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

Qin Zhaori took a deep breath, and after mentally preparing himself, he took the talisman that Jiang Ling had given him off his neck.

The ability to see ghosts has been activated!

Qin Zhaori saw nothing, and he immediately breathed a sigh of relief, quickly putting the talisman back on. "They didn't turn into ghosts!"

"...I'll go back and find two books for you to read, so you don't waste your ability to see ghosts."

Jiang Ling stared at the two corpses, her tone utterly certain: "They've both become water ghosts! But it's strange, their souls, which just died, have neither resentment nor yin energy, so how could they become water ghosts?"

Qin Zhaori and Wang Jingan were both taken aback.

Qin Zhaori couldn't help but remove the talisman and stare intently at the corpse, but still found nothing.

Wang Jing'an anxiously pressed Jiang Ling, "Ling'er, you're a celestial master, can't you summon their spirits and ask them? What if they know where our elder brother is!"

Jiang Ling's eyes were icy as she turned and said, "Go check where the body was found!"

Qin Zhaori: "I'll lead the way!"

Once again, Jiang Ling arrived at the Qingshui River. This inner city river of the imperial capital was crystal clear and teeming with fish and shrimp. Standing by the river, Jiang Ling scanned the waterway with her spiritual eyes, but found no trace of filth or evil spirits.

She couldn't help but wonder, "Was the body really found here?"

"Correct!"

Qin Zhaori nodded repeatedly, "It was discovered by a woman who came to the river to wash clothes early this morning. She reported it to the authorities immediately! I had people investigate this morning. These two are notorious hooligans who like to drink and harass respectable women. They've been arrested and imprisoned before, but they haven't changed their ways since they were released."

“Yesterday, some commoners saw them harassing a woman outside the tavern. Wang Jingkang was passing by and taught them a lesson.”

Wang Jing'an clenched his fist. "Such a despicable villain, Brother did well! But where is Brother?"

Qin Zhaori was filled with remorse. "It's all my fault. The tavern owner said he left on his own, so I didn't ask any further questions. I should have sent someone to the General of the North's residence to inform him!"

Jiang Ling didn't say anything.

She consulted the oracle again and found that Wang Jingkang was still safe, but she still could not find his whereabouts.

Jiang Ling had given Wang Jingkang a piece of the Bone Woman's finger bone, as well as her amulet. But neither of them could be sensed!

There are many reasons why this could happen!

For example, perhaps he accidentally entered a ghost realm, or perhaps he was concealed by magic from fellow practitioners of the Xuanmen sect. The latter is unlikely, but what about the former?

Jiang Ling's eyes were icy as she asked, "Who was the woman that Big Brother saved?"

Qin Zhaori shook his head, "I can't find it. I asked many neighbors, but they all said they didn't know it."

A woman no one knew.

Two corpses turned into water ghosts, but their souls could not be found anywhere.

And the eldest brother is missing!

Many guesses flashed through Jiang Ling's mind. Finally, she focused her gaze and looked at the end of the Qingshui River. "Where does this river lead?"

Wang Jing'an replied, "The Qingshui River is water diverted from the Fengjiang River outside the imperial city."

Jiang Ling immediately said, "Let's go out of the city and take a look!"

……

The General's Residence in Zhenbei.

Seeing his elders in a state of panic, Jiang Yuyan secretly ran out the door and blew the Blood Eagle whistle. "I need to find Uncle Yan!"

"As ordered."

The Blood Eagle Guards carried Jiang Yuyan away.

Murong Yan was unaware of what had happened. He had just woken up, washed and changed, and was stretching his limbs in the courtyard.

He slept for three days and three nights straight, looking radiant and full of energy!

Most importantly, after performing a set of boxing techniques and using his lightness skill to leap across walls and rooftops, Murong Yan discovered that his legs were strong and powerful, and he had regained his former health. Murong Yan was overjoyed; he was completely healed!

It must be the effect of those 20% of one's destiny!

He owed Jiang Ling more and more.

If he can't pay it back, then he'll spend his whole life paying it back slowly. Thinking of his future with Jiang Ling, Murong Yan couldn't help but smile, his phoenix eyes filled with a gentle warmth.

