The Princess Cannot Escape: The Cunning Prince Is Not to Be Messed With

Chapter 252 Tianji Mountain

"I said this thing was also invented by your master?" Qin Nian shook her head. "My master isn't that amazing. It's said that it was set up by a mysterious person back then." Qin Nian dragged Gu Lounan and the other person onto the wooden box. Xiahou Ying was even briefly awakened after his body was warmed up and saw the wooden box in front of him.

He pursed his lips, seemingly somewhat helpless, "It's such an old antique, it's been around for so many years. I'm really worried that this thing isn't sturdy anymore." Qin Nian finally went up and drew something on the top of the wooden box with his finger before activating it.

"Don't worry, I'll be fine when I come down the mountain." The wooden box moved quickly and, after leaving the cave, followed the iron chain to a paradise. There were green trees and all kinds of flowers. Looking at the fairytale world under her feet, Yin Quan was as happy as a child.

"Xiahou Ying, wouldn't it be wonderful if our wedding were held here? It's like a dream castle! How could I possibly regret it?" Xiahou Ying patted her head. "What's so difficult about that? We'll get married again this time we're back." Yin Quan didn't expect him to agree so readily.

But thinking of his injuries, she bit her lower lip and said with some regret, "Forget it, my mother and I mainly came here to treat your illness. We can talk about the rest later." Xiahou Ying remained silent, but his eyes were incredibly firm. Only after the wooden box landed and walked away did Qin Nian tap Gu Lounan and Xie Fo a few times.

The two slowly turned around. Xie Fo grinned, somewhat dissatisfied, "I said you went too far. Sealing all the major acupoints could kill people. Do you have any humanity left?" Gu Lounan was also displeased, "If there are any taboos, just say so. Why go to such extremes?"

Qin Nian ignored the two men. "If you're not satisfied, will I send you back the way we came?" Gu Lounan and Xie Fo were speechless. Yin Quan looked at the group of children and said helplessly, "How old are you? Why are you still acting so stubborn? Forget it, let's not talk about it anymore. We should focus on finding the Heavenly Mystery Elder."

"Who is looking for me?" A clear voice of an old man came from all directions. Yin Quan looked around but did not find the old man.

Qin Nian bowed respectfully, "Master, your disciple has returned from your travels. Xiahou Ying's injuries are serious, and I fear Master will need to personally intervene." Qin Nian rarely showed such respect, and Yin Quan listened intently. The old man's voice changed, and he snorted coldly.

"That brat only came back to see me when his life was in danger. I really shouldn't have saved him. Who are these three people behind him?" Yin Quan moved closer to Xiahou Ying and took his arm. "Master, I'm your wife." As soon as Yin Quan finished speaking, the room fell silent, as if everyone was waiting for the old man's reaction.

"Hahaha, that brat found a wife? I'd better take a good look. Girl, take a step forward." Yin Quan didn't understand, but she obediently took a step forward. Her foot suddenly lost its footing, and she was flying up. Feeling the gentle aura surrounding her, Yin Quan felt incredibly warm and familiar.

In a moment of distraction, I came to an old man. The old man had white hair and beard, and his long silver hair was casually tied behind his head. Even so, it could not hide his stunning beauty. Although his hair was all white, there was not a single wrinkle on his face. He exuded the aura of an immortal, as if he were not mortal.

"I said, you wouldn't happen to be that old man, would you?" The man touched his hair and smiled mischievously. "Why don't I look like him?" Yin Quan was shocked. "What do you mean you don't look like him! You look nothing like him! With that face of yours, you could easily bewitch innocent young girls. Silver hair, handsome face, a devil incarnate, a devil incarnate. But if your voice were a little younger, it would be even better."

"You mean like this?" The man instantly switched to a young man's voice, clear and resonant like jade beads falling to the ground, yet still masculine. This time, Yin Quan was completely captivated. No matter how she tried to imagine it, she couldn't believe that the person standing in front of her was the very same serious Qin Nian's master.

The man raised an eyebrow, watching Yin Quan circle around him as if looking at an animal. His next words almost made Yin Quan stumble, "Then why don't you stop following my disciple and come with me instead?" Now Yin Quan seemed to understand why Xiahou Ying wouldn't allow her to get close to him.

Speak of the devil, and he appears! Xiahou Ying's grinding teeth echoed through the air, "You old lecher, if you dare to flirt with my wife again, believe me, I'll send troops to demolish your Tianji Sect!" The man, however, showed no anger, "Little Yingying, why are you still so irritable after just a few days?"

With a wave of his sleeves, the man seemed to create a white mist in front of Yin Quan, revealing the figures of Xiahou Ying and the others. Could this be Sun Wukong's illusion? Yin Quan rubbed his eyes and ran to Xiahou Ying's side in disbelief.

"Xiahou Ying, was your master sent by the monkey?" Xiahou Ying was taken aback by the question, but Gu Lounan was the first to react. He hurriedly bowed to Xiahou Ying's master, which was impolite. "Greetings, Master Xuanqingzi, the head of the Tianji Sect. I am Gu Lounan, the current Imperial Preceptor. I have long admired your demeanor."

The Evil Buddha also abandoned his carefree expression and bowed respectfully, "This humble monk, the Evil Buddha, pays respects to Master Xuan Qingzi." Xuan Qingzi nodded to the two of them in acknowledgment. Xiahou Ying, however, wore a disdainful expression upon seeing Xuan Qingzi, "If I hadn't been forced to, I wouldn't... I wouldn't have come back."

