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

Ying Li and Yi Bicheng were both startled. Unlike Yi Bicheng's shock, Ying Li's expression could only be described as bewildered. From the initial confusion, it had now turned into a sense of unreality that seemed so close yet so real.

"You bastard!" Yi Bicheng's face turned pale with anger. He stepped forward and stared intently at Mu Huan, coldly saying, "You mean you like Ali? But you've only met her once. I don't believe you. You must be toying with her! Mu Huan, you have so much, and you have plenty of women. Ali is still young. I won't allow you to touch her!"

Mu Huan crossed his arms and looked at Yi Bicheng. He was unusually indifferent to the other party's threat. "Yi Bicheng, just because I don't like Wei Lingyun doesn't mean I don't like Ying Li. I have plenty of women, but Ying Li is different. I'm determined to have her, and no one can stop me!"

Yi Bicheng was trembling with anger. Ying Li, fearing he would suffer, quickly pulled Yi Bicheng aside and said in a deep voice, "Brother Bicheng, he's crazy. Don't take it to heart. Let's leave now and get out of here."

Mu Huan was a heartless and ungrateful man; she wouldn't believe that he had truly fallen for her. Ying Li, though young, wasn't stupid. This crown prince of the dynasty could have any woman he wanted; why would he cling to Ying Li, who had neither a family nor good looks?

Although she thought her looks were decent and her personality quite cute—well, not really cute, but cute to a fault—there were countless beauties on the Spirit Realm Continent, especially for someone like the Crown Prince who had grown up surrounded by beauties. Ying Li was hardly a stunning beauty. Perhaps Mu Huan was just infatuated and would get used to it after a while. But Ying Li had no intention of giving Mu Huan any of that novelty. Aside from the accidental take advantage of her earlier, Ying Li would never let Mu Huan get close to her.

Mu Huan narrowed her eyes upon hearing Ying Li's words. This girl is really... infuriating... her words are incredibly frustrating.

Yi Bicheng didn't care about any of that. He took out the Northern Red Plum Fan from his waist, his spiritual power surged, and he was already in a fighting stance with Mu Huan.

However, judging from the fight between him and Mu Huan at the Wei family cemetery last time, he had virtually no chance of winning against Mu Huan. Just as Ying Li was sweating for Yi Bicheng, she suddenly noticed that the spiritual power in Yi Bicheng's body was beginning to surge continuously. It wasn't the kind of surge caused by taking forbidden drugs, but a natural increase, and there was a faint feeling that something terrifying was about to gush out from his body.

Mu Huan lowered his arms, squinted at Yi Bicheng in front of him, and smiled slightly. What exactly was Yi Bicheng planning to do this time?! He was very annoyed by the other party's lack of patience.

The air was silent. Ying Li only felt a flash of light in front of her. Yi Bicheng's body had already shot towards Mu Huan. The air was filled with the sound of wind being cut. Before she could speak, in the blink of an eye, a white tiger figure suddenly appeared behind Yi Bicheng, running in the void behind Yi Bicheng and shouting at Mu Huan!

"Roar!" A deafening roar echoed through the house, and the once magnificent and antique house was now completely destroyed, with its beams broken and dust flying everywhere. In an instant, it was as if the house had gone from heaven to hell.

The place is no longer warm, but rather swept by a fierce, biting wind.

Ying Li subconsciously shrank her neck and hugged herself tightly to keep warm. Only then did she see Yi Bicheng's attack clearly. It turned out that Yi Bicheng was stronger than she had imagined!

Mu Huan smiled and stretched out his right hand to block the attack from Yi Bicheng and the white tiger. But to Ying Li's surprise, he took two steps back, indicating that Yi Bicheng's attack had worked.

"Yi Bicheng, you've improved a lot in these three years, but don't you know that the White Tiger Shadow Technique is extremely harmful to the cultivator's body?! You've used the White Tiger Shadow Technique repeatedly in one day, and you still try to deny that you have anything to do with Ying Li?! I think you're the one who's a scoundrel with ill intentions!" Mu Huan said coldly, her spiritual power suddenly appearing in her hand. A powerful and domineering spiritual force struck Yi Bicheng's Northern Red Plum Fan, causing the white tiger to roar and surge forward, even pulling Yi Bicheng's body backward!

"What impressive skill!" Ying Li exclaimed in admiration. She watched as Yi Bicheng swung halfway through the air before landing steadily on the ground with a composed expression. Recalling his elegant and composed demeanor just now, she couldn't help but admire him. If someone else had performed such a handsome and graceful movement, she would have thought it was effeminate. But when Yi Bicheng displayed it, she felt that it was both handsome and dashing, with an indescribable coolness.

But now is not the time to talk about such things. Ying Li looked at Yi Bicheng's heavy breathing and knew that the other party had gone to great lengths to save her. This crown prince of the dynasty had enjoyed the best resources since childhood. Although he was only seventeen years old, his level of spiritual cultivation at seventeen was much higher than that of an ordinary ninety-year-old. Although Yi Bicheng was a young master of the Heavenly Mansion, he was still somewhat inferior to the people of the dynasty.

