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

Finally, the black-clad guards knelt in a neat row with Murong Hai.

Jiang Yuyan pushed open the door and walked out, hands on her hips, looking them up with a cool and proud expression.

"who are you?"

"I am the Third Prince, Murong Hai!"

Murong Hai tried with all his might but couldn't pull his knee off the ground. He could only pat his chest and urgently introduce himself: "Little boy, I'm not a bad person! I need to see Jiang Ling!"

Jiang Yuyan's face hardened with wariness, but she pressed on with a cool, innocent tone, "What do you want with your mother?"

"I……"

Just as Murong Hai opened his mouth, he caught a glimpse of a dark, blurry face floating past the window out of the corner of his eye. The face was covered in black hair and dressed in white.

Murong Hai jumped in fright and screamed, "A ghost—!"

"It's so noisy! Don't talk!"

Jiang Yuyan used the Word Magic again to seal Murong Hai's mouth.

Murong Hai couldn't utter a sound, his eyes wide, his face pale with terror as he stared behind him.

Jiang Yuyan turned his head, his cute little face beaming with a sweet smile, and called out affectionately, "Mommy! You're done taking a bath!"

"Hmm~"

Jiang Ling put on an outer garment, tied it at the waist, and walked out.

Her face was covered with a thick layer of black ointment, leaving only her eyes, nose, and mouth exposed. Having been mistaken for a ghost several times already, Jiang Ling was utterly speechless, thinking to herself that these people's mental fortitude was truly lacking.

Jiang Ling came out, patted Jiang Yuyan's head, and asked casually, "Little one, where did they come from?"

"Climb over the wall!"

Jiang Yuyan pointed in a direction and explained in a cool, childlike voice, "Mother, he said he's the Third Prince, and he's a bad guy! Only bad guys would sneak over the wall at night, so I'll teach him a lesson!"

"My son is amazing!"

Jiang Ling smiled, her eyes crinkling with affection, praising the child with tenderness and doting, completely ignoring Murong Hai's distorted and exaggerated expression.

Then, Jiang Ling took Jiang Yuyan's small hand and led him into the house.

"Little one, Zhuiyue has already boiled the water. Can you take a bath by yourself?"

"Uh-huh!"

"My little one, go on!"

Jiang Ling escorted Jiang Yuyan into the shower stall before slowly emerging herself. With a flick of her slender fingers, a table and chairs flew outside the door. Jiang Ling gracefully sat down and picked up a glass of water to moisten her throat.

She raised her eyes and coldly sized up Murong Hai. His life palace was excellent, and his face showed wealth and nobility. He was born into a noble family and was destined for a life of glory and wealth.

But a blood-red aura hangs above the Palace of Destiny.

A slight mishap could lead to an early and gruesome death!

She then flipped her hand and took out the Heavenly Fox Bracelet. The Heavenly Fox Bracelet was glowing faintly, and Jiang Ling's eyes grew even colder, their sharpness piercing Murong Hai's soul.

Murong Hai trembled uncontrollably, filled with fear and regret.

Wasn't Jiang Ling supposed to be a disfigured woman, unwanted by her father and mother?

Her eyes were terrifying!

It gave me a feeling of déjà vu, like I was facing the Imperial Uncle!

Jiang Ling cast a spell on the Heavenly Fox Bracelet, which would glow as a notification once it got close to Murong Yan's destiny.

Murong Hai possesses his destiny!

Jiang Ling untied Murong Hai's mouth and asked in an icy voice, "What brings the Third Prince here?"

"Could you please let me get up first?" Murong Hai asked, clutching his knee.

The floor tiles are cold and hard!

Knee pain!

Jiang Ling's eyes were cold, and Murong Hai instantly deflated. He pouted, his face innocent and sincere, and explained ingratiatingly, "Jiang Ling, no! Aunt! This prince climbed over the wall late at night because I was afraid of being seen and it would cause you trouble if word got out."

Jiang Ling frowned.

Murong Hai was panicked and anxious, and pitifully cried out, "Imperial Aunt, I have heard that you are a powerful Taoist master! I am willing to offer 100,000 taels of gold, please save me for the sake of our family!"

