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

it's dark.

Jiang Ling washed off the black, sticky ointment from her face, revealing her own face.

The grotesque scars have faded, taking on a pale pink hue that contrasts beautifully with her snow-white skin, making her less frightening. Her face no longer resembles a demon or monster, but possesses a strange and eerie beauty.

She examined herself in the mirror, her beautiful, lively amber eyes flashing with a cold glint.

"Mother!"

Jiang Yuyan stood on tiptoe and held up a misty purple veil with both hands.

"Thank you, little one." Jiang Ling smiled as she put on her veil, reached out and patted Jiang Yuyan's head, asking him, "Are you ready, little one?"

"Uh-huh!"

"Let's go then."

A teleportation talisman burned, and Jiang Ling and her son vanished into thin air.

Outside the imperial city.

A valley, with several passages carved out to connect to the underground palace.

Jiang Ling led Jiang Yuyan to the location indicated on the black market invitation.

Madam Luo and her son had been waiting for a while. Upon seeing them appear, Madam Luo immediately smiled and stepped forward to greet them: "Master Jiang Ling! Welcome, welcome!"

"younger brother!"

Luo Xiaogu ran up from behind Madam Luo, her face beaming with excitement as she looked at Jiang Yuyan, "Brother, you've finally arrived!"

"Hello, Brother Xiao Gu." Jiang Yuyan nodded and greeted him with a reserved and proud air.

Madam Luo asked Luo Xiaogu to take Jiang Yuyan out to play.

Jiang Yuyan turned to look at Jiang Ling. After Jiang Ling nodded, he took Luo Xiaogu's hand, and the two children skipped and hopped away.

"Master Jiang Ling, this is for you." Madam Luo instructed the maid behind her to present a black cloak and mask.

Jiang Ling put on the black cloak and looked at the blue-faced, fanged mask for a few more moments.

Madam Luo immediately smiled and explained, "The mask was enchanted by a Taoist master, and wearing it can change your voice. This is also a rule of the black market, because the distinguished guests who participate in the black market are almost all unwilling to reveal their identities. Of course, we will also swear to keep it a secret."

Jiang Ling glanced at her, said nothing, and put the mask on her face.

"Please, esteemed guest!"

Madam Luo immediately changed her form of address to conceal Jiang Ling's identity.

As she led the way, she explained, "Tonight, there are twenty distinguished guests attending the black market, including you. Black market auctions do not allow credit, but since you have done a favor for the Luo family, you can borrow ten thousand taels of gold on credit."

"Distinguished guest, you will surely be satisfied with tonight's auction! This is the Luo family's sincere offering prepared just for you!"

Mrs. Luo turned around, her smile so sincere and bright it was almost eerie.

It looks like a mannequin.

Jiang Ling's eyes were cold and piercing. She raised her hand and patted Madam Luo's shoulder, a rune flashing across her palm.

Madam Luo's eyes shifted, and her expression became confused: "Distinguished guest?"

"Keep leading the way." Jiang Ling's voice, through the mask, became hoarse and androgynous, indistinguishable from that of a man or woman.

"Ok."

Inside the underground palace, the black market auction house is a stone chamber.

The spacious, circular, and heavy wooden screen with its openwork design divides the space into twenty private rooms.

Jiang Ling walked in and glanced around the room. There were already more than ten people there. They were all wearing black cloaks and masks, making it difficult to identify them.

No one spoke; they sat quietly in their seats, watching the dancers gracefully move and the singers sing sweetly. When Jiang Ling took her seat, pairs of eyes subtly glanced at her, but remained silent, continuing to watch the performance.

Madam Luo smiled at everyone and said, "Honored guests, please wait a moment. We will begin once everyone is here."

After speaking, Madam Luo bowed and withdrew to greet the next guest.

"Da da da."

Slow, steady footsteps reached her ears; someone had sat down next to her.

