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

Inside the Regent's Palace, hundreds of tables were fully occupied.

Not to mention the capital, all the high-ranking officials, noble families and dignitaries in the Yan Kingdom who could come today have arrived!

Those from out of town were all confused and asked the people around them, "The Marquis of Zhongyi's mansion is gone, and Jiang Ling is a disfigured woman with a child in tow. How could the Regent agree to marry her?"

Someone answered, "It's true love! The Regent doesn't mind."

"But I've also heard that this Jiang Ling is a jinx to her father and mother. Her father lost his title, and her mother and elder brother both died because of her! Isn't it a shame to marry such a cursed woman and have no peace in the family?"

"Nonsense! The Marquis of Zhongyi's family brought this upon themselves! Jiang Ling is a Celestial Master, her Taoist magic is powerful!"

"Yes! Jiang Ling saved many people..."

Amidst the clamor of voices, someone outside the door shouted, "The bride and groom are here!"

Immediately, everyone stood up and craned their necks to look.

At first glance, my eyes were drawn to the flower girls scattering flowers in front.

Such a perfect couple, so adorable! So well-behaved!

At second glance, everyone gasped in amazement.

The Regent's legs are truly healed; he walks steadily and well, showing no signs of having been crippled for three years.

The Regent was smiling so brightly and happily.

At first glance, people stared at Jiang Ling with curiosity, gossip, and inquiry.

From afar, she wore a magnificent bright red wedding dress, her phoenix crown extravagant and beautiful, and a red wedding fan obscuring her face. Judging from her figure and demeanor, she was graceful and poised, standing no less impressive than the handsome and alluring regent.

Strangely enough, as the bride approached, the guests on both sides stared wide-eyed.

Everyone was so shocked that they lost the ability to speak.

They seemed to have seen something shocking, amazing!

"What's going on here?"

"Is the bride really that ugly? They were all stunned."

In an instant, Murong Yan heard it and his gaze swept over with a cold and dangerous intensity. The talkative guests were immediately frightened and shut their mouths, shrinking back and turning pale.

The next second, the bride approached!

They saw it clearly too.

The red fan was a distance from his face, blocking his view from the front, but it was clearly visible from the side.

"Hiss—" Gasps of breath came through the air.

They finally understood how the person in front of them felt.

The stunning beauty possessed flawless skin and a delicate, jade-like frame, with eyebrows as dark as indigo, bright and colorful amber eyes, a delicate nose, and crimson lips. Her breathtaking beauty was flawless, so captivating that one could not look away.

Only after everyone had walked away did they vaguely come to their senses.

Out-of-town guest: "Rumors are harmful! She's clearly a goddess descended to earth, who said she's disfigured and ugly? Are they blind?!"

Imperial guests: "..."

Speechless, they couldn't help but stare in amazement and astonishment at Jiang Ling's retreating figure, their gazes filled with a mixture of shock and complex emotions.

When did her face recover?

She's so beautiful!

They wouldn't mind becoming fathers too! Envious, jealous, and sour looks were all directed at Murong Yan.

"Your Majesty is here!"

"Welcome, Your Majesty! Long live the Emperor!"

With his back hunched, Murong Ze, supported by Murong Xian and Murong Hai, walked stiffly and slowly towards the wedding hall. Many people hadn't seen the emperor for almost three years, and upon seeing him, their faces changed drastically, filled with fear.

If it weren't for the intense sunlight overhead, I would have thought I was seeing a ghost!

"Your Majesty." Murong Yan stood in the wedding hall, his handsome face cold and distant as he nodded and bowed to him.

Jiang Ling lowered the red fan slightly, her eyes flashing slightly as she looked at the Emperor of Yan with a calm and clear gaze.

"As expected, good things happen to people, Brother Yan's legs are in great shape!" Murong Ze stared at Murong Yan's legs with a sinister look, then shifted his gaze to Jiang Ling's face.

Jiang Ling neither dodged nor flinched, but calmly met his gaze.

In an instant, Murong Ze felt as if his rotten, withered flesh had been pierced, and his greedy, ugly soul had been laid bare and laid bare.

He couldn't help but feel fear and anger.

