The Mystic Princess is Too Invincible! The Abstinent and Cruel King Breaks His Rules and Pampers Her

Xi Mei was deeply shaken and could not calm down for a long time.

She looked directly into Jiang Ling's eyes and couldn't help but wonder if Jiang Ling had investigated her.

But it’s impossible!

She served Murong Yan faithfully for nine years, without even the prince knowing. Almost everyone in the world who knew her true identity and background was dead!

Can you really tell something from a person's face?

Xi Mei's thin lips were pressed together so tightly they turned white, and her body was tense to the extreme.

"The princess really can..."

Xi Mei took a deep breath, stared intently at Jiang Ling, and asked, "What do I want? Give me what?"

"I swear to God! I mean what I say! But only if you take off your mask."

"it is good."

A dark and resolute look flashed in Xi Mei's eyes. Then she raised her hand and took off the mask that had been welded to her face for more than nine years.

Without sunlight, his skin was as pale as paper.

She has willow-leaf eyebrows, a straight and prominent nose, and full cheekbones.

The face reading is complete!

Jiang Ling got up and returned to her seat. Under Xi Mei's confused and wary gaze, she smiled and invited, "Sit down and let's talk slowly."

Xi Mei hesitated before sitting down opposite him. Her posture was upright and serious, with the demeanor of a soldier.

Jiang Ling rested her chin on one hand, her stunningly beautiful face smiling as she looked at her, starting with her forehead: "Judging from your face, your upper face is full and bright, indicating a noble and extraordinary birth."

"However, you have been frowning and pursing your lips for years, your appearance has changed, and you are gloomy and unsuccessful."

"Your chin is too pointed, and your lips are too pale. You have bad luck and misfortune. You refuse to accept the status quo; you want to change things and seek revenge! You're waiting for an opportunity, aren't you?"

As Xi Mei listened, her pale face grew increasingly grim.

She stared intently at Jiang Ling, her brows furrowed.

Her thin lips, pursed into a line, moved slightly, her tone sarcastic and biting: "Your Highness, this is just wild speculation! Without any evidence, it's absurd and laughable."

"Ji Yinyue".

"Boom!"

Xi Mei stood up too abruptly, knocking over the chair.

Her face was pale with panic, her eyes wide with disbelief as she stared at Jiang Ling. Her thin lips moved, but no sound came out.

Jiang Ling looked at her with a smile, her voice melodious and pleasant as she continued, "The princess of Chu was born with immeasurable nobility. It's a pity she had to flee at a young age, barely surviving and never daring to see the light of day. Am I right?"

Xi Mei's pupils trembled uncontrollably.

She was dazed and murmured in disbelief, "...You! You really read it from my face?"

"Your mother died in a drowning, and your entire family was slaughtered. You were rescued by a Taoist nun who used magic to conceal your destiny and spiritual bones, disguised you as an orphan and beggar, and sent you out of the Chu Kingdom."

Jiang Ling's amber eyes sharply and thoroughly examined her physique from head to toe.

His bright eyes saw through her scheming schemes.

Jiang Ling's eyes turned slightly cold as she continued, "You concealed your identity and pledged allegiance to Murong Yan. Your only scheme was to use Murong Yan's power to avenge yourself when he launched an attack on Chu!"

"Pfft!"

Xi Mei knelt down, bowed her head to Jiang Ling, and prostrated herself on the ground.

Her voice became hoarse and choked with emotion as she took a deep breath and exclaimed, "Your Highness, you are absolutely right! I am convinced! I am completely convinced!"

"Xi Mei... I, Ji Yinyue, swear to the heavens! I will serve you, my Queen, even unto death! But please, my Queen, lend me your strength to avenge this humiliation!"

Upon hearing this, Jiang Ling's lips curved into a smile.

She softened her voice and asked with a gentle smile, "Would you be willing to become my disciple?"

"??"

Xi Mei thought she was hallucinating, and looked up at her blankly.

"Would you be willing to become my disciple?"

