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Li Cangmin began to undo his clothes.

The white waist band embroidered with the white cloud pattern fell from her slender fingers, and the unbound shirt spread out, revealing her white delicate texture. The lines of every muscle were smooth and fine, neat and clean, like the most precise depiction of an artist, full of strength and an exuberant sense of beauty.

Murong Ling immediately retracted her gaze, her face red, "Why are you taking off your clothes?"

Li Cangmin smiled, and then turned to look at her: "Not only have you seen it before, you even touched it, why are you being shy now?"

Murong Ling's black eyes seemed to shatter the stars in the sky, they flickered clearly, her jade-like face was filled with dense heat, a faint layer of red on her face, "Don't even think about changing the topic, if you don't tell me the truth, I will really ignore you from now on."

Seeing that she was already so angry from embarrassment, Li Cangmin finally stopped teasing her. He lifted his clothes to reveal his concealed left chest.

Under Murong Ling's shocked expression, Li Cangmin rubbed her head and sighed, "These are the marks of the inner demons' backlash. I did not cut off the inner demons' inner demons when they were trying to build their energy that day." His eyes, which were as deep as a pool of water, carried a complicated and strong emotion, like two burning flames that burned to the bottom of one's heart. "This King doesn't want to forget you."

These light words weighed heavily on his heart. Murong Ling never thought that the truth that Li Cangmin had always kept from her, would actually be this.

All the evidence from the past finally became clear. Whether it was purposely hiding from her or secretly frowning from time to time, it was all because of the inner demons. She was the inner demon of Li Cangmin, and now that the inner demon had not been removed, her existence would only deepen the pain of the other party. She knew nothing at all.

She suddenly hated herself for making trouble.

Murong Ling's eyes grew hot, and quickly became a layer of mist. The figure in front of her could not be seen clearly, and with a blink of her long eyelashes, tears that were like broken pearls rolled down her cheeks, forming a moist imprint on the hem of her skirt.

Li Cangmin was stunned. He thought that Murong Ling would be angry, but he never thought that she would cry, and it seemed that this was the first time he saw her cry.

He hurriedly wiped away her tears. "Don't cry, This King doesn't hurt at all."

How could it not hurt?

The long and hideous magic marks were deeply embedded in her flesh. She stretched out her hand and touched it. A layer of black fog surrounded her fingertip. A burning sensation came from the tip of her finger and went into her heart. The magic mark had tortured him for days and nights. She couldn't figure out how he was able to persist through it.

No wonder Li Cangmin would go berserk, his inner demon had never been eliminated.

Murong Ling hurriedly retracted her hand as if she had been burned, and even retreated three feet away from him, "It's all my fault, I shouldn't have appeared in front of you.

"Earlier, when I was trying to hide from you, my thoughts were still as crazy as before, it was completely useless. I might as well just watch on you every day, even if the magic marks would cause a backlash, I would be happy and content." Seeing that her eyes were once again filled with tears, his heart immediately became soft, hot and hot. "Fool Ling'er, this king isn't even afraid of the heart demon, how could I be afraid of a mere magic mark. "Be good and don't cry."

Murong Ling leaned against his chest and sobbed, but when she saw the wound left behind by the wooden thorn, she blamed herself even more, and immediately executed the Rejuvenation Technique to heal it. She did not stop, and continued to throw the Rejuvenation Technique into his heart, but the mist did not dissipate at all.

She had already lost a lot of elemental energy, and after so much effort, she had finally managed to produce a bit more elemental energy, but due to the continuous usage of the technique, she was no longer able to cast any spells. She could only use the most primitive method, palm imprinted on her magic marks as she started to circulate her elemental energy.

He grabbed her hand, the Devilish Qi had already scorched her white palm, and the light in his eyes dimmed. "Your injuries have just started to heal, don't use your spirit energy anymore, don't damage your foundation."

The light in Murong Ling's eyes dimmed. The healing ability that she was so proud of could do nothing in front of magic marks. She asked with hope, "This magic mark, is it really impossible to remove?"

Li Cangmin shook his head. Actually, the two of them knew that magic marks were only an external appearance of the Inner Demon. As long as there was no Inner Demon, the magic marks would naturally disappear. However, to eliminate the demons in his heart meant breaking off all relations.

This was a forbidden area that the two of them could not touch. The other one would not dare to even think about it. The carriage instantly became silent. Until the carriage stopped at Prince Qin Palace, when Li Cangmin got off the carriage, he held Murong Ling's hand tightly and consoled him in a low voice, "Don't think too much, this is my choice, you have nothing to do with it."

Murong Ling forced out a smile as her pitch black eyes shone with an indescribable dark light. Li Cangmin was stifled in her heart, but just as he was about to speak, Leng Qiu came over with a face full of relief, "Your Highness, Master, you've finally returned. The servants in the palace are about to be frightened."

Last night, the Beijing-Zhongzhong was under martial law, and the Jin Wu Guards searched the streets for an entire night. The injured ministers returned to their homes one by one, and gradually, rumors spread. Coupled with the fact that the leader of the Yuelin Army was suddenly imprisoned in the Supreme Court, everyone could guess that something big happened yesterday.

Murong Ling finally regained some energy, and assumed the posture of the Palace Mistress once again, calmly instructing, "No problem, we met an assassin at the banquet. You and Manager Zhang should restrain your servants and prevent any accidents. "

Leng Qiu solemnly nodded her head. Before the master and servant entered, another carriage slowly drove in and steadily stopped in front of the Duke Palaces. A man and woman walked out.

When Wu Guifang saw the few people at the door, he immediately went forward to pay his respects. Wu Mingzhu followed behind him obediently, her lowered eyebrows and eyes did not have her usual arrogant and despotic attitude, it was obvious that she had received a lot of warnings.

"What a coincidence, has Prince Qin and Princess Qin just returned from the palace? "I have sent my daughter here," Wu Guifang's attitude was polite, his face was kind, and his face did not reveal the pain of losing his son nor the aggressive look on his face, he cupped his hands and said, "I will return to the vassal lords today, my daughter is mischievous, if there is anything disrespectful about her, I hope that Prince Qin and Princess Qin can forgive me."

Wu Mingzhu leisurely stepped forward to pay her respects, and crisply said, "In the future, I would like to ask Your Highness and Princess to take care of me."

Murong Ling swept her eyes across the father and daughter pair, and said indifferently, "The Prince Qin Palace has its own rules, and the noble prince and this consort have clearly distributed rewards and penalties as well.

He actually didn't give any face at all.