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

Late at night.

Everyone in the General of the North's Mansion went to sleep.

Jiang Ling washed off the thick layer of ointment from her face and examined herself in the mirror. The scars had faded a bit and didn't look as gruesome anymore. The uneven areas were itchy because new flesh had grown; her face was gradually recovering.

Her gaze shifted downwards, landing on the drawing paper on the vanity table.

Jiang Ling pursed her lips slightly, turned around to fetch a veil and put it on. Then, with a teleportation talisman, she arrived at the Regent's study.

"Second miss!"

Murong Yan was in his study when he noticed a flash of light in the room. Jiang Ling appeared out of thin air in front of him. Murong Yan was both surprised and delighted, and called out to her in a magnetic and pleasant voice.

Jiang Ling looked at him with a deep gaze, "I am no longer the second young lady of the Marquis of Zhongyi's mansion. From now on, the Regent may call me by my name."

"it is good."

Murong Yan did not ask her what had happened.

He readily agreed, his voice carrying a faint smile, "Jiang Ling, you don't need to call me Regent, just call me by my name."

Jiang Ling nodded.

Murong Yan felt that their relationship had grown closer!

The ice in his phoenix eyes melted, replaced by a touch of tenderness. Then Murong Yan asked, "You came to see me so late at night because you wanted a list of people that Master Xuanfeng had been in contact with? I'm sorry, Master Xuanfeng has been in contact with too many people in the capital. We've only found a part of it so far."

Murong Yan gestured to the thick stack of books on the desk, all of which were related to Daoist Xuanfeng.

Jiang Ling glanced at him casually, then walked over and met Murong Yan's gaze across the desk. Her voice was cold and ethereal, "I didn't come here for this. Murong Yan, do you know that your destiny has been stolen and divided?"

Murong Yan's handsome face instantly turned cold, his aura became domineering and dangerous, and the temperature plummeted, making people shiver.

But in the blink of an eye!

Murong Yan suppressed all his emotions and looked at Jiang Ling with a calm and composed expression. "Jiang Ling, please sit down."

They moved to a spot by the window.

Murong Yan sat in his wheelchair, poured Jiang Ling a cup of warm water, and said in a low voice, "The Imperial Advisor once said that I was born with many misfortunes and was surrounded by evil spirits, all because my fate was flawed."

"The Imperial Advisor was powerless to save me, and with the threat of the barbarian curse, I am destined not to live past twenty-five."

He is now twenty-four and a half years old.

He had less than six months left to live.

Murong Yan was neither desperate nor afraid; his only regret was not finding his savior. Fortunately, fate took pity on him and brought the person to him.

Murong Yan gazed quietly at Jiang Ling's features with his phoenix eyes.

He calmly asked, "Jiang Ling, why did you suddenly bring this up?"

"You are destined to be an emperor, with auspicious purple aura surrounding you. Ordinary people cannot bear your destiny, and those who can steal and possess it will be either rich or noble! I happen to know someone who has a fragment of your destiny within him."

Jiang Ling leaned forward slightly, her thin veil fluttering, her beautiful eyes fixed on Murong Yan as she asked, "Do you want to take it back?"

"With this extra piece of destiny, plus my solution to the barbarian curse, you should be able to live to at least thirty years old."

Murong Yan's breathing quickened involuntarily, his phoenix eyes burning with both fervor and ruthlessness. "Who?"

“Your Highness! I read his face and told his fortune. He is a fake dragon! With his original destiny, he would only ever be a leisurely prince. He has no right to be the crown prince. Later, I divined for you and confirmed that the destiny he stole is yours.”

Jiang Ling moved a little closer, her voice soft and seductive: "Murong Yan, if your destiny is more complete, you will suffer less pain and torment when you break the curse."

“The Crown Prince is a thief! You are plagued by evil spirits and suffer many misfortunes; he is to blame! You don’t need to worry about family ties.”

Murong Yan's eyes flickered.

Looking at the distance between them, he suddenly felt that the table was in his way and blocking his view!