"Stop! Don't call me Imperial Aunt."

Murong Hai is only two years younger than her, and she calls him "Imperial Aunt"? That makes her sound so old!

Jiang Ling frowned and looked at Murong Hai with disdain.

family?

Avoid cultivating relationships.

For the sake of 100,000 taels of gold, Jiang Ling gave him a chance, asking him in a calm voice, "Do you want me to remove the curse from your life?"

"Destiny curse? What's that?"

"A calamity caused by blood ties. Simply put, your closest relatives are draining your life force, using your life to prolong their own. You are young and strong now, and it may not be apparent on the surface, but if this continues, your days are numbered!"

After Jiang Ling finished speaking, Murong Hai's face turned deathly pale.

He didn't seem shocked or surprised, as if he already knew about it.

Seven parts grief and indignation were in his eyes!

Three parts unwilling!

Jiang Ling coldly observed his reaction, a meaningful smile playing on her lips as she warned, "Also, there's something inside you that doesn't belong to you! This thing is extremely valuable, and if you don't return it as soon as possible, it will backfire and you'll die a terrible death!"

"Do you know how the Crown Prince died? You'll probably suffer even more than him."

Murong Hai suddenly shuddered.

He raised his head, his pale, bluish face filled with grief and resentment, his eyes fixed on Jiang Ling, pleading, "Jiang Ling, I want to live! I'll do anything you say as long as you save me!"

Jiang Ling raised her hand and touched the plaster; it was all dried out and needed to be washed off.

She stood up and waved her hand, "Let me think about it, Third Prince, you should go back first."

Murong Hai suddenly regained his mobility.

He had been kneeling for so long that his legs were sore and numb that he couldn't get up. He was only able to stand up slowly with the help of the black-clad guards.

He bowed deeply to Jiang Ling, his expression filled with gratitude, and his address became even more respectful. "Very well! May I ask when the Celestial Master is available? Let's arrange a secluded place, and I will personally deliver 100,000 taels of gold!"

"Go back and wait, I will let you know."

"Very well, this prince will take his leave."

Not wanting to alert the Zhenbei General's Mansion, Murong Hai had the black-clad guards escort him over the wall to leave.

The alley was dark and silent.

Murong Hai gave a hand gesture, and the assassins hidden in the shadows immediately drew their swords, killing two black-clad guards to silence them. The blood and corpses were quickly cleaned up, leaving no trace.

Murong Hai limped into the carriage and left.

Unbeknownst to him, all of this was being seen clearly by a pair of eyes.

In the room.

Jiang Ling filled a basin with water and washed away the dark, dried plaster, revealing her fair and smooth face, as white as a freshly peeled egg.

She turned her head to the side and examined the scar in the bronze mirror.

It's smooth and even, with only faint traces of powder remaining.

I'll be fully recovered soon!

"Miss!" Zhuiyue jumped into the room and told her everything she had seen.

Jiang Ling's eyes were cold, and she wasn't surprised.

Royal family members are all ruthless!

"Zhuiyue, I'm going out tonight. You stay and watch over the baby while he sleeps."

"Okay! No problem!" Zhuiyue said sweetly, patting her chest to assure him.

At this time.

Jiang Yuyan's soft, sleepy voice reached Jiang Ling's ears, "Mother, are you going to see Uncle Yan again?"

Jiang Ling paused, then turned to look at the little one who had just come out of the bath.

He raised his little face, his eyes wet and looking at her with a wronged expression, "Mommy and Uncle Yan have a little secret, and I want to know too!"

Jiang Ling sighed inwardly.

She waved for Zhuiyue to leave first, then went over, picked up Jiang Yuyan, and placed him on the bed. Jiang Ling explained in a warm and gentle voice, "My little one, Mother is doing this to help him find all the destiny points as soon as possible, so that he can obtain the Divine Jade sooner!"

"Sleep well, baby. Mommy won't leave. I'll stay and keep you company!" Jiang Ling pulled the blanket over herself and hugged the baby to comfort him.

Jiang Yuyan gently held Jiang Ling's hand, staring intently at her, "Mother, do you like Uncle Yan?"