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

Her cheeks were flushed red, and Jiang Ling closed her eyes tightly, burying her face in the pillow, not daring to look at the man who was holding her tightly from behind.

What did she do?

Seven times a day!

Still not enough...

He was dissolute, unrestrained, and domineering.

But Murong Yan cooperated without any limits, stopping when she said to stop and continuing when she said to continue. Whether she wanted it fast or slow, it was all up to her.

Damn!

I’m too embarrassed to see anyone!

Jiang Lingxin's heart pounded wildly; she was so excited that her body trembled uncontrollably.

Murong Yan misunderstood. His hot, strong hand moved to her waist, gently kneading and rubbing it, his voice tense and worried: "Ling'er, does your back hurt? Is something wrong?"

"Shut up! Don't say a word!" Jiang Ling's voice trembled with shame.

She pushed Murong Yan hard, then pulled up the blanket and wrapped herself up to hide.

Afraid of hurting her, Murong Yan didn't resist. In the blink of an eye, the blanket was completely on Jiang Ling, leaving him naked and without any cover. If anyone saw this, they would be shocked; the marks on Murong Yan's body were too intense and brutal.

There was scratching with fingernails.

There are teeth marks.

There were also suspicious, ambiguous signs...

Murong Yan, however, completely disregarded his own feelings and focused solely on appeasing her. He was terrified that he might make another mistake, displeasing his beloved and forcing him to abstain from sex for several more years—how could he possibly bear that?

"Ling'er, don't be angry."

"Ling'er, give me another chance, I'll definitely do better!"

"Ling'er? Are you hungry?"

Jiang Ling: "..."

If she doesn't answer, Murong Yan will probably keep nagging her endlessly.

Jiang Ling had no choice but to pull off the blanket, revealing a pair of bright, misty eyes as she glared at him. "I'm not angry, I'm not hungry! Let me have some peace and quiet."

She started it, so she has to take responsibility.

After three days of yin and yang replenishment, Jiang Ling felt not hungry at all, but rather uncomfortably full. She had accumulated too much Xuan Yang essence; she would probably need to refine it for several more days.

As she pondered, her gaze fell upon the excessively severe marks on Murong Yan's body. Jiang Lingxin trembled, lowered her eyes, and muttered uncomfortably, "Murong Yan, don't worry about me, I'm fine. Go and heal your wounds!"

Murong Yan remained calm. "Injured? I'm not injured."

Jiang Ling's eyes widened instantly.

She stared at Murong Yan in disbelief, pointing at his chin and asking, "Don't tell me you're going to go out in public with this on your chin!"

Murong Yan touched his smooth chin, where there was a clear tooth mark. Anyone could tell what had happened and how intense and unrestrained it had been.

Murong Yan quite wanted to keep it and didn't mind others seeing it.

However, under Jiang Ling's cold, warning gaze, Murong Yan could only regretfully use the Celestial Master's Healing Technique to erase the teeth marks. Jiang Ling also insisted that most of the marks on his body be removed.

Murong Yan was impeccably dressed, his collar concealing his Adam's apple, making him appear both ascetic and aloof, even the red mole at the corner of his eye seemed dignified.

"Ling'er, are you satisfied?"

"Hmph, turn around!" Jiang Ling sat up wrapped in the quilt. Murong Yan was dressed, but she was still naked.

Upon hearing this, Murong Yan's eyes sparkled, and he moved his fingers. "Ling'er, let me help you."

"Turn around!"

Murong Yan became obedient and turned his back.

Jiang Ling peeled back the covers and took out her clothes. As she put them on, she stretched her limbs, and her eyes couldn't help but look strange.

How come I'm not tired at all?

No soreness or pain, but rather a feeling of refreshment!

Is this the wonder of dual cultivation?

Her eyes darted around, and Jiang Ling tightened her belt. "Uh..."

"Ling'er?"

"It's nothing." Jiang Ling silently loosened her belt. She'd eaten too much; she needed to be more careful in the future!

