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

Jiang Ling thought for a moment.

The image of Murong Yan flashed into her mind. A man with a face like jade, a high nose bridge, and unparalleled handsome features, with a bewitching red mole at the corner of his eye—lifelike and with an extremely strong presence!

He is a significant figure in Jiang Ling's life!

He is also the biological father of Zaizai and Baobao.

Jiang Ling sincerely replied to her son, "Yes, Mommy likes his face, admires his willpower, and appreciates his methods."

"Mother, do you love Uncle Yan?"

"do not love."

Jiang Ling answered without hesitation.

She smiled and looked at her baby with affection, gently stroking his soft, milky face. Jiang Ling said with a smile, "Baby, Mommy only loves three people in this world."

"Myself!"

Then she smiled and tapped Jiang Yuyan's nose, "Little one."

"And the baby! I miss the baby so much. I wonder when the baby will come to visit us?"

"Baby misses his little sister too! Baby loves Mommy the most, and his little sister is the second most!" Jiang Yuyan said in a cool, childlike voice, her eyes sparkling with joy and affection as she spoke.

Jiang Ling leaned down and kissed his forehead. "Good boy, go to sleep~"

"Mom, give me a hug."

Jiang Ling lay down and opened her arms. Jiang Yuyan immediately snuggled into her arms and rubbed against her, grinning happily as he closed his eyes: "Goodnight, Mother."

Goodnight, little one.

……

The next day, afternoon.

Murong Hai sneaked into the teahouse, glancing left and right, afraid of being discovered.

He hid in a corner and looked down at the paper crane.

The time and location were written on one of the wings. It's upstairs! He's going to be late!

Murong Hai hurriedly climbed to the third floor, and after confirming that no one was around, he gently knocked on the door. "Master, it's me."

"Enter."

Murong Hai pushed the door open and went in. Without saying a word, he immediately turned around and closed the door tightly, then breathed a sigh of relief.

He acted like a thief!

Jiang Ling sat by the window, looking at him with a calm expression.

A gentle breeze rustled her pale yellow veil, outlining the contours of her beautiful face. Her hair was adorned with flowers and jade beads, and she wore a long, yellow-green, cross-collar dress embroidered with exquisite floral patterns. Murong Hai looked up, momentarily stunned.

Judging from her demeanor, I would have thought she was a young lady from a wealthy family, not a Taoist priest at all!

Unfortunately, beneath Jiang Ling's veil lay a disfigured face.

Murong Hai wondered in her heart, did her royal uncle really love her?

Would you believe her pillow talk?

Suddenly it got cold!

Murong Hai shuddered as he regained consciousness. When he met Jiang Ling's icy, penetrating gaze, he immediately lowered his head to hide his expression.

The next second, Murong Hai stepped forward with a warm and innocent smile: "Master Jiang Ling, I didn't expect you to come to me so quickly! Have you thought of a solution?"

After speaking, Murong Hai stood by the table, took out a warrant from his sleeve, and placed it on the table.

He explained that with this warrant, one could withdraw 100,000 taels of gold at any time from the largest bank in the capital. He had already shown his sincerity; now it was Jiang Ling's turn!

Jiang Ling glanced at the warrant indifferently, not in a hurry to accept it.

She poured a cup of tea and handed it to him, saying, "Third Prince, please have a seat."

"it is good."

Murong Hai took the tea and took a sip. He couldn't help but want to urge Jiang Ling, but he was interrupted before he could say anything.

Jiang Ling preemptively asked him, "Since the Third Prince knows about the existence of the Fate Fiend, then tell me, when did it happen?"

"Three months ago."

Murong Hai's face fell, filled with grief and indignation. His voice was hoarse as he recalled, "My father's health has not improved. Hearing that a Taoist master named Xuanfeng with extraordinary Taoist skills had appeared in the capital, he invited him to the Lushan Palace."

Master Xuanfeng!

He's like a persistent ghost, he's everywhere!

Jiang Ling glanced at a wall out of the corner of her eye, then quietly continued listening to Murong Hai speak.

"Master Xuanfeng said that Father Emperor has been afflicted by something! There is no cure. The only way to prolong Father Emperor's life is to take the blood of my heart and my second brother. Father Emperor wants our blood, and we cannot be unfilial."

A shadow crossed Murong Hai's eyes for a moment. "Taking blood for medicine is not enough. Master Xuanfeng has also made us into puppets."

"Father trusted him implicitly, but he's just a charlatan! Father was only well for a few days, but he suddenly fell ill again recently and has become a completely different person."

Recalling his father's current appearance, Murong Hai felt both fear and dread.

He immediately stood up, his face filled with terror and fear, and bowed deeply to Jiang Ling, pleading, "Master Jiang Ling! Please save this prince!"

Jiang Ling looked at him and said, "I need a drop of your blood to study Blood Fiend."

Murong Hai looked terrified and hesitant.

"I only need blood from your fingertip; it won't harm your body." Jiang Ling took out a small knife, looking at him calmly. "Third Prince, will you take it yourself, or should I help you?"

"I will do it myself!"

Murong Hai picked up a knife and cut his finger, and Jiang Ling took out a small bottle and put in a drop of blood.

Murong Hai pressed anxiously, "When will you be able to figure it out?"

"Not urgent."

"How can we not be anxious! Daoist Xuanfeng said that if Father Emperor passes away, my second brother and I will also..." Murong Hai gritted his teeth, his expression changing.

He quickly made a decision and promised Jiang Ling, "This prince has no ambition for the throne, I only want to live! I am willing to surrender to my uncle! Jiang Ling, you must save me!"

Jiang Ling raised her eyes and looked at Murong Hai with a cold gaze.

She understood Murong Hai's subtext, but did not respond to it.

Jiang Ling continued to ask him, "Where are the puppets that Xuan Feng made?"

"In my father's hands."

"If the Third Prince wants to live, then find a way to give me the puppet. Alright, you can leave now. I'll contact you if I need anything." Jiang Ling finished speaking and ruthlessly dismissed him.

Murong Hai didn't want to leave, but Jiang Ling ignored him, so he could only leave the private room looking pitiful, turning back to look at her every step of the way.

The sound of footsteps went downstairs and faded into the distance.

"Click."

A carved wooden wall rotated open, and Murong Yan stepped out.

He strode over and sat down directly opposite Jiang Ling, dismissively pushing away the teacup Murong Hai had just drunk from. Murong Yan asked, "Jiang Ling, do you believe what he said?"

Whether I believe him or not is unimportant. Every word he said was meant to tell you through me! He wants your protection. Do you believe him?

Murong Yan poured two cups of fresh tea.

He handed a cup to Jiang Ling and said in a cold, sharp tone, "It's almost identical to what Murong Xian said. But I don't believe those two brothers. The Crown Prince is dead, and neither of them covets the throne? Impossible!"

"They are afraid of death, and they are bound by loyalty and filial piety, so they dare not rebel. Therefore, they encouraged me to deal with the emperor so that they could reap the benefits."

Jiang Ling smiled and looked at him with a smirk.

Wise and cold-blooded, he clearly saw through everything!

very nice!

After admiring Murong Yan, Jiang Ling continued, "He possesses 20% of your destiny, but it has been corrupted by a karmic curse and cannot be taken back for the time being. We must first resolve the karmic curse, destroy the puppet made by Xuan Feng, and ensure safety before returning it to its rightful owner."

"Okay, I'll do whatever you say." Murong Yan nodded.

He was already henpecked before they were even married.

But he did it willingly!

Jiang Ling added, "The Blood Fiend's blood alone isn't enough; we also need the blood of Murong Xian and the Emperor."

"Okay, I'll figure it out."