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

Jiang Ling: "You want to live?"

The middle-aged man gripped his urine-soaked trousers tightly and nodded frantically.

"Zhou Jia, you often gossip about others. Today you've met me, the Princess Consort, and you'll have to pay the price!"

Hearing Jiang Ling call out his name directly, Zhou Jia was terrified and filled with remorse.

Unfortunately, there is no regret medicine in the world.

Zhou Jia's miserable state was caused by Murong Yan and Yun Jiao.

Jiang Ling thought for a moment, then said coldly, "Zhou Jia, you often commit verbal sins, so use your tongue to atone for them! Will you do it yourself, or will this princess help you?"

"No! No!"

Zhou Jia crawled backward in terror, crying and begging for mercy: "Don't cut off my tongue! Your Highness, spare my life!"

"Miss, don't dirty your hands, let me do it." Yun Jiao got up and walked over, holding a small knife in her hand, its cold light flashing.

"Okay." Jiang Ling stepped aside.

next second.

A furious shout rang out from outside the inn: "Stop!"

The girl appeared to be seventeen or eighteen years old, dressed in a yellow Taoist skirt embroidered with plum blossoms, her long black hair styled in a single bun, adorned with three different colored hairpins.

She burst in like a whirlwind!

With her bright almond-shaped eyes wide open, she angrily accused, "How could you be so vicious!"

"You've already beaten someone up like this, and you still want to cut out their tongue! In broad daylight, under the clear sky, you're all too arrogant!"

"Little Taoist nun, save me!"

Zhou Jia excitedly crawled to the girl's side, crying out in pain, "Ouch, ouch, it hurts!"

"Fellow Daoist, rest assured! I am Nangong Yuxiu, a disciple of the Lingshan Sect. With me here, I will never allow this human and demon to cut out your tongue!"

Lingshan Sect?

Nangong Yuxiu?

Jiang Ling sized her up thoughtfully. She had a kind and innocent face, and a lively and impulsive personality. So easy to fool!

Jiang Ling curled her lips into a smirk, deliberately threatening her: "If you won't cut off his tongue, then you can take his place?"

"you dare!"

Nangong Yuxiu was so frightened that she took half a step back, her eyes wide with anger as she shouted, "You are so beautiful, how can you be so vicious and cruel? This fellow Daoist is injured like this and has already paid the price. Don't bully others with your power!"

"To slander the Princess is disrespectful to the royal family! According to the law, this is punishable by death!"

Murong Yan walked to Jiang Ling's side and stood still, his phoenix eyes cold and forceful as he stared at them. "If he refuses to hand over his tongue, I will kill him!"

"Your Highness? Me?" Nangong Yuxiu was a little confused.

Zhou Jia was terrified.

To everyone's surprise, not only was Jiang Ling present, but the Regent was also there!

Knowing he couldn't escape his fate, he could only cling tightly to Nangong Yuxiu's leg, crying, "Little Taoist nun, save me!!"

"You! You guys..."

Nangong Yuxiu panicked and turned around to plead for help: "Peng Peng, say something!!"

Only then did everyone notice that there was a young Taoist priest, about thirteen or fourteen years old, standing at the entrance.

He had a round face, a bright red dot between his eyebrows, and two topknots on his head, making him look youthful, innocent, and adorable.

He stared intently at Jiang Ling, his eyes unblinking.

Upon hearing Nangong Yuxiu call him, Peng Peng swallowed hard and exclaimed, "Sister, you're so beautiful!"

"Pfft! Cough cough. Thank you for the compliment." Jiang Ling was immediately amused.

Nangong Yuxiu stomped her foot angrily, "Peng! Peng!!"

"Junior Sister, they did nothing wrong."

Peng Peng pointed at Zhou Jia, his innocent face turning serious as he said, "He has a pointed mouth and monkey cheeks. He not only spreads bad karma through his words, but he has also harmed people! He speaks ill of others, breaks up families, and even spreads rumors that drove an innocent woman to her death."

"Junior Sister, if this kind of person were in our Lingshan Sect, we would break their arms and legs and expel them from the Xuanmen!"

"What?" Nangong Yuxiu was stunned.