Seeing Xiahou Ying's awkward expression, Yin Quan didn't know what grudge he had with this Xuan Qingzi, but a strange look flashed in Xuan Qingzi's eyes.

"Xiao Niannian, take him to the vegetarian pavilion and simmer him in my fifty-ingredient medicine stove." Yin Quan chuckled after hearing this, and everyone looked at her in confusion.

She pointed at Qin Nian, grinning from ear to ear. "So your nickname is Little Nian Nian? Hahaha!" Qin Nian twitched her eyes and looked at Xuan Qingzi with a reproachful expression. Xuan Qingzi seemed particularly interested in Yin Quan.

"So you also think the name I chose is very nice, don't you? It's just a pity that I've always had a wish to take on a female disciple. Now that I see you, I suddenly feel that you and I are very destined. Are you interested...?"

"Ah Quan, come here, I have something to tell you." Yin Quan winked at Xuan Qingzi and walked to Xiahou Ying's side.

"What's wrong? What happened?" Xiahou Ying leaned on Yin Quan. "I don't want my senior brother to help me, I want you to help me." To be honest, Xiahou Ying's willful appearance was really cute. Yin Quan nodded helplessly. Qin Nian led Gu Lounan and the other to the arranged accommodation.

Yin Quan helped Xiahou Ying to the so-called study hall. Xiahou Ying had a gloomy face the whole way. "I told you not to have too much contact with that old man." Yin Quan chuckled to herself. He was even jealous of his master. "Old man? Where is your master old? He is clearly a handsome young man."

Xiahou Ying's face darkened further. "I'll say it again: guard your wifely virtues." Yin Quan waved her small fist in protest. Under Xiahou Ying's guidance, the two soon arrived at the so-called Zhaige Pavilion.

Along the way, Yin Quan witnessed what skilled craftsmen were. The entire Tianji Mountain was full of ingenious mechanisms. Everything was operated without human intervention, relying entirely on wooden machines. For example, the door of the Zhaige Pavilion looked like a sealed porcelain bowl from the outside, with a clever Bagua (Eight Trigrams) printed on it.

Two iron handles were attached to the sides of the Bagua. Xiahou Ying gently touched the iron handles, and they immediately retracted. The center of the porcelain bowl cracked, revealing a wooden door behind it. He pulled a bell next to the wooden door, and the door slowly opened.

A strong medicinal aroma wafted towards her, and Yin Quan couldn't help but sneeze. If there was anything she was allergic to in her life, it was the smell of Chinese medicine. Whenever she smelled the pungent aroma of Chinese medicine, she couldn't help but sneeze. "Achoo! Achoo! Xiahou Ying... what... what kind of lousy place is this?"

Seeing Yin Quan's discomfort, Xiahou Ying asked with some heartache, "What's wrong?" "Damn it, choke... I... can't stand the smell of Chinese medicine..." Yin Quan's tears and snot kept flowing, and it looked like her sleeves were about to be ruined.

Xiahou Ying took out a white handkerchief from his bosom and wrapped it around Yin Quan's nose. Without inhaling the smell of Chinese medicine, Yin Quan felt much better. As Xiahou Ying looked at her, he suddenly smiled faintly.

"Do you know how adorable you look right now?" He pulled her little head to his chest, his heart aching with unbearable tenderness. "I'm so sorry for making you suffer so much with me." Yin Quan felt a warmth in her heart. "What are you saying? Hurry up, where's that medicine pot your master mentioned?"

Xiahou Ying arrived at the center of the room, where there was a raised circular platform. Xiahou Ying gently turned a vase standing to the side, and a wooden bucket about a meter high rose up from under the raised platform. Yin Quan saw four water pipes on the bucket.

Thick, black liquid kept leaking from the pipe, with brown smoke rising from it. "Did your master prepare this for you? Does he keep it on hand all year round?"

Xiahou Ying's eyes darkened. "I need to make this medicinal soup once every five years, so he always keeps it for me." Xiahou Ying opened his arms, gesturing for Yin Quan to help him undress.

“I said you should take off all your clothes. It’s not good for me to stand here. I’d better go ask your master if he needs anything else…” Yin Quan turned to run away, but was stopped by Xiahou Ying’s cough.

"How could I possibly undress myself in this state?" If you were to ask Yin Quan if she was interested in Xiahou Ying's body, she would definitely answer that she had wanted to peek at it more than once.

But doing it so openly would make any girl feel awkward, okay? "I think we should... we should at least respect each other, right?" Xiahou Ying looked at this little woman. Did she not have any interest in him anymore?

Thinking of this, Xiahou Ying's face turned frosty. "Are you tired of me?" It was hard to imagine that such a resentful woman's words came from the mouth of someone as proud as Xiahou Ying.

"Xiahou Ying! Since you asked for this, don't regret it." With that, Yin Quan rolled up his sleeves, and his hands, like those of An Lushan, reached directly to Xiahou Ying's waist.

She removed her outer garments, then her light gauze, then her inner garments, one by one. When she got to her inner garments, Yin Quan's hand trembled. She bit her lip, and with a determined look, she stripped Xiahou Ying naked.

Looking at Yin Quan's face, as red as a ripe apple, Xiahou Ying's heart fluttered, and he couldn't help but lower his head. Unexpectedly, Yin Quan also suddenly looked up, bumping into Xiahou Ying's chin. He winced in pain, and his romantic feelings vanished instantly.

Yin Quan hurriedly reached out to rub Xiahou Ying's chin, "Why did you look up for no reason?" Xiahou Ying rolled her eyes at her, "What a stupid woman."