Chapter 61: What Do You Know About Yin Zhan?
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Slowly, Meng Yuan turned his body and stretched his hands. As soon as he opened his eyes, he saw Zhao Ling sitting on the edge of the bed, her face flushed red. Thinking that her poison was not cleared, he sat up nervously, and asked anxiously, "Ling'er, are you alright?"
Zhao Ling glanced at him complainingly, and said in her heart. No, I have something to do. It's you who made me humiliated.
Meng Yuan couldn't understand her expression, and he furrowed his brows in puzzlement. He turned around to see Changdong and Situ Gong, and his face sank. "Why are you two here? This king remembers saying that no one is allowed to come in without this king's order."
"Your subordinates deserve to die." Chang Dong and Situ Gong quickly stepped back and pleaded guiltily.
"Since Mr. Situ is here, let's check the princess to see if the poison has been resolved." Meng Yuan just wanted to ask Situ Gong to help Zhao Ling diagnose and treat.
"Rest your mind, my lord. The subordinates have just seen that the poison of the princess has been resolved, and she will recover as long as she rests for a few days." Situ Gong replied.
"That's very good. You can all leave now." He breathed a sigh of relief and said. His tone was much softer after confirming that Zhao Ling was all right.
"Yes, lord. Your subordinates will leave leave now." The two of them stepped back. They walked out the door, looked at each other, and both breathed a sigh of relief.
After Chang Dong and Situ Gong left, Zhao Ling was the only one left in the room.
Zhao Ling looked at Meng Yuan's infatuation, remembering the intimacy between the two last night, and a faint blush climbed up her cheeks.
"Who the hell said that King Xuan was inhumane?" Zhao Ling scolded secretly in her mind, "If you come out, I promise not to kill you."
She straightened her face and coughed lightly. "You... do you want to get up first?"
At this moment, Meng Yuan was reclining lazily on the head of the bed, with loose black hair and disheveled clothes. The whole appearance was casual and sexy, but the eyes that looked at her were infinitely gentle and charming.
The picture was so visually striking that she was afraid that she would not be able to hold it, so she stepped forward and threw him down.
Meng Yuan grabbed her hand and took her into his arms, slender fingers caressing her cheek slowly. "Ling'er, you are so beautiful."
Yan Mo once mentioned in the letter that the princess was healing her face in the Baicaotang. Unexpectedly, his Ling'er became so beautiful.
Nevertheless, he couldn't help scolding Yin Zhan for being wickedly troublesome. Even when her face was scarred, Zhao Ling was still so charming, and now that she had such a beautiful face, he didn't know how many people will covet her in the future.
Seeing the infatuation in Meng Yuan's eyes, Zhao Ling felt that the treatment she had received in Wuji Jiao these past days had made her regain some self-esteem.
"Speaking of which, I would like to thank that enchanting leader." Thinking of Yin Zhan, Zhao Ling felt a little chilly. Such a perfect looking man is a psychopath. This is the same as when she knew that the handsome foreign teaching assistant was a paedophile when she was a younger student.
"Yin Zhan? Mph, this king will not let him go." Mentioning Yin Zhan, Meng Yuan's eyes instantly became cold and severe. He had tolerated Yin Zhan for too long, but this time, he would never be soft-hearted towards him. Thinking of his plan to poison Zhao Ling so badly and use her to deal with him, killing intent flashed in his eyes.
"You are very familiar with that enchanting leader?" Zhao Ling remembered the tone of the two of them when they were talking about each other, and it seemed that the relationship was not an ordinary one.
Being gently embraced by Meng Yuan, she adjusted her position slightly, listening to his strong heartbeat quietly, and suddenly felt a sense of peace.
Meng Yuan's low voice sounded above her head. "The two of us were once brothers of the Mo family."
It's the Mo family again! This Mo family was really talented. Zhao Ling couldn't help being curious about Shandong Mojia. What kind of place was it, even the dignified palace was willing to send its only heir to the door.
"But I see that Yin Zhan seems to hate you to the core. What happened between you two?" Zhao Ling left his embrace and raised her head to ask him. Hearing the king used "once" when talking about their relationship probably meant that the relationship must be broken now.
Thinking of the past, Meng Yuan's eyes dimmed a little. "Does Ling'er know Yin Zhan's background?"
Zhao Ling remembered the source of the Wuji Sect and guessed, "Could it be that he is a descendant of Emperor Zhaowen of the previous dynasty?"
"That's right." Meng Yuan glanced at Zhao Ling with admiration, "Prince Xuan's mansion has a grudge against him, so he naturally hates this king to the core."
It turned out that Yin Zhan was an orphan from the previous dynasty! Things in this world were often so coincidental.
