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

"To die in the face of calamity."

Jiang Ling knew that Murong Yan was deceiving himself.

Out of gratitude for Aunt Mei, and some other complex emotions, Jiang Ling softened her voice and slowly recounted, "I don't know what Aunt Mei's tribulation was. I only know that Aunt Mei failed, her demon core shattered, her spiritual energy dissipated, and even a great immortal was powerless to save her."

Murong Yan lowered his eyes, and the bulging veins on his pale, handsome face were particularly noticeable.

He gripped Jiang Ling's hand tightly and continued to ask her in a hoarse voice, "How did you meet her?"

“When I was homeless, Aunt Mei took me in. I had no experience, so Aunt Mei helped me give birth and taught me how to take care of the baby. Aunt Mei did me a great favor. I couldn’t save her life, but I could help her find her son.”

Jiang Ling stared at Murong Yan's face, her eyes flashing. "I have performed countless divinations and predictions, but I still cannot sense the whereabouts of Aunt Mei's son."

She was puzzled and confused at the time, but now she understands.

It is because Murong Yan has a noble destiny.

Also, because she had developed a bond with Murong Yan.

Murong Yan raised his head, his phoenix eyes already red. "Doesn't she know who her son is? Where is he?"

Jiang Ling shook her head.

"Aunt Mei was seriously injured and her memory is fragmented. She only remembers that she gave birth to a son and gave him the Heavenly Fox Bracelet."

Murong Yan took a deep breath and released Jiang Ling's hand.

He closed his reddened eyes and gritted his teeth, saying, "I'll go back and investigate!"

"Murong Yan, Aunt Mei has been kind to me. If you need help, just say so!"

Can I have a hug?

"what?"

Jiang Ling stared wide-eyed in surprise. A hug?

She saw Murong Yan's reddened eyes, his vulnerability and helplessness, like a young animal trapped in a deep abyss, weeping with sorrow in its heart. Jiang Ling's heart was touched; she couldn't help but stand up and open her arms to embrace Murong Yan.

"Jiang Ling, thank you." Murong Yan reached out and hugged Jiang Ling's waist tightly.

Jiang Ling didn't say anything, but raised her hand to pat Murong Yan's head to comfort him.

Unbeknownst to Jiang Ling, Murong Yan, his face buried in her arms, opened his phoenix eyes, which held little sorrow. His gaze was angry, ruthless, and tyrannical, the redness of his eyes adding a touch of malevolence.

Suddenly, Murong Yan looked up and peered through the window, his phoenix eyes flashing with a fierce warning to the people outside.

He hugged Jiang Ling's waist even tighter.

His eyes silently said: Get out of my way! Jiang Ling is his!

outside the window.

Yun Jiao's deep, emerald eyes gazed at them with a quiet, dark intensity. When he met Murong Yan's dangerous, warning gaze, Yun Jiao's eyes instantly transformed back into their azure-gold beastly pupils, and a few azure scales appeared at the corners of his eyes and cheeks.

He opened his mouth silently: Dream on!

Murong Yan did not stay at the General of the North's residence for long.

His face was gloomy and cold as he hurriedly left, eager to investigate everything about his mother!

After he left, Yun Jiao entered the room and asked Jiang Ling, "Miss, is he really Aunt Mei's child?"

“Once Murong Yan’s investigation is complete, it will be confirmed. If he is the one, I will ensure his safety for life; this is what I owe Aunt Mei.” Jiang Ling turned around, her eyes quietly fixed on Yun Jiao’s face.

"Ah Jiao, you are the person I trust the most, don't do anything unnecessary."

Yun Jiao's pupils trembled slightly.

He subconsciously lowered his head and said yes, thus avoiding Jiang Ling's eyes and hiding the emotions in his eyes.

Jiang Ling called to him again: "Ah Jiao, now that you've left Hundred Demon Valley, help me investigate someone."

"Whom does Miss want to investigate?"

"Xuanfeng. I need to know his background and what his intentions are!"

