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Li Cangmin immediately became silent, even the hands that were hugging him unknowingly loosened, turning his eyes around leaving Murong Ling with an angular face, cold and aloof, but with constantly blinking eyelashes that revealed the uneasiness in his heart.

However, his voice was cold and calm. His hoarse and sexy voice even carried a deliberate calmness. "Don't worry about what This King can do to slow you down."

Murong Ling pushed Li Cangmin's embrace and sat on the edge of the bed to look at him. When her gaze landed on his eyelashes, she already noticed that whenever he was lying or nervous, her eyelashes would constantly blink. This was the only thing that could reveal his feelings.

She thought back to the abnormality after Li Cangmin built his Qi. From how he had been intentionally cold towards her in the beginning, to how he had avoided her at the very end, to the ambiguous and warm feelings in the end.

The anger in his heart burned as he coldly turned his head to instruct the Ghost Vine, "You go back first."

The Ghost Vine sensed that the atmosphere around the two kids was not right, and wanted to reduce its presence to watch a play. Murong Ling glared at him coldly, but he became unhappy, "Female Child, you're being ungrateful, why don't you see who woke you up?"

Murong Ling did not waste time talking to him, she immediately summoned her contract pattern and looked at him with a threatening gaze. The Ghost Vine thought that this was not good, and knew that she was truly angry, and did not want to cause trouble for herself.

"Li Cangmin." Murong Ling called out his name in a serious manner, looking straight at him with a face full of suppressed calmness. "You've already lied to me once, do you still want to lie to me again?"

Li Cangmin let out a light sigh, helplessness flashed across his pitch-black eyes. "This king isn't lying to you, it's just that there's no need to say it."

"Alright, then don't say anymore."

Murong Ling sneered and could no longer suppress her anger. She stood up slowly, but due to her weak body and lack of stamina, she fainted for a moment and was quickly supported by Li Cangmin with a face full of concern and anxiety. She turned a blind eye and opened his fingers one by one, "Before you confess to me, don't touch me.

Seeing Murong Ling putting on her shoes and preparing to leave, Li Cangmin was stunned. He subconsciously called out to her, "Ling'er."

Murong Ling stopped and turned her head to look at him. When she saw his long silence, the anticipation in her eyes was immediately tainted by disappointment.

Thinking about how she wanted to break up their relationship three times, Li Cangmin panicked, and immediately held her hand, "Where are you going?"

Murong Ling shook her off, but Li Cangmin held her tightly, as though he wanted to crush her bones. She angrily laughed, and directly took out a wooden thorn and placed it on his chest, "Let go!"

"I'm not letting go!"

Li Cangmin tightened the grip until he saw her unwell and frown. Only then did he relax a little, but it was still within the range that Murong Ling was unable to struggle free from.

Murong Ling was even angrier, the wooden thorn in her hand pierced through even more mercilessly. She was only venting her anger, but Li Cangmin did not defend at all, causing blood to flow out from her chest, staining her white clothes red.

He did not even frown as he looked at her with his deep eyes. "As long as you can calm down, you can hit This King however you want."

Murong Ling froze, she could no longer move her hands anymore. Glaring at him, she pulled out the weapon and threw it towards him, but she did not say another word, perfectly executing the previous threat. However, she could not break the seal on her hands no matter what.

The two of them stuck to each other like sticky candy. Murong Ling walked in front angrily, while Li Cangmin held her hand tightly, falling behind by half a step, this strange combination caught the attention of the people in the palace, especially when Prince Qin was bleeding profusely from his chest.

Before the two of them could leave the palace, a person blocking their way appeared. It was actually Li Fuchen, his face looked haggard, as if he had rushed here in a hurry. His temples were drenched in sweat, as he looked at Murong Ling while gasping for breath, "Leng'er …"

Just as he called out Murong Ling's nickname, a vicious expression appeared on Li Cangmin's face. His long and narrow phoenix eyes looked over like a sword as he coldly spat out two words, "Scram."

There was a fleeting gloominess on Li Fuchen's face but it was easily concealed by him. He continued to put on his gentle disguise, and his eyes were filled with genuine anxiety: "Big brother, I'm sorry, I was too anxious just now and offended you. It was just that I had something urgent that I needed Royal Sister-In-Law's help with."

"If it's about the Noble Consort, that's fine." Li Cangmin's face was expressionless. "The wangfei is heavily injured and needs to recuperate soon."

Taking the opportunity while he was speaking, Murong Ling struggled again. She was still unable to shake off her hand, and her expression was even colder than before, almost to the point of falling to the ground. Li Cangmin quickly followed behind her, leaving Li Fuchen behind.

Li Fuchen looked at the two of them walking further and further away, clenching his fists tightly.

The carriage from Prince Qin Palace was always guarding the outside of the palace, the two of them had just left, as if they were afraid that Murong Ling would escape, without saying a word, Li Cangmin carried the person up, disregarding her struggle and entered the carriage, instructing Bai Mu, "Return to the palace."

In the carriage, Li Cangmin was still tightly hugging someone, pressing against Murong Ling's forehead, chasing after her dodging line of sight, stubbornly facing her head on. Her black clear eyes carried a trace of barely discernible pleading and helplessness, "Ling'er, don't be angry, okay?"

Murong Ling's reply was to open her mouth and bite his chin, like a wild cat baring her fangs, her pitch black eyes burning with anger. She was shockingly bright, and astonishingly beautiful.

The pain of being caught off guard caused Li Cangmin to groan, but he did not struggle to dodge, and allowed her to bite. He felt that the current Murong Ling was extremely adorable, to the point that her baring of her teeth and brandishing of her claws was exceptionally fresh, and his gaze couldn't help but soften as he lovingly rubbed her head, "Be careful, don't jump in teeth."

It was as if he was coaxing a disobedient child.

This person was simply too stubborn, with an expression that said "I'll die for sure". Murong Ling was both angry and heartbroken, and felt a sweetness in her mouth that made him unable to continue with her bite, and immediately let go.

He felt as though he was being eaten alive.

Murong Ling became angry from the embarrassment and stopped looking at him. She was determined to not talk to him. Anything could be discussed, but this one thing wasn't possible. She no longer wanted to be a fool that was tricked.

Li Cangmin's ice-cold fingers rested on her face, his fingers that had a thin cocoon around them stopped right in between her eyebrows and finally sighed, "Since you want to know, then this king will tell you. But you must promise not to be angry. "

Murong Ling's bright eyes looked over, and the cold expression on her face finally eased up. "Alright, you speak first."