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

"Prince Duanyang, watch your words!" Murong Yan warned coldly with his phoenix eyes.

Prince Duanyang, however, was not afraid. On the contrary, he was extremely excited and patted his chest with certainty: "There is no mistake! Jiang Ling is my daughter!"

"Prince Duanyang, you've made a mistake!"

The old marquis grew anxious, grabbed his cane and walked over, waving his hand: "Jiang Ling is my own granddaughter! How could she be your daughter? Don't you have a son yourself!"

Upon hearing this, Prince Duanyang's face fell instantly, and he sadly wiped away imaginary tears.

He choked up and sighed, "My son passed away suddenly a couple of days ago!"

The crowd was in an uproar.

The Crown Prince of Duanyang is dead?

"Mother!" Ye Xuanxuan, the eldest daughter of the Minister's mansion, excitedly grabbed the Minister's wife's hand.

The mother and daughter exchanged a glance, but said nothing.

Jiang Ling was right after all. After Ye Yuzhi died, she went to find Prince Murong Ji of Duanyang, and the whole family went to the underworld! Retribution! They deserved it!

But why did Prince Duanyang suddenly say that Jiang Ling was his daughter?

“Prince Duanyang, your son’s body is barely cold, yet you come out to claim kinship. Does Princess Duanyang know about this?” Jiang Ling asked him absurdly and coldly.

Prince Duanyang, under the guise of wiping away tears, rolled his eyes.

Then he lowered his hand and explained with tears in his eyes, "I am middle-aged and only have this one son. He suddenly fell ill and passed away. The Queen is devastated, and I am heartbroken as well! Fortunately, Heaven has taken pity on me and sent you to me."

"Jiang Ling, to tell you the truth, I have maintained contact with your mother all these years!"

"You must be my own daughter!"

The Dragon Boat Festival King's few words electrified the entire audience!

It turns out he was the one who cheated on Wang Dewen with Fang Rujun!

He actually admitted it publicly!

Has he no shame?

Prince Duanyang was calculating in his mind. What use was saving face? With his only son dead, he would be childless!

Although Jiang Ling is a money-loser, she is a Taoist priest!

the most important is!

Prince Duanyang turned his head, looking at Murong Yan with a fawning smile, and said affectionately, "Regent, I never expected Jiang Ling to be my daughter! We're now even closer relatives! What a joyous occasion!"

Murong Yan looked down at him with cold, arrogant eyes, "You're mistaken, Jiang Ling is not your daughter."

"No mistake! I took an instant liking to Jiang Ling and could not possibly have mistaken my daughter!"

The Prince of Duanyang patted his chest, smug and very confident.

When he turned around, he found that the entire Zhenbei General's family was staring at him with a ridiculous and laughable look, as if they were looking at a fool.

Jiang Ling said coldly and with disgust: "Prince Duanyang, Wang Xiuyuan is your son."

"impossible!"

The Prince of Duanyang refused to accept it. He had heard it; Wang Xiuyuan was now a fool!

How could a fool be his son!

Prince Duanyang opened his mouth, wanting to get closer to Jiang Ling, but was intimidated by her cold, sharp gaze. He felt a chill run down his spine; it was as if an invisible hand was gripping his neck, and he couldn't utter a word.

very scary!

How could Jiang Ling possess such a terrifying aura!

"King Duanyang, don't forget, I am the Celestial Master." The cold yet melodious voice was a warning in every word.

Prince Duanyang swallowed hard in fear, having no doubt that if the matter continued, Jiang Ling would teach him a lesson.

Wang Dewu walked over, his imposing and strong physique casting a shadow. "Prince Duanyang, who is your son? Go ask Fang Rujun yourself! The General of the North's Mansion does not welcome you!"

"Prince Duanyang, would you like us brothers to see you off?"

The four Wang Jingkang brothers rolled up their sleeves and waved their fists at him.

The Prince of Duanyang was so frightened that he fled in panic.