When the Emperor Taizu of the Dasheng Dynasty destroyed the previous Wuji dynasty, the infant prince survived. Fifty years ago, when the second-generation Xuan Wang Meng Baichuan slaughtered the Wuji Sect, there was also the Yin family bloodline that survived, and later gave birth to Yin Zhan.
"What are you going to do now?" Zhao Ling asked him.
"Hmph, this king will definitely make him regret what he did to you." For various reasons, Meng Yuan tolerated Yin Zhan again and again, but this time, Yin Zhan threatened him with Zhao Ling, which was simply a step too far. Thinking of what he did to Zhao Ling, there was a strong murderous look in his eyes.
Zhao Ling frowned slightly. Mr. Misty had seen countless people, and he was right about the king. Beneath Meng Yuan's indifferent appearance, there was indeed an element of violence and bloodthirsty hidden in his nature. If someone touched his bottom line, this kind of violence would erupt.
Worriedly, she patted the back of his hand and called softly, "Meng Yuan."
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Slowly, Meng Yuan turned his body and stretched his hands. As soon as he opened his eyes, he saw Zhao Ling sitting on the edge of the bed, her face flushed red. Thinking that her poison was not cleared, he sat up nervously, and asked anxiously, "Ling'er, are you alright?"
Zhao Ling glanced at him complainingly, and said in her heart. No, I have something to do. It's you who made me humiliated.
Meng Yuan couldn't understand her expression, and he furrowed his brows in puzzlement. He turned around to see Changdong and Situ Gong, and his face sank. "Why are you two here? This king remembers saying that no one is allowed to come in without this king's order."
"Your subordinates deserve to die." Chang Dong and Situ Gong quickly stepped back and pleaded guiltily.
"Since Mr. Situ is here, let's check the princess to see if the poison has been resolved." Meng Yuan just wanted to ask Situ Gong to help Zhao Ling diagnose and treat.
"Rest your mind, my lord. The subordinates have just seen that the poison of the princess has been resolved, and she will recover as long as she rests for a few days." Situ Gong replied.
"That's very good. You can all leave now." He breathed a sigh of relief and said. His tone was much softer after confirming that Zhao Ling was all right.
"Yes, lord. Your subordinates will leave leave now." The two of them stepped back. They walked out the door, looked at each other, and both breathed a sigh of relief.
After Chang Dong and Situ Gong left, Zhao Ling was the only one left in the room.
Zhao Ling looked at Meng Yuan's infatuation, remembering the intimacy between the two last night, and a faint blush climbed up her cheeks.
"Who the hell said that King Xuan was inhumane?" Zhao Ling scolded secretly in her mind, "If you come out, I promise not to kill you."
She straightened her face and coughed lightly. "You... do you want to get up first?"
At this moment, Meng Yuan was reclining lazily on the head of the bed, with loose black hair and disheveled clothes. The whole appearance was casual and sexy, but the eyes that looked at her were infinitely gentle and charming.
The picture was so visually striking that she was afraid that she would not be able to hold it, so she stepped forward and threw him down.
Meng Yuan grabbed her hand and took her into his arms, slender fingers caressing her cheek slowly. "Ling'er, you are so beautiful."
Yan Mo once mentioned in the letter that the princess was healing her face in the Baicaotang. Unexpectedly, his Ling'er became so beautiful.
Nevertheless, he couldn't help scolding Yin Zhan for being wickedly troublesome. Even when her face was scarred, Zhao Ling was still so charming, and now that she had such a beautiful face, he didn't know how many people will covet her in the future.
Seeing the infatuation in Meng Yuan's eyes, Zhao Ling felt that the treatment she had received in Wuji Jiao these past days had made her regain some self-esteem.
"Speaking of which, I would like to thank that enchanting leader." Thinking of Yin Zhan, Zhao Ling felt a little chilly. Such a perfect looking man is a psychopath. This is the same as when she knew that the handsome foreign teaching assistant was a paedophile when she was a younger student.
"Yin Zhan? Mph, this king will not let him go." Mentioning Yin Zhan, Meng Yuan's eyes instantly became cold and severe. He had tolerated Yin Zhan for too long, but this time, he would never be soft-hearted towards him. Thinking of his plan to poison Zhao Ling so badly and use her to deal with him, killing intent flashed in his eyes.
"You are very familiar with that enchanting leader?" Zhao Ling remembered the tone of the two of them when they were talking about each other, and it seemed that the relationship was not an ordinary one.
Being gently embraced by Meng Yuan, she adjusted her position slightly, listening to his strong heartbeat quietly, and suddenly felt a sense of peace.
Meng Yuan's low voice sounded above her head. "The two of us were once brothers of the Mo family."