She couldn't believe it. "Peng Peng, is it true?"

"Junior sister, I'm very accurate at reading faces."

moment!

Nangong Yuxiu blushed crimson. "Peng Peng, you knew I couldn't read faces, why didn't you say so sooner!"

Peng Peng looked innocent and aggrieved.

Junior sister, you rushed in so fast, you didn't even give him a chance to open his mouth!

"You scoundrel, stay away from me!" Nangong Yuxiu was so embarrassed that she wanted to disappear. She forcefully pulled her leg out and kicked Zhou Jia.

Then, she hurriedly said "I'm sorry!" to Jiang Ling and the others.

After saying that, she turned around, grabbed Peng Peng, and ran away.

They're such a jerk!

Jiang Ling couldn't stop laughing.

Yun Jiao gave Zhou Jia no chance to struggle. With a swift movement, he severed Zhou Jia's tongue. Zhou Jia was in pain and terrified, and immediately collapsed unconscious.

After finishing, Yun Jiao turned around and asked, "Miss, are we just going to let them go like this? I can chase after them!"

"Fine, I've already apologized."

Jiang Ling didn't bother arguing with them, and besides...

She smiled and said, "They are also going to the capital of Yan Kingdom. We will meet again."

Murong Yan's eyes lit up, and his voice was cold and deep: "It seems that my order has attracted quite a few people from the Xuanmen sect. I hope that a few of them are steady and talented Celestial Masters, and not just a bunch of scoundrels who would waste my time."

Jiang Ling smiled and said, "Let's go back to the capital and see what happens."

……

After returning to the capital, they first went to Xuanqing Pavilion.

Lin Qingfeng breathed a sigh of relief when he saw Jiang Ling return. It was as if his stay at Xuanqing Pavilion had no other purpose than Jiang Ling's!

He remained composed, showing no change in expression despite Murong Yan's piercing gaze and Yun Jiao's scrutiny.

Jiang Ling glanced at him, but didn't have time to pay attention to him for the time being.

After inquiring about the situation at Xuanqing Pavilion over the past two weeks, Jiang Ling and Murong Yan went their separate ways.

Jiang Ling is going back to the Zhenbei General's Mansion to visit her family!

Murong Yan had been away for half a month, and there was still a backlog of official business at court waiting for him to handle...

As Jiang Ling entered the General's Mansion, she noticed a carriage parked at the street corner.

She took another look.

"Ling'er, my little one! My baby, you're back! Come on in!" Wang Jingkang greeted them with a bright smile.

Wang Jingrui followed closely behind, "Ling'er, baby, we miss you both so much!"

"Big Uncle! Third Uncle!"

The two babies greeted each other excitedly.

Jiang Ling's thoughts were interrupted, and she put the carriage out of her mind and went into the general's mansion first.

Even though it had only been half a month since they last met, the entire General's family was as excited and enthusiastic as if they had been separated for a long time. Jiang Ling, Zai Zai, and Bao Bao were all surrounded by them.

"Grandpa, Grandma, these are pills I made for you. Take one a day to prolong your life!"

"Thank you, my dear granddaughter! You're such a wonderful granddaughter!"

……

"Second Uncle, Eldest Brother, Second Brother... This is for you. Eat it to strengthen your bodies!"

"Second Aunt, Aunt Liu, Aunt Shangguan, this is a beauty-enhancing pill I made. Women who take it will have their skin beautified, their blood and energy replenished."

"Thank you, Ling'er!"

"Ling'er, you're so wonderful! You're a blessing to our family!"

"Hehehe, having a younger sister is so wonderful!"

……

Looking at the radiant smiles on their faces, Jiang Ling felt a deep sense of satisfaction.

but!

Jiang Ling still had a bottle in her hand. She looked around and asked, puzzled, "Isn't Auntie home?"

Upon hearing this, the smiles on everyone's faces in the General's Mansion froze.

We looked at each other, sighing with melancholy.

Wang Dewu said helplessly, "Ling'er, your aunt is sick."

"Is she sick?" Jiang Ling frowned and immediately said, "I'm going to visit my aunt!"

"Let's go too!"

The two babies spoke in unison, their expressions filled with worry.