bicheng, she found herself getting further and further away from him.

"Brother Bicheng!" Ying Li shouted, but before she could exert any strength, she was tightly bound by Mu Huan. Her mind was dizzy, and she lowered her head and lay down in his arms, falling into a deep dream.

After an unknown amount of time, Ying Li finally awoke from her deep sleep to find herself in a very luxurious place. The room was antique and elegant, with everything exuding a sense of grandeur. The bed beneath her had a golden cushion embroidered with dragons and phoenixes, and countless kylin pearls and bright moonstones were scattered across the large bed.

Ying Li subconsciously touched her body. Her clothes were still on, so she shouldn't have been violated. However, in such a strange room, Ying Li didn't feel safe. Especially when she thought about Mu Huan taking her away, she felt a sudden panic.

With her master gone, Yi Bicheng gone, and the alluring man gone, Ying Li was left all alone. Taking a deep breath, Ying Li roused herself and got out of bed. She hadn't taken any of the Qilin Pearls; she knew that this unexpected disaster was a misfortune she had picked up without even realizing it.

"What, didn't you like those jewels?" Just as Ying Li was observing the surroundings, a deep and lazy voice sounded from behind him. Ying Li turned around abruptly and looked at Mu Huan, who had stepped into the room with one foot, with a wary expression on his face.

He changed into a white brocade robe, and now he looked indescribably handsome and ethereal. Coupled with his distinct features and his handsome yet assertive face, he appeared particularly otherworldly. This was completely unlike the Mu Huan he had met at first. Although he was still cold and aloof, Ying Li surprisingly did not feel any distance from him.

"You worked so hard just now and only got one. Now these are all yours, why don't you take them?" Mu Huan continued when Ying Li remained silent, his face bearing a meaningful expression.

Ying Li subconsciously took a step back, not answering his question, but cautiously asking, "Why did you bring me here? What is this place? Can I leave?"

Mu Huan stood opposite Ying Li, subtly blocking the doorway, "Do you really hate being with me that much?"

“It’s not that I hate her…” Ying Li looked at Mu Huan’s face and continued, “It’s that I hate her very much.”

"We only met briefly, but you kidnapped me here. I don't know what your intentions are, but let me tell you clearly, I'm very uncomfortable here, and I want to leave!"

Ying Li coldly pushed the other person away and walked towards the door. She didn't care where she was, as long as she got out, she would eventually return to Gu Feng City and reunite with Yi Bicheng. Who would care about Mu Huan then?

"What's your relationship with Yi Bicheng? Could it be that you're really his lover?" Mu Huan carefully chose her words, looking at Ying Li with his back to her, a questioning expression appearing on her face.

"I'm only fifteen years old. This kind of love isn't suitable for me, and I won't venture into this area in the future. No, there is no future. Please don't ask me this kind of question now. I can tell you very clearly that I have no romantic relationship with Yi Bicheng, and I have absolutely no relationship with you." Ying Li turned his back to Mu Huan, his expression extremely impatient.

"That's good." Mu Huan seemed to breathe a sigh of relief, which greatly displeased Ying Li. She suddenly turned around and shouted at Mu Huan, "What exactly do you mean? You... um..."

Ying Li's eyes snapped shut, a burning sensation spreading across his lips. Mu Huan's right arm encircled Ying Li's waist, while his left hand caressed her neck. He gently kissed the corner of Ying Li's mouth, their soft touch creating an atmosphere of exquisite intimacy.

Ying Li's body stiffened, too frightened to move. She had never seen anything like this before. Yin Huan's kiss had also come suddenly, but it was gentle and gradual. Mu Huan's kiss was hot and soft, yet it carried an indescribable domineering force. Opening her eyes and looking at Mu Huan's approaching face, Ying Li felt her mind go blank, as if her whole body did not belong to her.

"Get away from me!" After what seemed like an eternity, Ying Li finally reacted. She shoved Mu Huan away, her face flushed red like never before, her chest heaving as she shouted angrily.

Mu Huan was pushed away by Ying Li. Looking at Ying Li's flushed face, Mu Huan smiled and took another step closer. She closed her eyes and leaned in to kiss Ying Li's lips again.

"you……"

Before Ying Li could react, Mu Huan used the same trick again. She didn't know what was happening, but her body suddenly went numb. She wanted to get away, but her limbs wouldn't obey her. Mu Huan kissed her all the way, forcing Ying Li into a corner. Mu Huan held her waist tightly with her right hand and gently stroked her cheek with her left hand. Ying Li felt dizzy and everything she saw when she opened her eyes was blurry.

"This must be a dream..." Ying Li's mind went blank, and sweat poured down his palms and back.

"Let go of Ali!"

Just as Mu Huan was holding the unconscious Ying Li in her arms and stroking her dazed face, Yi Bicheng's sharp voice rushed into the room.

Mu Huan's expression changed, and she looked at Yi Bicheng with a different kind of deep and cold demeanor. Ying Li also snapped out of her daze and found herself being held in Mu Huan's arms, with the other person touching her cheek. She was startled and quickly pushed the other person away, standing behind Yi Bicheng.

Could it be that Mu Huan has cast some kind of spell on me? How come I, with my own hands and feet, can't even put up a fight?!

"Hmph, you used the Heavenly Mansion's secret technique to chase me, and you still say you have no feelings for her?" A resolute glint flashed in Mu Huan's eyes, dazzling Ying Li. How could he be so different from before?

Turning to look at Yi Bicheng, she saw a white tiger mark on the other's right arm that was still glowing with an eerie light. Could this be the Heavenly Mansion Secret Technique, the White Tiger Shadow Technique? It was said to be able to make a person travel a thousand miles a day. Yi Bicheng used this secret technique for her, but it was extremely taxing on his physical strength.

"What exactly do you want? If you want to harm my Tianfu, just stretch out your finger and someone will help you get rid of her. But Ali has never offended you, so why are you making things difficult for her because of my relationship?!" Yi Bicheng's face was pale, and he was panting as he spoke, indicating that he had been chasing her too hard.

Mu Huan glanced at Ying Li, who stood behind Yi Bicheng with a slightly flustered expression, and after a long while, she snorted coldly, "I never said that I wanted to make things difficult for her because of you..."

"I'll only say it once: I want her, only her."