Jiang Ling cares about him!

Murong Yan's anger dissipated completely.

A slight smile played at the corners of his lips as he looked at Jiang Ling with gentle, deep eyes. "Alright, I'll listen to you. How do we get it back? Is it troublesome? Is it dangerous?"

"No trouble at all!" Jiang Ling sat back down immediately after hearing his agreement, her mood brightening with joy.

She picked up her water glass, took a sip, and urged with a pleased smile, "Just call the Crown Prince over! There's no time like the present, how about today?"

Murong Yan couldn't help but laugh.

He smiled, then pointed to the sky with a somewhat helpless expression, "It's late at night, and there's a curfew in the palace."

Jiang Ling pouted, "Fine!"

"Let's set a time. I'll go and call the Crown Prince over after dawn," Murong Yan said, going along with her suggestion.

Jiang Ling thought for a moment and set the time for after breakfast.

Murong Yan immediately urged her to stay, suggesting she remain at his residence and have breakfast together in the morning. This would save Jiang Ling the trouble of traveling back and forth between the General of the North's residence and the Regent's residence.

Jiang Ling shook her head and decisively refused him, "No, Zai Zai and Grandpa don't know I went out. Zai Zai will be worried and anxious if he doesn't see me when he wakes up in the morning."

"Jiang Ling, I've known you for so long, but I've never met the father of your child. Won't he help you raise the child?"

Murong Yan's eyes darkened, and he felt irritated and angry. "It's so hard for you to raise a child alone! He's not by your side, it's so irresponsible of him!"

Jiang Ling: "..."

You're the father of my child, you just don't know it.

Murong Yan grew increasingly agitated, a bitter resentment bubbling within him with nowhere to vent. He clenched his fists and continued his accusations: "Jiang Ling, there are plenty of men in the world. If he's not good enough, just find another one! You deserve the best!"

"No need," Jiang Ling politely declined. "I don't need one. Men will only hold me back."

This time, it was Murong Yan's turn to remain silent.

Jiang Ling realized they had crossed the line, so she coughed lightly, immediately stood up, and said goodbye, "I'll head back now. Come again tomorrow morning!"

"Jiang Ling!"

Murong Yan couldn't help but try to persuade her to stay, but he didn't know what to say. "...Take care on your journey."

Jiang Ling couldn't help but laugh, and in front of Murong Yan, she took out a teleportation talisman and left.

Murong Yan stared at the spot where she disappeared for a long time, and then couldn't help but clench his fist and punch his leg hard!

Right now, he's really just holding Jiang Ling back.

He wants to reclaim all his destinies!

Murong Jingming possesses fragments of his destiny; what about the other members of the royal family?

Murong Yan's phoenix eyes were cold and imposing. He tapped the table with his finger and called out, "Bei Yan!"

Bei Yan pushed open the door and entered, "Your Highness."

"Investigate everyone in the royal family! Start from twenty-five years ago, see if anyone has changed drastically! Also, send more people to investigate Master Xuanfeng." After giving the orders, Murong Yan waved for Bei Yan to leave.

Then, he ordered Nanzhu to wait at the palace gate. As soon as the gate opened, she was to immediately go find the Crown Prince!

Nan Zhu looked at the night sky in a daze. Was he going to have to stay up all night at the palace gate?

What's the matter? Why is it so urgent?

"Your Highness, what if His Highness the Crown Prince refuses to come?"

"Tie him up, bring him here even if you have to!"

Sensing the murderous intent in Murong Yan's words, Nan Zhu immediately tensed up. "Yes, sir!"

As soon as it was light, the palace gates opened.

Murong Jingming was still dreaming when Nan Zhu burst in and woke him up: "Your Highness, the Regent requests your presence!"

Murong Jingming, who hadn't even put on his dentures yet, was woken up and flew into a rage, yelling, "You bastard Zhang Dongxi, I've seen you!"

Nan Zhu suppressed a laugh, "Your Highness, what did you say? I don't understand!"