Murong Ze smirked, his smile as wicked as a demon's: "Congratulations, Brother Yan, on marrying such a beauty! How about I officiate your wedding?"

Murong Ze spoke, but before Murong Yan could even reply, he went straight to take his seat.

After taking a few steps, Murong Ze glared angrily at the memorial tablet on the throne, trembling with rage. "Murong Yan, how dare you?"

"Your Majesty, please calm your anger and allow me to explain."

Murong Yan looked at the memorial tablets; the one on the left was that of the late emperor, and his gaze was indifferent.

Then look at Hu Mei's memorial tablet on the right.

The ice in Murong Yan's eyes melted, and he explained, "Since it was a marriage bestowed by the late emperor, our parents should pay their respects to the late emperor and my mother and inform their spirits in heaven."

"You!" Murong Ze was both shocked and furious, suspecting that Murong Yan had done it on purpose.

He didn't want him to officiate the wedding!

They don't want to worship him!

He was no longer the young, ignorant brother who had just come out of the cold palace and was deceived and controlled by him.

He is now the powerful regent, and his legs are no longer crippled. He dares to challenge him! Murong Ze felt his weak body, decaying and withered from the backlash of his fate, and closed his eyes in resentment and unwillingness.

We can't afford to break off relations before Master Xuanfeng returns!

"Good, very good!" Murong Ze smiled faintly, then turned around and had Murong Xian and Murong Hai help him to sit down next door.

No sooner had he sat down than the armrest of the chair felt like it was covered in burrs, scraping Murong Ze's palm. Murong Ze felt a sharp pain in his palm, but when he lifted it, his hand was dry and dented, without any wound. Murong Ze was in a terrible mood, his face darkening as he looked at the newlyweds in the wedding hall.

"The auspicious time has arrived, let us bow to Heaven and Earth!"

"Two thanks to the high hall!"

"Husband and wife bow to each other! Ceremony complete!"

The guests then became lively, offering their congratulations: "Congratulations to the Regent on his wedding!"

"Congratulations, Regent! Your Highness!"

Murong Ze could not bear to see this lively and festive scene. His heart was filled with darkness, twisted madness, and his old face was gloomy as he opened his mouth and shouted, "Grand Preceptor, proclaim my decree!"

As soon as these words were spoken, the whole audience fell silent.

Ye Tianxing stiffly stepped out from among the guests. He glanced at Murong Yan and Jiang Ling with a cryptic look, then cleared his throat with a fist: "An auspicious time and day, double the joy! His Majesty has decreed that Ye Xuanxuan, the eldest daughter of the Minister's family, be betrothed to the Second Prince!"

"Su Langyue, the eldest daughter of Grand Scholar Su, will become the Third Prince's consort!"

The guest has overshadowed the host!

Disgusting intentions, malicious intent!

Murong Yan remained calm and composed, his handsome face still bearing the joy and smile of a newlywed. Only his eyes held a deep, dark glint.

Jiang Ling slightly moved the red fan and looked at Murong Xian and Murong Hai with a probing gaze. Both of them were shocked and astonished, showing no joy whatsoever. It was as if the sky was about to fall!

Ye Tianxing reminded them: "Ahem! Second Prince, Third Prince, Ye Xuanxuan, Su Langyue, why aren't you receiving the imperial decree and expressing your gratitude?"

"Do you have any objections to my bestowed marriage?"

"Thank you, Father Emperor, for bestowing this marriage upon me!"

Murong Xian and Murong Hai both knelt down to express their gratitude to the Emperor.

Ye Xuanxuan knelt down, looking dazed.

Jiang Ling's gaze swept over them, finally landing on Su Langyue. The beautiful and gentle young woman, her face slightly pale, knelt down to express her gratitude. Her lips were tightly pursed, and her hands were clenched into fists.

Jiang Ling's heart stirred slightly.

is her!

She was originally betrothed to her eldest brother, but ended up becoming the third prince's wife.

Jiang Ling secretly performed divination, her eyes flickering as she gave Su Langyue a strange and subtle look. Then, she quietly beckoned to Murong Yan's finger. "Murong Yan..."