If Yi Bicheng also possessed these resources, then the outcome would be uncertain.

"Stop fighting!" Ying Li said, seeing that the two had stopped attacking after exchanging a few blows. He quickly stepped forward and blocked their path.

Yi Bicheng watched Ying Li approach Mu Huan, a hint of worry on his face. He could easily use the White Tiger Shadow Technique to take Ying Li away, but if Mu Huan insisted on pursuing him, even if he could run, he would still be caught. He was now caught in a dilemma: should he use the White Tiger Shadow Technique to take Ying Li away and then make a plan, or should he think of a way to make Mu Huan lose interest in him?

He himself preferred the second method, but it was too difficult, and he hadn't thought of it yet. Moreover, Mu Huan's earlier statement that he liked Ying Li had ignited his anger. Yi Bicheng couldn't believe that the aloof and arrogant Mu Huan would actually like a woman, and that woman was actually Ying Li. Such a kind and innocent girl shouldn't be targeted by such a dark and cold person, even if the other party was the crown prince of the dynasty.

Yi Bicheng was worried that Ying Li was involved with Mu Huan!

"What do you want to say, little girl?" Mu Huan asked with interest as he saw Ying Li rush out, recalling the two kisses from earlier. This little girl had sweet lips, an elegant appearance, and a rare combination of simplicity and shrewdness. He had never seen such a cute little girl in his life.

Perhaps because he had seen so many flattering women in his daily life, Mu Huan always felt inexplicably nauseous when he looked at women who pretended to be aloof, while Ying Li was as pure as a blank sheet of paper, which pleased and satisfied him greatly.

"You said you wanted me, but Brother Bicheng said you weren't allowed to have me. But it seems you've all got it wrong. Nobody asked my opinion, whether I wanted to follow you or not," Ying Li said bluntly, staring at Mu Huan. Her eyes held a distant look, which she made no attempt to hide.

Mu Huan's eyes were somewhat deep, and after hearing Ying Li's words, they gradually turned icy cold. "You mean you don't like me?"

“It’s not that I don’t like it…” Ying Li paused, then continued, “I really dislike it…”

Mu Huan's face darkened, and a hint of ruthlessness appeared on her face as she looked at Ying Li. "I've taken a liking to you, and I won't allow you to choose. Ying Li, I'll only ask you one question: are you willing to follow me or not?!"

“I don’t want to,” Ying Li said. She took a deep breath, her relaxed expression vanishing, and said solemnly, “I don’t want to hand over my future to a stranger. I have a grandfather, a master, friends, a goal to reach, and things I must do. I have so much. I don’t mind not having you.”

Ying Li spoke clearly, and Mu Huan's face gradually darkened. He hadn't expected Ying Li to be so straightforward. He wanted to pull Ying Li into his arms and torment her, but he realized that his idea was just that—an idea. He looked at Ying Li, and the cold light in his eyes gradually deepened.

"Brother Bicheng, let's go." Seeing that Mu Huan had nothing to say, Ying Li took Yi Bicheng's arm and walked in the opposite direction from Mu Huan without looking back.

Mu Huan stood behind the two with her arms crossed, watching Ying Li walking behind Yi Bicheng. Suddenly, the image of another woman appeared in her mind. Three years ago, Wei Lingyun followed behind her, but he walked coldly as if he had not noticed her. At that time, Yi Bicheng, the young master of Tianfu, was watching them from afar, just like herself now.

"Ah Li, he didn't do anything to you, did he?" Yi Bicheng asked, glancing back at Mu Huan, who stood there with a shifty gaze, a worried expression on his face. He hadn't expected Mu Huan to let them go so easily. Although they didn't actually have any real grudges, and the nine great families were the dynasty's right-hand men, making the dynasty hesitant to easily deal with Tianfu, he still found it strange that Mu Huan, with his cold-blooded nature, didn't kill his prey outright. Or perhaps, Ying Li held some special place in his heart?

But despite the differences, the two had only met once; any more meetings would still have an element of illusion. However, when Mu Huan said he wanted to leave, the unprecedented seriousness in his expression made Yi Bicheng panic. This time, it seemed Mu Huan wasn't here to play cards.

Ying Li shook his head, recalling Mu Huan's two kisses. His palms and back were sweating profusely again. He didn't know what this feeling was. When he kissed him, Ying Li suddenly thought of Yin Huan. Her face was exactly the same as Mu Huan's, but instead of being cold and desolate, it was warm and spring-like.

Touching the black brocade at her waist, she missed Yin Huan so much… Brother Yin Huan…

Mu Huan watched Ying Li and Yi Bicheng's figures grow further and further away, wondering why he hadn't chased after them. In the past, even if something he set his sights on died, it had to die right in front of him. But Ying Li, this little girl, slipped away right in front of him. Looking at her, he felt a strange unease for the first time.

Ying Li, I'll remember you. Don't fall in love with another man. If you do, I'll kill his whole family!