"Alright." Yun Jiao agreed first, then said, "Miss, if I leave, there will be no one to take care of you and the young master. How about I leave a clone behind?"

"No need. Xuanfeng is no pushover, so don't be careless. I still have my little rabbit, Zhuiyue, by my side. Her injuries will heal in the next couple of days, and she can be Zaizai's playmate. Yunjiao, go ahead, but come back quickly. I'll be waiting for your good news!"

Jiang Ling's trusting and kind gaze made Yun Jiao swallow any more words he wanted to say.

He doesn't want to leave!

He knew that once he left, the bond between Jiang Ling and Murong Yan would only deepen. The red thread of fate would bind them together firmly, and no one could interfere!

Yun Jiao felt a pang of sadness in his heart. He couldn't refuse Jiang Ling. "Alright, Miss, I'm leaving."

"Be careful on the road! Go on your way!"

After Yun Jiao left, the room became quiet and deserted.

Jiang Ling sighed and pinched the bridge of her nose. She was truly bad at handling matters of the heart; she'd rather fight the Ghost King again!

Caught off guard by the prophetic crystal Murong Yan had given her, Jiang Ling examined it closely. She could sense the powerful yet fragile energy within the crystal. This was the final prophecy she could make.

Jiang Ling closed the box and put it into her leather pouch.

She had a feeling that this thing would be very useful in the future!

Early the next morning.

"Boom boom boom!"

Outside the Imperial Guard's office, someone was beating a drum to appeal for justice.

Upon receiving the news, Qin Zhaori quickly changed into his official robes and put on his official hat. He composed himself, then sat down at the table with a solemn expression and called out, "Who is there? What grievance do you have? Speak the truth!"

"Your Honor, my son died a terrible death! I beg you to bring justice for my son!"

The woman, dressed in fine clothes but with a gaunt face and disheveled hair, cried out in a heart-wrenching manner. Her cries were filled with anguish and evoked pity.

Qin Zhaori looked at the stretcher next to the woman, with a white cloth covering the corpse.

He immediately got down, rolled up his sleeve, and lifted the white cloth. "Ah! A ghost!"

Qin Zhaori was so frightened that he jumped high on the spot.

The imperial guards around them were also terrified and retreated.

The crowd gathered at the government office gate was extremely curious, craning their necks to get a clear look at the corpse. Those who were closer, upon seeing the body, screamed in terror. "A ghost!"

"My God, the deaths were so horrific!"

"It's so tragic, they've even lost their human form."

On the stretcher, the twisted corpse was barely recognizable as a man. His head was smashed, his eyes, nose, and mouth were all dented, broken bones and flesh were mixed together, and his brains were exposed.

The body, too, had all its bones broken and was twisted out of shape.

This is a way of dying that no human could possibly do.

The people outside the government office were already gossiping: "It must have been done by a ghost, right? Only a ghost's revenge could be this terrifying!"

"It could also be a monster!"

"Whose house is this? The death was so gruesome!"

Qin Zhaori patted his chest and swallowed hard. He suppressed his fear, coughed twice, and asked, "Who is the deceased? State your name! And who are you suing?"

"My son, Wang Xiuyuan. I'm going to sue Jiang Ling! It was her, it must have been her who used evil magic and witchcraft to kill my son!"

The woman's expression was one of madness and despair as she screamed at the top of her lungs, "Jiang Ling killed my son! I will make her pay for my son's life!!"

Qin Zhaori stared in disbelief: "Huh?"

Upon hearing this, someone recognized Fang Rujun and exclaimed in shock, "Isn't this the former Lady of the Marquis of Zhongyi! She's going to sue Jiang Ling? Jiang Ling killed her own brother?"

The crowd erupted in excitement; it was a huge sensation!

"Your Excellency the Prefect!"

Fang Rujun rushed forward and grabbed Qin Zhaori's trouser leg, wailing, "You are a just and upright official! You must cut off Jiang Ling's head and give my son justice!!"