So much has happened—it's dramatic, terrifying, and thrilling! Everyone's had their fill of gossip, and no one's appetite for eating and drinking anymore. The guests all took their leave.

I'm sure the news will spread throughout the capital very soon!

Jiang Ling is undoubtedly the one who has made a name for herself!

Those who are disgraced and despised, such as the Duke of Fangguo's mansion and the Prince of Duanyang, will probably not dare to show their faces in public for a long time.

The General's Residence in Zhenbei.

After the guests left, Jiang Ling entrusted Zai Zai and the baby to her family.

"Be a good boy and go eat with your uncles. Your mother and Uncle Yan have something to say." Jiang Ling raised her hand to pat Jiang Yuyan's head, and then gently pinched the cheek of the clay doll Jiang Yuxue.

Jiang Yuyan hugged the mud doll, turned her head to look at Murong Yan, and said in a cute but cool voice, "Uncle Yan, hurry up and tell me, don't delay Mommy's meal!"

"Okay." Murong Yan nodded with a smile.

He looked at the mud doll, but Jiang Yuxue didn't react at all.

This is the good news!

Murong Yan thought to himself that his previous actions should have won him some favor with the two children.

"Murong Yan, come with me!"

Jiang Ling led Murong Yan back to her room. Now that it was just the two of them, Jiang Ling turned to him and asked directly, "Do you know that I was the one who saved you three years ago?"

"Yes, I don't remember what happened that night, but I will never forget the face of my savior!"

Murong Yan looked at her face with heartache in his eyes, "That night, you weren't disfigured yet."

Jiang Ling instinctively covered her face.

Through the veil, the scars were no longer uneven, and she was getting closer to restoring her appearance. Murong Yan knew, and Jiang Ling breathed a sigh of relief; at least she wouldn't have to hide it anymore after her appearance was restored.

"Jiang Ling, I've been looking for you. What exactly happened between us that night? Why can't I remember?"

"You really don't remember?"

Two pairs of eyes met.

Their phoenix eyes were deep and dark, while their amber eyes were bright and lively. They stared at each other for three seconds.

Both of them lied.

Murong Yan tried his best to suppress his wildly beating heart. "Hmm, I can't remember."

"Actually, it's nothing. It's just that something went wrong when I was saving you. You don't need to think about it, it's not important!" Jiang Ling lowered her head, hiding the guilt and unease in her eyes.

Then, she took off the jade bracelet.

Jiang Ling handed over the jade bracelet, her expression turning serious and solemn. "Murong Yan, is this truly your mother's keepsake?"

"Correct."

Murong Yan had long noticed that Jiang Ling's reaction to the jade bracelet was unusual.

He thought for a moment and explained, "This was given to me by my mother before she passed away. She said it could protect me, and that I would give it to her as a token of my love when I find someone I love. Jiang Ling, is there a problem?"

“I need to verify this.” Jiang Ling shook the jade bracelet. “I won’t return the bracelet to you until I figure it out.”

"Jiang Ling, I gave it to you, so it's yours now."

Murong Yan's gaze was so intense that Jiang Ling felt as if she were being burned by fire, and her face flushed red.

She didn't want to delve into Murong Yan's subtext.

Jiang Ling put the jade bracelet into her leather pouch, then asked him for a drop of blood. Murong Yan readily gave it to her without asking what she wanted it for, showing his complete trust in her.

Unbeknownst to him, after he left, Jiang Ling held the drop of blood in her mouth and licked it with her tongue.

Pure, human blood!

Jiang Ling's expression was extremely complicated. Was this jade bracelet meant for Murong Yan?

Jiang Ling was unaware that Murong Yan had secretly gone to find Zai Zai.

"Little one, Uncle Yan has something for you."

Murong Yan handed over a jade whistle, his voice gentle and coaxing: "As long as you blow it, little one, we can mobilize the Blood Eagle Guards to protect you, your mother, and your sister. In exchange, can you tell me what month you and the baby were born?"