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

late at night.

The Emperor of Yan roared in fury and disbelief, "You are a demon!"

"Yes." Hu Mei knelt before the palace, her exquisite face utterly serene. She looked directly into the emperor's eyes. "I am a demon, but I have cultivated diligently for a thousand years and have never harmed a human!"

"Shut up! You vixen, you still want to bewitch His Majesty?"

Consort Zhao glared at her with fury and resentment, "Imperial Preceptor, what are you standing there for? Kill this vixen now! And her bastard child, that's a monster! It can't be allowed to live!"

Hu Mei's expression changed when Murong Yan was mentioned.

She looked at the emperor in panic and pleaded, "Your Majesty! Yan'er is human! Not a demon! He has no demon blood in him, he is your own son!"

The Imperial Advisor testified: "Your Majesty, the Ninth Prince is indeed human, not a demon."

Consort Zhao screamed in rebuttal, "How could something born of a demon be human!" She continued to shout, demanding that His Majesty kill the demon, otherwise what would the world think of the imperial family? The court officials and noble families would not allow a demon to rule!

"Father!"

Crown Prince Murong Ze rushed into the palace in a panic, shouting, "All the civil and military officials have entered the palace! What should we do, Father?"

The emperor remained silent for a long time, then looked at Hu Mei coldly and ordered, "Give me poisoned wine!"

Consort Zhao cried out in dissatisfaction, "She's a monster! Poisoned wine certainly won't kill her!"

Upon hearing this, Hu Mei personally dug out her demon core.

The thousand-year-old fox demon, with its full and pure demon core, radiated a soft and beautiful glow that captivated everyone's eyes.

Hu Mei smiled seductively and knelt before the emperor, pleading, "I am willing to die in exchange for Yan'er's life! I beg Your Majesty, please spare his life, for Yan'er carries your blood!"

The emperor was dazzled by her smile and nodded in agreement.

"Crack!"

Hu Mei crushed her own demon core with her own hands, then drank the poisoned wine in one gulp.

The deadly poison, which kills instantly upon contact with blood, took effect quickly. Hu Mei collapsed, her pupils dilated, and she stopped breathing. The Imperial Advisor personally determined that Hu Mei was dead, saying that her fox demon form easily attracted demons and ghosts to fight over her, and it would be best to burn her to ensure peace.

The emperor agreed.

A fire was lit in the palace, and the flames engulfed Hu Mei's body. All the eunuchs and maids in her palace were slaughtered to silence them.

In the firelight, Consort Zhao's smile was ferocious and arrogant.

Crown Prince Murong Ze narrowed his eyes and watched quietly.

"Crack!"

Murong Yan slammed his palm down, shattering the table into pieces, and the teacups and saucers on it also crashed to the ground and broke into pieces.

A shard flew up and cut Murong Yan's face, leaving a bloody mark.

Jiang Ling immediately went over, pressed down on Murong Yan's shoulder, and soothed him gently, "Calm down!"

"It's not over yet, there's more..." Ye Tianxing shrank his neck and reminded him with a mournful face.

In the white light, the scene changed again.

Jiang Ling stood beside Murong Yan, and together they looked up into the room...

The Imperial Advisor secretly left the palace and handed the dying Celestial Fox to an old man. The old man stroked the Celestial Fox's head, sighed, and shook his head: "For thousands of years, she was the most promising demon to become an immortal. I never expected that she would fail as well."

"Old turtle, can you save her?"

"Take it back and raise it; it might live for a few more years."

It turns out the Imperial Advisor had cleverly deceived everyone and saved Aunt Mei!

Old Turtle, that is, Grandpa Turtle.

Jiang Ling's eyes flickered. Aunt Mei had carefully recuperated in the Hundred Demon Valley and lived for another ten years or so. But in the end, she still passed away.

and after?

How was Murong Yan's destiny stolen and divided up?

Jiang Ling had a gut feeling that the Imperial Preceptor's memory bead could give her the answer!

The year after Hu Mei's death, the emperor regretted his actions. Belated affection is worthless; unable to win back his beloved concubine, he turned his anger on Consort Zhao. In a fit of rage, the emperor secretly hanged Consort Zhao and ordered the imperial advisor to set up a soul-locking formation, ensuring that Consort Zhao would be unable to reincarnate and her soul would be scattered to the winds!