Bei Yan: "Congratulations, Your Highness!"

"Your Highness, that's wonderful! You've finally recovered!" Nan Zhu, whose backside had just healed, was so excited and happy to see Murong Yan restored that her eyes welled up with tears.

Murong Yan straightened his sleeves, turned around and stared at them, asking, "There are less than ten days until the wedding. How are the betrothal gifts being prepared?"

Nan Zhu immediately patted his chest and assured him that he was fully prepared!

After learning that Jiang Ling was Murong Yan's beloved and savior, Nan Zhu knew he had made a grave mistake. To make amends, while recovering from his injuries in bed, he also kept organizing and verifying the betrothal gift list.

That list was so long it seemed to have no end; it was terrifying!

Nan Zhu even suspected that her prince had emptied his entire household account as a betrothal gift.

"Nanzhu, today you will deliver the betrothal gifts to the Zhenbei General's Mansion."

"Nan Zhu obeys!"

Murong Yan then said, "Bei Yan, write a secret letter to Xi Mei, instructing her to secretly mobilize three thousand elite troops to come to the capital."

Both Bei Yan and Nan Zhu were deeply shocked upon hearing this.

His own prince was cursed and left crippled, remaining in the capital as regent. The army had always been under Xi Mei's command. Now, with the secret troop movements, was a change of regime imminent?

Bei Yan and Nan Zhu exchanged a glance, their eyes filled with unwavering loyalty. No matter what, they vowed to be loyal to each other to the death!

"Go!"

Just as Murong Yan waved his hand to give the order, Jiang Yuyan's voice came from beside him, anxiously calling out, "Uncle Yan!"

Murong Yan thought he was hallucinating, but when he turned around, he saw that the Blood Eagle Guard had knelt down and put Jiang Yuyan down.

"Little one! What brings you here? Where's your mother?"

"Uncle Yan!" Jiang Yuyan ran to Murong Yan, grabbed his hand and cried out anxiously, "My eldest uncle has gone missing! Uncle Yan, please help my mother!"

Upon hearing this, Murong Yan immediately changed his mind and ordered Nan Zhu and Bei Yan to put down their duties and mobilize the Blood Eagle Guards to find the person!

Nothing is more important than Jiang Ling's matter!

soon.

Murong Yan learned that Jiang Ling had left the city with Wang Jing'an and Qin Zhaolu.

He immediately ordered, "Prepare the horses!"

"Uncle Yan, I want to go too!"

"Okay, baby, be a good boy/girl, okay?"

"Uh-huh!"

The horse was led to the door. Murong Yan first lifted Jiang Yuyan onto its back, then leaped onto it with one foot. His strong, lean legs gripped the horse's belly, and Murong Yan straightened his back, feeling as if he had returned to three years ago, galloping across the battlefield, an invincible war god!

His phoenix eyes sharpened with domineering intent, and Murong Yan lifted the reins, giving the order: "Let's go!"

Outside the city, the Fengjiang River flows.

This is a wide river with a gentle current. Reeds grow on both sides of the river, and fishing boats push through the reeds to cast their nets into the river to catch fish.

Jiang Ling stood by the river for a while, then turned her head and asked coldly, "Qin Zhaori, what were the names of those two dead people?"

"Zhang Qiang, Li Gui."

Jiang Ling took out three incense sticks she had made herself from her leather pouch. Then she squatted down, inserted the incense sticks into the soil, and with a flick of her fingertip, the incense sticks ignited without a flame.

A rich and unique aroma drifts with the wisps of smoke.

"Wow--"

"Wow--"

The sound of the river water lapping against the bank gradually grew louder.

Jiang Ling stood up and called out to the spirits in the river: "Zhang Qiang, Li Gui, come quickly!"

Qin Zhaori glanced at the sky and hesitated, "In broad daylight, ghosts wouldn't dare to show themselves, would they?"

"Money can make the devil turn the millstone, and incense can make a ghost reckless."

Jiang Ling's eyes narrowed as she stared at a patch of reeds and said coldly, "They're here!"