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

The man in the wheelchair had a handsome face, a straight nose, and a small, alluring red mole at the corner of his right eye. He was a devilishly handsome man, but his demeanor was cold and dignified. His long, narrow phoenix eyes seemed to be sculpted from ice and snow, sending chills down one's spine and making one's soul tremble.

Jiang Ling had seen those eyes burning with desire.

Jiang Ling recalled that night, during which they made love, and she was almost killed.

hiss!

What a terrifying man!

That's insane physical strength!

Jiang Ling avoided Murong Yan's eyes, her gaze fixed on his legs. She owed him a debt of karma, but had never dared to approach him. Firstly, her legs went weak at the sight of him. Secondly, that passionate night had left her pregnant, and she had given birth to twins, a boy and a girl.

The eldest son, Jiang Yuyan, was nicknamed Zaizai.

The youngest daughter, Jiang Yuxue, is nicknamed Baobao.

Her children are Jiang Ling's most precious treasures in this world! They are her life!

Jiang Ling was grateful to the man for providing her sperm, but she had no desire to rekindle their relationship. She couldn't afford such a dangerous man—a man shrouded in malevolent energy, burdened by bloodshed, riddled with problems, and possessing insatiable lust!

cough!

Jiang Ling touched the face mask; even through the rough fabric, she could feel the uneven texture of her skin. Her eyes flickered. That night, she had used a talisman; the man definitely wouldn't recognize her!

"Regent, please come in." Wang Xiuyuan stepped aside with awe and fear.

The Regent once annihilated a barbarian army of 100,000 and pacified the northern frontier, earning him the reputation of a god of war!

Later, he was poisoned and crippled. He became cunning, ruthless, and wielded immense power! No one was afraid of him!

Murong Yan's gaze swept over Jiang Ling and her son, his phoenix eyes revealing no emotion. His voice was as cold as frost: "Nan Zhu."

"Yes." Guard Nan Zhu withdrew his curious and gossipy eyes, nodded, and pushed the wheelchair inside. Knowing that the Regent was coming, all the steps of the Marquis of Zhongyi's residence had been paved with sloping wooden planks.

After Murong Yan had gone far away.

"Come in!" Wang Xiuyuan turned and glared at Jiang Ling, his handsome face quite grim. He warned and threatened, "If you're a liar, you and your son will be beaten to death with sticks, and your bodies will be fed to wild dogs!"

"Snapped!"

Wang Xiuyuan's face tilted as he was slapped by an unseen hand.

He frantically and angrily searched for someone, shouting, "Who? Who dares to hit me, young master!"

"You bad guy!" Jiang Yuyan spread his arms to protect Jiang Ling, staring angrily and coldly at Wang Xiuyuan, and cast a silencing spell: "You're forbidden to speak!"

A moment!

Wang Xiuyuan found that his lips seemed to be sewn shut. He couldn't open his mouth or speak, so he immediately covered his mouth, cold sweat pouring down his face in terror, his eyes fixed on Jiang Yuyan.

How did he do it?

Is he a little monster?

"Dare to look at the kid like that? Believe me or not, I'll gouge your eyes out!" Jiang Ling made a gesture of gouging out eyes, scaring Wang Xiuyuan so much that he ran into the door in a panic.

Jiang Ling curled her lips in disgust. She didn't recognize such a cowardly older brother; he was a bully who preyed on the weak.

"Thank you for protecting Mommy, baby. You're the best!" Jiang Ling felt a surge of tenderness and kissed Jiang Yuyan's cheek again.

Jiang Yuyan puffed out his chest, head held high, cheeks flushed, and said coolly, "I'm a real man! If anyone bullies Mommy, I'll beat them up!"

"Hahaha." Jiang Ling was in a great mood. "Baby, let's go inside."

Jiang Ling, holding Jiang Yuyan's small hand, walked through the gates of the Marquis of Zhongyi's mansion. The temperature plummeted instantly, and Jiang Ling's eyes lit up. This ghost is really fierce! She has to pay more!

main hall.

Crown Prince Murong Jingming gazed at her tenderly, "Sister Wanyue, once your royal uncle arrives, let's get engaged!"

Wang Wanyue lowered her head, fiddling with her handkerchief, and nodded shyly, "Mmm."

"Hahaha, my daughter and His Highness the Crown Prince are childhood sweethearts. If it weren't for the Imperial Advisor's prophecy that His Highness the Crown Prince would only be able to marry this year, my daughter would probably have married His Highness long ago and even had a child!" Wang Dewen, the master of the Marquis of Zhongyi's mansion, stroked his beard and laughed heartily.

The Marquis's wife, Fang Rujun, also smiled, "This humble woman and Her Majesty the Empress were betrothed when we were children. Now, His Highness the Crown Prince and Yue'er are finally about to get married."

"Wait a minute!"

Murong Yan appeared at the door in a wheelchair, his words causing a huge uproar: "I'm afraid this marriage is not going to stand!"

"Royal Uncle!" Murong Jingming abruptly stood up, both surprised and awestruck, his eyes filled with deep jealousy and hatred. He suppressed his anger and said, "I respect you, Royal Uncle, and I have invited you to witness this important event—my engagement with Sister Wanyue! I have not asked you to come and obstruct it!"

"Your Highness has misunderstood the Prince!"

The guard, Nan Zhu, stared excitedly at the people inside the room and grinned, saying, "Wang Wanyue is not the second young lady of the Marquis of Zhongyi's mansion! She's an imposter; the real young lady is someone else!"

What?

Everyone in the room was stunned.

"Hello everyone!" Jiang Ling made a dazzling entrance, hand in hand with Jiang Yuyan.

Wang Dewen stared in astonishment at the veiled girl, not recognizing her but feeling a strange sense of familiarity. He asked, "And who are you?"

"I am your biological daughter!"