Fool Prince's Super-power Consort

The smile on Wu Guifang's face froze, new and old grudges surged into his heart, it was hard for him to control the anger in his heart, but after thinking about her and Prince Qin's abilities, the anger in his heart immediately extinguished. A gentleman takes revenge, ten years is not too late, there will definitely be a day when this dog-couple will be taught a lesson.

"Princess Qin is right, I have passed." He smiled gently. "From now on, my daughter is a female official of the Prince's Mansion. The rise and fall of her status is one with the Prince's Mansion, so naturally, I don't need to worry."

Wu Mingzhu bit her lips tightly, a look of dissatisfaction flashed past her face. In her eyes, Murong Ling laughed in her heart, she did not know what kind of hatred the arrogant and despotic princess had towards the fifth-grade female official, no matter how Disobedience Marquis had warned her, she would most likely still be unable to change her personality.

Wu Guifang greeted him a few more times, but Li Cang Min and Murong Li were both in a bad mood, so she didn't say much. After giving a few words of advice to Wu Ming Zhu, she restrained her anger and took her leave.

When he left, Wu Mingzhu was obviously depressed, but looking at the beautiful and elegant Prince Qin in front of her, her face quickly filled with shyness, and she said with an unprecedented delicate voice, "My prince, this subject will definitely help you take care of your study in the future, take care of your paperwork, and fulfill your duties as a woman in your history."

Li Cangmin glanced at her coldly and answered stiffly, "No need, you have somewhere else to go."

This was the first time she had bestowed this position to the Duke Palace. Although the Emperor had said that he wanted Wu Mingzhu to take charge of the Prince Qin's Book Collection Vault, she harbored ill intentions and wanted to use this opportunity to enter the Prince Qin's study. She didn't expect that she would be rejected just like that.

Although her father had told her that the task was not easy and needed to be taken slowly, she was still displeased when he said, "Then where will your daughter live in the future? But the backyard of the Duke's Mansion? "

"In the rear courtyard are the Duke Palace's concubines and maids. As a female official personally bestowed by the Your Majesty, he cannot be confused with the servant girl. Naturally, he cannot live in the rear courtyard." Murong Ling ruthlessly interrupted Wu Mingzhu's enchanting thoughts, "In the future, the Chronicle Woman will be in charge of taking care of the library, so let's just tidy up a room in the pavilion as a place to stay."

Wu Mingzhu's face became extremely ugly, "The library is an office, how can I live here? "Princess, since your servant has been given the title of female official, she is one of the servants of the palace. Please let me live with my servant girl."

Murong Ling looked at her with a smile that was yet not a smile, "The Mistress has actually reminded me that the Duke Palace's staff have never lived in the Palace before. How about this, I will have someone rent a house at the back alley to serve as my female residence."

However, she had been intimidated by Murong Ling and knew that she was trying to intimidate her. She did not want him to not even have a place to stay, so she said while clenching her teeth, "Renting a place to stay is too troublesome. Princess Consort, this subject will still stay in the library."

Murong Ling snorted lightly, and did not bother with her anymore, and allowed Leng Qiu to take her down and settle her down. She went straight back to her house, and when she saw that Li Cangmin did not follow, she called the Ghost Vine over, "Let me ask you, if a cultivator were to forget about you, would it be possible for him to have feelings for you again?"

The《 Taishang Awakening Formula》 was a Heaven Ranked technique, it was originally cultivated in the ruthless way of cutting off emotions and desires, the higher the cultivation, the more thoroughly one forgot one's emotions, although Li Cangmin did not say it, Murong Ling could guess that if he continued to cultivate, the backlash would be even more severe.

She could not stand by and watch him be devoured by the heart demon. In the end, his cultivation went berserk and his body vanished. However, she was still not resigned in her heart. She didn't want Li Cangmin to forget about her, so she placed her hopes on the unreliable Ghost Vine.

The Ghost Vine finally answered with certainty, but the answer was not satisfactory, "To forget one's emotions is to cut off one's roots, if one does not have a emotions, how would one develop feelings?"

"Love roots?" Murong Ling repeated her sentence and asked suspiciously, "What is emotional?"

"Humans have the seven emotions and six desires, and they are controlled by emotions. Emotion is the same as spirit root. It exists in the human body and is the foundation. " The Ghost Vine shook its head as it explained, its bulging bun face looked extremely comical, "Cultivators who forget their emotions can cut off all emotions and desires, which is equivalent to cutting off their emotional roots. Without a leader, they naturally won't have feelings."

Murong Ling suddenly realised, why the old man at the bottom of the lake, who clearly had memories, did not have any feelings, so he did not have any feelings.

She didn't know why, but her heart was beating really fast. She didn't even care about the Ghost Vine making a funny face and anxiously asked, "Where's the love root?"

The Ghost Vine was startled, and could not answer. Steamed Bun's face immediately turned red, "I am a monster, although I have transformed into a humanoid form, but I'm different from you humans in the end. How would I know where my emotional roots are?"

Murong Ling knew that the structure of plants and vegetation was different from humans, so she didn't bother about it anymore and asked the Ghost Vine to protect him while she herself searched for the root of their relationship. This was the first time she looked into her own body. Because she had become a cultivator, what she saw was a completely different world. An abundant amount of Essence flowed through her meridians, and her five viscera and organs were full of vitality.

She saw her roots beneath her dantian. The spirit root was a green cylinder shaped like a beam that connected the meridian channels and the dantian. It emitted a green luster, as if it was a piece of transparent jade, and was extremely beautiful.

However, even after searching through all of her meridians, she could not find a single root for her feelings. She began to feel discouraged, thinking that the Ghost Vine was making up nonsense to coax her people, because that vine was always unreliable. Sometimes, it would even have less common sense than her, so how could it know such a secretive matter.

Because her severe injuries had just started to heal, she felt exhausted after only looking at herself for an hour. Just as she was about to give up, she suddenly thought of something and forgot that there was another place she had yet to search — the Sea of Consciousness.

The cultivator's sea of consciousness was in the brain, it was the most mysterious, most difficult to understand place, it was pitch black and unfathomably deep, there was only a puddle of blue water, it was especially eye-catching, there was her current Spiritual Sense.

Because she had lived two lifetimes, her Spiritual Sense was extremely strong and had formed a pond sized puddle in her sea of consciousness. Outside of the puddle was a vast expanse of darkness, empty without end, without any idea of what kind of thing was hidden behind.

After walking for a long time, Murong Ling could no longer see the pool of water, but the road seemed to never end. As usual, it was black and empty.

After an unknown period of time, he finally saw a change.

A faint light finally appeared in the vast darkness, clear and translucent like a lighthouse in the night. Joy rose in her heart as she quickly followed the light. After passing through layers of black mist, she finally saw the true face of the light.

Soft, translucent, colorful.