He also wanted to bring Murong Yan out of the cold palace.

This move provoked Crown Prince Murong Ze.

Murong Ze sought out the Imperial Advisor late at night for a negotiation: "I want my ninth brother's imperial destiny!"

The Imperial Advisor shook his head. "Crown Prince, taking someone's life will surely incur divine retribution!"

"Absurd! I am the Crown Prince of Yan, the rightful heir apparent! Murong Yan is nothing but the son of a fox demon, how dare he presume to be worthy? Imperial Preceptor, look who this is!"

Murong Ze raised his hand and waved, and the guards dragged Ye Tianxing in.

Ye Tianxing was just a young child. He was dragged from his bed in the middle of the night, and a knife blade was used to cut a bloody gash across his neck. Ye Tianxing was in pain and terrified, crying loudly, "Waaah! Master, save me! Master, save Xiaoxing!"

The Imperial Advisor closed his eyes and sighed deeply: "Good."

Murong Ze couldn't wait to rush into the Cold Palace.

Murong Yan was curled up on the old bedding, dressed in thin, tattered clothes. His face was sallow and thin, making him look less like a prince and more like a beggar on the street. He was awakened by the noise, and just as he got up, the Imperial Advisor knocked him unconscious.

Under Murong Ze's repeated urging, the Imperial Advisor set up the formation to steal the life force.

Murong Ze's face contorted with excitement as he personally dragged the unconscious Murong Yan into the formation. "Grand Preceptor, what are you waiting for! Once I ascend the throne, you will still be the Grand Preceptor, enjoying endless riches and glory!"

The Imperial Advisor gave Murong Ze a deep look, then formed a hand seal, stealing Murong Yan's imperial destiny.

It was divided into three.

Seventy percent was given to Murong Ze, onety percent remained with Murong Yan, and the remaining twenty percent was secretly hidden by him.

Murong Ze was not a member of the Xuanmen sect and could not understand the Grand Preceptor's subtle actions. He thought that the destiny of an emperor lay entirely with him!

With his arms outstretched, Murong Ze's expression was one of satiated fervor. He then drew his sword, intending to kill Murong Yan, but was stopped by the Imperial Advisor. The Imperial Advisor advised, "If he dies, the stolen destiny will dissipate and return to the heavens and earth. The Ninth Prince must live!"

"Fine. He's no good anyway, I'll keep him around like a dog." Murong Ze kicked Murong Yan and turned to leave arrogantly.

The Imperial Advisor stayed behind, erased Murong Yan's memory, and carried him back to bed.

In the palm of his hand lies two-tenths of Murong Yan's destiny.

"Child, don't blame me. I hope these two aspects of destiny can save your mother." The Imperial Advisor sighed deeply. When he turned and left the Cold Palace, his hair had turned from black to white, his strong body had gradually become bent, and he looked twenty years older.

The Imperial Advisor handed over these two portions of fate to the old tortoise, entrusting him with the task of prolonging Hu Mei's life.

The memory ends here.

Jiang Ling stroked her chin, lost in thought.

Murong Yan clenched his fists, his eyes bloodshot as he stared intently at the memory bead in Ye Tianxing's hand.

Ye Tianxing knelt and shuffled over, carefully presenting the memory bead with both hands. "Your Highness, rest assured, only we know about the memory bead. I swear I will never tell anyone!"

"My master did it to save me..."

After learning the truth, Ye Tianxing felt both guilty and afraid. The Regent would skin him alive if he found out!

Murong Yan took the memory bead, not even glancing at Ye Tianxing, his voice icy cold: "Get out!"

Ye Tianxing trembled, glanced cautiously at Murong Yan, and then looked at Jiang Ling with questioning eyes.

Jiang Ling waved to him, "Let's go!"

Ye Tianxing quickly got up and ran away in the blink of an eye.

"Murong Yan," Jiang Ling turned to comfort him, "there's still good news. Your 20% destiny is in Grandpa Turtle's hands. I'll contact Grandpa Turtle right now and get it back!"