Fool Prince's Super-power Consort

Murong Ling's mind went blank. She had never experienced such a feeling before. It was like she was poisoned and about to die, her consciousness slowly fading away.

Until she heard a panting male voice whisper in her ear, "Breathe."

It turned out that she had forgotten to breathe. She was enlightened. A surge of fresh air rushed into her chest, causing her to feel as if she was revived. However, she was still confused as she looked at him hazily.

She had no idea how beautiful she looked with her camel-like face and misty eyes.

Li Cangmin's breath tightened, and suddenly raised his hand to cover her eyes, tightly hugging her in his embrace, as if he wanted to bury her in his bones and blood.

After using the technique once, the frost chilliness finally suppressed the restlessness in his heart. His eyes regained their former coldness, but his voice was a bit hoarse. "Don't think about other men in the future."

Murong Ling was both embarrassed and annoyed. Who does this man think he is? She thought about who still needs to listen to his orders, and the more she thought about it, the angrier she got.

For a moment, Li Cangmin's vital points were not kicked by her. His face immediately became deathly pale, and when he tried to cover it with his hands, he suddenly froze. He looked at her coldly, and wished that he could frozen her into an ice statue.

How could Murong Ling be afraid of him? Thinking about how there was still a ball of life force in her body, looking at the man in front of him who was struggling to maintain her image despite the pain, Murong Ling snorted coldly and channeled his life force into the tree, communicating with it spiritually, "Tree, entangle this man."

The big tree absorbed all the vitality and cheered out in excitement. Suddenly, many branches and leaves extended out, tying Li Cangmin up into a dumpling.

At this moment, his eyes wanted to kill someone.

Murong Ling pursed her lips, looking at the man who only revealed a pair of eyes, "I'll be going first, you just wait."

She leaped and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Once Murong Ling left, a few ice blades suddenly surged out from beside the man who was wrapped up like dumplings in the tree. Murong Ling cut the tree branches and walked out safely, only that her snow-white robes were stained with dense green tree juice, making him look extremely miserable.

Bai Mu had just finished settling the matter of the fish that escaped from the Prince Zhao Palace. When he saw his master's appearance, he was immediately shocked, "Master, there's actually an expert in the Prince Zhao Palace that can injure you!"

Not only was his clothes unclean, even the way he walked was a bit strange. It was obvious that he had gone through a fierce battle.

Just as he was trying to figure out whether the intelligence work was done inappropriately, he suddenly heard a cold shout, "Shut up!"

Unexpectedly, he heard the anger that came from embarrassment. Bai Mu's face was a little chapped, and in the next moment, he received the gaze of his master and the ice cube, and his face immediately tensed up, as if he didn't care at all.

"Let Bai Shang thoroughly investigate the Prince Zhao Palace and see where this group of black-clothed people came from." An ice-cold voice that did not have the slightest difference from usual sounded out, and Bai Mu's expression turned solemn as he answered yes.

As expected, he had misheard. His ice-cold and powerful master was as wise and wise as ever. How could he have the emotion of an ordinary person that got humiliated and turned angry?

Flowers opening side by side, one for each table.

When Murong Ling returned to the Duke Palace, all of the black-clothed men had already been annihilated. It was just that the house had been destroyed into a mess and could only wait for tomorrow to tidy it up.

It was unknown if it was because of the trip to Prince Zhao Palace, but that night, Murong Ling had a dream, or rather, saw a portion of her memories.