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

"What?" The old Marquis was too shocked. He stood up too abruptly, his head spun, and he was about to fall down.

Jiang Ling immediately reached out to support the old Marquis, then placed a cushion behind him for support.

"Grandpa, don't move!"

Jiang Yuyan stood by the bed, her little face stern and cool, and scolded him in a childish voice: "It was very hard for Mommy to save you!"

Seeing such an adorable baby, the old marquis felt a surge of joy and affection, but was also puzzled and asked, "Baby, who are you calling 'mother'?"

“This is my mother!” Jiang Yuyan proudly grabbed Jiang Ling’s hand.

Jiang Ling smiled and patted his head, introducing him with a doting and proud expression: "Old Marquis, this is my son, Jiang Yuyan."

The old Marquis's life has been full of ups and downs, but none of them have been as exciting as today!

I almost died!

He was rescued and learned that his savior was actually his own granddaughter!

He also has a lovely and well-behaved great-grandson!

The old marquis was so excited he couldn't speak, only beaming with joy as he nodded repeatedly, saying, "Good, good, good!"

Upon seeing this, Wang Wanyue became anxious!

She is the second young lady of the Marquis of Zhongyi's mansion, and the betrothal is hers. Only she can marry the Crown Prince! She absolutely cannot let this ugly hag steal her away!

"Grandfather!" Wang Wanyue was unable to move, her face contorted with tears, and she cried out in grievance, "Yue'er is your granddaughter! Don't you want Yue'er anymore?"

"Ah! You are all my granddaughters, there's no conflict! Eldest son, when did you have a granddaughter outside? Why didn't you tell me sooner!" The old Marquis had just escaped death and was unaware of what had happened in the front yard.

But as soon as he said it, he noticed that everyone in the room had a strange expression on their face.

The old marquis immediately frowned, "What's going on?"

"Father, she's not your granddaughter!" Fang Rujun exclaimed, her expression a mixture of shock and fear. She glared at Jiang Ling with hatred and shouted, "The Marquis of Zhongyi's mansion wasn't disfigured, and she gave birth to a bastard outside! And she's an ugly freak who even knows sorcery!"

“This isn’t sorcery.” Jiang Ling snapped her fingers, and they were instantly able to move.

Before they could even rejoice, the next second, Jiang Ling pointed her fingers together and wrote a freezing spell, "Freeze!"

They were instantly immobilized again, their every move manipulated and controlled by Jiang Ling without lifting a finger!

Such methods shocked everyone.

Jiang Ling curled her red lips into a smile, revealing a gruesome scar on her left cheek. But her eyes were so beautiful, sparkling like stars, that they overshadowed her ugly face.

Jiang Ling introduced herself with a smile: "I am a Taoist master, skilled in exorcising ghosts and demons, fortune telling, feng shui and divination! I also know a little about medicine! The old Marquis just vomited blood and was on the verge of death because your Marquis of Loyalty and Righteousness's mansion was haunted by a vengeful ghost."

Fang Rujun's expression changed, and the fear and terror in her eyes deepened.

Jiang Ling looked at her coldly, "Tonight, a vengeful ghost is seeking revenge. If it's not stopped, no one in the Marquis of Zhongyi's mansion will see the sun rise tomorrow! Ten thousand taels of silver, and I'll catch the ghost and resolve this matter!"

"Ten thousand taels? Are you crazy!" Wang Dewen's eyes nearly popped out of their sockets.

Jiang Ling: "I haven't finished yet, it's ten thousand taels of gold!"

Since even her own parents are protecting the fake girl, there's no room for a discount based on family ties.

"Nonsense! What kind of Taoist master? I think you're just a charlatan who comes here to swindle money! Father, don't be fooled by this ugly woman! She's full of lies, don't believe a single word she says!" Fang Rujun's face, adorned with luxurious makeup, was contorted. If she could move, she would have pounced on Jiang Ling and torn her mouth apart.

Wang Wanyue quickly chimed in, "Grandfather, they are both liars! Please don't believe their lies!"

"Shut up! I'm sick, not brainless!"