Jiang Ling repeated it again, her pleasant voice carrying a gentle yet seductive power, coaxing her: "If you join my Xuanmen sect, I will teach you skills, and in the future you can personally take revenge and kill your enemies! How about it?"

"Of course I'd like to! But can I become a master?"

Xi Mei was still in a daze, unable to believe it.

Jiang Ling formed a hand seal and cast a talisman into Xi Mei's body. Her domineering and powerful force directly tore apart and dismantled the Daoist nun's remaining seal. Spiritual bones emerged, and a scorching heat emanated from Xi Mei's body, causing the temperature in the room to rise steadily.

Xi Mei was at a loss, bewildered and panicked. "It's so hot! What's wrong with me?"

"Born with fire spirit bones, a promising talent for slaying ghosts and refining weapons! It's such a waste to have him sealed away for so many years!"

Jiang Ling shook her head regretfully and said, "Xi Mei, if you become my disciple, I will teach you Xuanmen magic. Once you learn it, not only will you be able to take revenge, but even ghosts will be afraid of you."

Xi Mei suddenly woke up.

Without saying a word, she kowtowed repeatedly and cried out, "Master!"

"My good disciple~"

whee!

Jiang Ling was in a great mood.

But when Murong Yan learned that Jiang Ling had poached his girlfriend, he was stunned for a long time.

Jiang Ling winked at him, "Don't be so stingy. Don't you have Bei Yan, Nan Zhu, and the Blood Eagle Guard? Finding someone to replace Xi Mei shouldn't be difficult, right?"

"I'm not being stingy. Ling'er, if you want someone, no problem, what's mine is yours! But why do you insist on taking her? And why do you even accept her as your apprentice?"

Murong Yan was completely baffled.

He looked up at the study.

His former subordinate, Xi Mei, was now humbly and eagerly asking Jiang Yuyan and Jiang Yuxue for guidance, repeatedly saying, "Excuse me, junior brother, junior sister..."

The art style is bizarre.

Murong Yan didn't understand, and looked away, asking again, "Ling'er, is your Xuanmen so casual in accepting people?"

"I'm not so casual! I won't hire anyone who isn't a genius!"

Jiang Ling immediately waved her hand and straightened her attitude: "When the Xuanmen accepts disciples, they look at aptitude, opportunity, morality and character. She can endure hardship, is tenacious, strong and indomitable, and will succeed in whatever she does! In addition, she has rich experience in managing the army for you, and I need such talent!"

Jiang Ling still felt a little guilty about poaching Murong Yan's people.

She will make it up to you!

"Murong Yan, let me teach you how to open your spiritual eye! I'll personally teach you magic these next few days, okay?"

"it is good!"

Very good!

Murong Yan was in a radiant mood, and his smile was so captivating and alluring that it dazzled Jiang Ling.

He's practically a male demon incarnate!

Jiang Ling averted her eyes, thinking to herself: As expected of Aunt Tianhu Mei's favorite son, his destructive power is too strong!

They were in a harmonious and pleasant atmosphere, but outside, it caused a sensation throughout the city!

It exploded!

A great fire broke out at the princess's residence, and Princess Ronghua's body was never found. When the news reached the palace, the emperor was furious and extremely grieved!

Taking advantage of the situation, civil and military officials requested that the princes' weddings be postponed so that Princess Ronghua's funeral could be held first. However, Murong Ze insisted on his own way, decreeing that Princess Ronghua be given a grand funeral, and the weddings of the second and third princes would proceed as planned!

Even if the sky were to fall, nothing could stop it!

If he didn't still have to maintain a bit of royal dignity, he would have forced his two sons to sleep with women right now, so that they would get pregnant in no time!

But even if it's quick, we'll have to wait until next month.

Enduring the agonizing backlash day and night, Murong Ze gripped the Bagua Mirror in frustration and rage, urging, "Immortal Master Xuanfeng, is there no other way? I have given you a portion of the destiny of an emperor! Your Taoist magic is superb, you must save me!"

"Your Majesty, please calm down."

Xuanfeng's voice came from the Bagua Mirror, sinister and arrogant: "The day the prince gets married will be the day they are caught!"