Just as she slipped one foot into her shoe, Jiang Ling's ears twitched as she heard a commotion and crying coming from downstairs!

what happened?

Jiang Ling hurriedly put on her other shoe, not even having time to tie her hair, and rushed to push open the door to look downstairs.

"Let me go! I want to go back to the Lingshan Sect! Waaaaah—I want to go home! Waaaah!"

"Junior Sister, calm down!"

"Waaaah, Peng Peng, get out of my way!" Nangong Yuxiu cried until her eyes were swollen. Ignoring Peng Peng's attempts to pull her away, she mustered all her strength to leave.

The commotion woke everyone else up.

Gong Baiwei advised her, "Little girl, don't be impulsive! The Chu Kingdom is full of demons and ghosts. How will you get back alone? You might get eaten by them halfway!"

"Yeah! Hiccup~ What happened that you insist on going home?" The old drunkard also tried to persuade her.

Nangong Yuxiu ignored them and cried and made a scene, wanting to leave.

"Senior Brother Lin!!"

Peng Peng saw Lin Qingfeng and anxiously asked for help: "Senior Brother Lin, please persuade Junior Sister!"

Lin Qingfeng, with a stern face, strode over and grabbed Nangong Yuxiu's arm, scolding her helplessly, "Junior Sister Nangong, stop making trouble! Listen to me!"

Nangong Yuxiu turned around and glared at him, her eyes even redder, and she cried even louder.

She struggled to pull her arm away, crying and screaming, "Let go of me! I don't want you to help me! Waaah, you liar! I hate you! I despise you!!"

"How is this going?"

Jiang Ling walked downstairs, frowning as she stared at them.

Lin Qingfeng paused, then loosened his grip, allowing Nangong Yuxiu to break free. She ran to Jiang Ling, sobbing, and complained, "Sect Leader, he doesn't like me! He lied to me! He doesn't want me to leave! He's gone too far!"

Lin Qingfeng gritted his teeth, "I didn't lie to you!"

"You're lying! Everyone in the entire Xuanmen knows that you're all alone and don't have a sister at all!"

Nangong Yuxiu was heartbroken, her voice hoarse from crying. "If you don't like me, just say so! Saying you treat me like your own sister, you're lying!"

Jiang Ling immediately understood.

Nangong Yuxiu had a fit. She was in love and had confessed her feelings to Lin Qingfeng, only to be rejected.

It's fine to refuse if you don't like it, but to bring up a younger sister is really going too far! Jiang Ling immediately looked at Lin Qingfeng with disapproval.

Lin Qingfeng clenched his fist, a rare look of frustration and helplessness on his handsome and resolute face. He finally sighed and explained, "I didn't lie to you. I do have a younger sister. She... she's in another world."

As soon as these words came out, everyone was stunned.

Nangong Yuxiu stopped crying.

another world?

...Dead?

“I miss her so much that I transferred my feelings to you. All these years, I’ve always treated you like a younger sister, but I never expected you to misunderstand. I’m sorry!” Lin Qingfeng’s expression was filled with undisguised loneliness and sadness when he mentioned his sister, and he became melancholy and lost.

"Brother Qingfeng, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to bring up your sad story!"

Nangong Yuxiu rushed over anxiously, grabbed his arm, and comforted him, apologizing, "Brother Qingfeng, I don't blame you anymore! But I really like you, so please don't treat me like a little sister anymore, okay?"

"Tsk~" Jiang Ling's eyes became playful.

Another love-struck fool!

However, Jiang Ling was surprised to find that Lin Qingfeng had a younger sister, and she glanced at him twice.

"Ling'er." Murong Yan stepped forward and grasped her hand tightly, his tone tinged with a cool sourness.

Jiang Ling suddenly became alert!

Xi Mei, she, and Nangong Yuxiu all had an attack. What about the others?

Where is Murong Yan?

Jiang Ling immediately turned her head and stared intently at Murong Yan, "Don't you feel like something's wrong?"

"Yes, always."