After reprimanding them, the old lord turned to Wang Dewen and said, "Boss, you tell me! If you dare to lie about even one word, I'll break your legs!"

The title of Marquis of Zhongyi was earned by the old Marquis. He governed his household with military discipline, and Wang Dewen had been terrified of him since childhood. Hearing this, he trembled and dared not hide anything, recounting everything that had happened in the front yard.

Upon hearing this, the old Marquis was so angry that he puffed out his beard and glared, "You worthless scoundrel!"

He was so angry he wanted to teach his unfilial son a lesson, but he could only move his upper body. The blanket slipped off, revealing his withered and deformed lower body, and his thin, stick-like legs.

Jiang Ling noticed this, and a glint flashed in her eyes. She immediately frowned.

These legs...

"Father, please calm down! You're not well, please take care of yourself! Your son knows he was wrong!"

"You unfilial son!" The old Marquis wanted to hit him but couldn't, so he could only angrily pound the bed. Turning to look at Jiang Ling, his expression changed instantly, his old face plastered with a guilty and warm smile: "Girl, what's your name?"

"Jiang Ling."

"Good! Good name! From now on, Ling'er is the second young lady of my Loyal Marquis's Mansion! As for Ling'er being switched at birth..." The old Marquis was furious again, glaring angrily at Wang Dewen, "You unfilial son, immediately send someone to arrest the midwife! Give my granddaughter justice!"

"Yes, yes, yes." Wang Dewen nodded repeatedly, then looked at Jiang Ling hesitantly.

Jiang Ling waved her sleeve, and Wang Dewen was able to move again. He immediately wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and gave the order to capture the midwife at once.

Wang Wanyue cried her heart out and interrupted, "Grandfather, she's the second young lady, but what about me?"

"Although you are not my biological daughter, I have raised you for so many years. From now on, you will be the third young lady of the Marquis of Zhongyi's mansion. Alright, I'm tired. You may all leave! Ling'er and my dear great-grandson, stay here with me. We can catch up!"

When the old marquis gives his orders, they dare not disobey.

But deep down, Wang Wanyue was filled with jealousy and hatred. She would never let this ugly woman steal her wealth and status, or the position of Crown Princess!

Fang Rujun was filled with both hatred and fear. What vengeful ghosts claiming lives? It was all just alarmist talk! Master Xuanfeng said that only in this way could...

That ugly freak is a jinx, a liar, and knows nothing!

"Ling'er, they've all left. Please sit down!" The old Marquis was eager to chat with Jiang Ling.

But Jiang Ling's eyes were fixed outside, as if she had something to do. She hurriedly said, "Baby, you stay here and talk to Grandpa. Mommy will be back soon!"

After Jiang Ling finished speaking, she disappeared in a flash.

Jiang Yuyan blinked, then turned her head, her cool and arrogant face showing a somewhat unfamiliar and reserved expression as she looked at the old Marquis.

The old lord smiled nervously, carefully coaxing the child: "My dear child, how old are you? Do you like candy? Great-grandfather will ask someone to get you some candy, okay?"

Jiang Yuyan held up two fingers, "I'm two years old."

the other side.

Ignoring the resentful female ghost in the lake, Jiang Ling chased after her to the circular archway, calling out, "Regent, wait!"

The wheelchair stopped.

Murong Yan pressed one hand against the alluring red mole at the corner of his eye, his phoenix eyes coldly fixed on Jiang Ling: "What is it?"

"Thank you for your help, Regent! This talisman can ward off evil spirits and allow you to sleep well." Jiang Ling handed over a talisman folded into a triangle. Her hands were small, with slender, jade-like fingers and pink knuckles.

Murong Yan's lips curled slightly; the fish had taken the bait.

He reached out and took the talisman, but said, "I didn't help you for nothing. I have a question, and I would like to ask the Second Miss to answer it."

Jiang Ling instantly had a bad feeling. Her eyes flashed, but she calmly asked, "Your Highness, please ask."

Murong Yan's gaze swept over her disfigured and grotesque face, lingering on her features. Two years and ten months, haunted by longing, consumed by lovesickness!

He opened his mouth and asked, "Do you have a sister who looks like you?"