Jiang Ling glanced casually, then her gaze fixed on the newlyweds next door. The newlyweds were dressed the same as her, sitting languidly. Noticing her gaze, they nodded slightly in greeting.

Jiang Ling: "..."

The loose cloak can conceal one's figure, the mask can cover the face, and it can also change one's voice.

But you can't stop her from having a cheating eye!

Under the watchful eye of the spirit, no one can hide.

There were men and women, young and old, and acquaintances present.

For example, the guy next door, we're so close!

Jiang Ling made a hand seal beneath her cloak, her tongue pressed against her lips, and transmitted her voice to him: "Murong Yan, what brings you here?"

That's right, sitting next to Jiang Ling was Murong Yan.

His gaze pierced through the mask, his deep, phoenix eyes fixed on Jiang Ling, showing no surprise that she recognized him. His eyes seemed to speak volumes, appearing as if on cue.

Jiang Ling twitched her fingertips.

A talisman, like a fish, cunning and agile, darted into Murong Yan's palm.

Hold it, and you can have a conversation with me in your heart.

Jiang Ling pursed her lips, her gaze falling on Murong Yan's legs. "You came here? Doesn't your leg hurt?"

next second.

Murong Yan's voice echoed directly in Jiang Ling's mind. His voice was deep and magnetic, slightly distorted, and had a lazy and alluring charm.

He explained, "It hurts a little, but I can bear it. I want to walk around more and recover as soon as possible!"

Jiang Ling: [...]

She truly had to admire Murong Yan's powerful and terrifying willpower.

Out of the corner of my eye, I glanced around and saw that more people were taking their seats; the room was almost full.

Jiang Ling transmitted her voice, cold and carrying a warning: "Tonight is very dangerous. You'd better leave!"

Upon hearing this, Murong Yan couldn't help but curl his thin lips into a smile, his phoenix eyes gazing at Jiang Ling with increasing warmth and joy.

He knew it; Jiang Ling cared about him!

He opened his mouth, and his voice entered Jiang Ling's mind: "I'm not afraid of danger. We'll brave any danger together!"

Jiang Ling immediately released her fingers from the hand seal and raised her hand to rub her ears.

My ears are so itchy!

My head is burning up, and I'm feeling a bit disoriented.

Jiang Ling avoided Murong Yan's gaze, inwardly thinking, "Murong Yan is a walking poison! He's so good at bewitching people and making them lose their minds."

"Distinguished guests, the black market auction tonight is about to begin!"

As Mrs. Luo walked to the center, all the guests in the private rooms looked up at her simultaneously.

Jiang Ling quickly made a hand seal and transmitted her voice, "Be careful!"

After speaking, she stared at Madam Luo, just like everyone else around her.

Only Murong Yan, who appeared to be staring at Madam Luo, actually kept his deep, unsettling gaze fixed on Jiang Ling.

Madam Luo: "Let me first introduce the items to you all. There are a total of nine items for auction tonight! The starting price is one thousand taels of gold, and each bid must be at least one hundred taels of gold."

"What?! Only nine pieces?"

A customer complained in a hoarse, distorted voice, "I came all this way, and you think your Luo family auction house is going to rip me off with just nine items? You always have twenty or more before!"

The other guests echoed their sentiments, all expressing extreme dissatisfaction.

Madam Luo remained calm and reassured him with a gentle smile, "Honorable guest, please do not be anxious. All nine items tonight are from the Xuanmen! In the past, each of them could have been auctioned off as the grand finale treasure."

"real or fake?"

"All of them are Xuanmen treasures? My goodness, this trip was definitely worthwhile!"

……

Upon hearing this, everyone immediately became excited and urged Mrs. Luo to bring it up for auction quickly!

Upon hearing this, Jiang Ling's eyes turned cold and sharp, concealing a murderous intent.

Nine Mystic Treasures?

The person behind this really went to great lengths to deal with her!

She wanted to see what could possibly threaten her.