It's the Mo family again! This Mo family was really talented. Zhao Ling couldn't help being curious about Shandong Mojia. What kind of place was it, even the dignified palace was willing to send its only heir to the door.
"But I see that Yin Zhan seems to hate you to the core. What happened between you two?" Zhao Ling left his embrace and raised her head to ask him. Hearing the king used "once" when talking about their relationship probably meant that the relationship must be broken now.
Thinking of the past, Meng Yuan's eyes dimmed a little. "Does Ling'er know Yin Zhan's background?"
Zhao Ling remembered the source of the Wuji Sect and guessed, "Could it be that he is a descendant of Emperor Zhaowen of the previous dynasty?"
"That's right." Meng Yuan glanced at Zhao Ling with admiration, "Prince Xuan's mansion has a grudge against him, so he naturally hates this king to the core."
It turned out that Yin Zhan was an orphan from the previous dynasty! Things in this world were often so coincidental.
When the Emperor Taizu of the Dasheng Dynasty destroyed the previous Wuji dynasty, the infant prince survived. Fifty years ago, when the second-generation Xuan Wang Meng Baichuan slaughtered the Wuji Sect, there was also the Yin family bloodline that survived, and later gave birth to Yin Zhan.
"What are you going to do now?" Zhao Ling asked him.
"Hmph, this king will definitely make him regret what he did to you." For various reasons, Meng Yuan tolerated Yin Zhan again and again, but this time, Yin Zhan threatened him with Zhao Ling, which was simply a step too far. Thinking of what he did to Zhao Ling, there was a strong murderous look in his eyes.
Zhao Ling frowned slightly. Mr. Misty had seen countless people, and he was right about the king. Beneath Meng Yuan's indifferent appearance, there was indeed an element of violence and bloodthirsty hidden in his nature. If someone touched his bottom line, this kind of violence would erupt.
Worriedly, she patted the back of his hand and called softly, "Meng Yuan."
Slowly, Meng Yuan turned his body and stretched his hands. As soon as he opened his eyes, he saw Zhao Ling sitting on the edge of the bed, her face flushed red. Thinking that her poison was not cleared, he sat up nervously, and asked anxiously, "Ling'er, are you alright?"Zhao Ling glanced at him complainingly, and said in her heart. No, I have something to do. It's you who made me humiliated.Meng Yuan couldn't understand her expression, and he furrowed his brows in puzzlement. He turned around to see Changdong and Situ Gong, and his face sank. "Why are you two here? This king remembers saying that no one is allowed to come in without this king's order.""Your subordinates deserve to die." Chang Dong and Situ Gong quickly stepped back and pleaded guiltily."Since Mr. Situ is here, let's check the princess to see if the poison has been resolved." Meng Yuan just wanted to ask Situ Gong to help Zhao Ling diagnose and treat."Rest your mind, my lord. The subordinates have just seen that the poison of the princess has been resolved, and she will recover as long as she rests for a few days." Situ Gong replied."That's very good. You can all leave now." He breathed a sigh of relief and said. His tone was much softer after confirming that Zhao Ling was all right."Yes, lord. Your subordinates will leave leave now." The two of them stepped back. They walked out the door, looked at each other, and both breathed a sigh of relief.After Chang Dong and Situ Gong left, Zhao Ling was the only one left in the room.Zhao Ling looked at Meng Yuan's infatuation, remembering the intimacy between the two last night, and a faint blush climbed up her cheeks."Who the hell said that King Xuan was inhumane?" Zhao Ling scolded secretly in her mind, "If you come out, I promise not to kill you."She straightened her face and coughed lightly. "You... do you want to get up first?"At this moment, Meng Yuan was reclining lazily on the head of the bed, with loose black hair and disheveled clothes. The whole appearance was casual and sexy, but the eyes that looked at her were infinitely gentle and charming.The picture was so visually striking that she was afraid that she would not be able to hold it, so she stepped forward and threw him down.Meng Yuan grabbed her hand and took her into his arms, slender fingers caressing her cheek slowly. "Ling'er, you are so beautiful."Yan Mo once mentioned in the letter that the princess was healing her face in the Baicaotang. Unexpectedly, his Ling'er became so beautiful.Nevertheless, he couldn't help scolding Yin Zhan for being wickedly troublesome. Even when her face was scarred, Zhao Ling was still so charming, and now that she had such a beautiful face, he didn't know how many people will covet her in the future.Seeing the infatuation in Meng Yuan's eyes, Zhao Ling felt that the treatment she had received in Wuji Jiao these past days had made her regain some self-esteem."Speaking of which, I would like to thank that enchanting leader." Thinking of Yin Zhan, Zhao Ling felt a little chilly. Such a perfect looking man is a psychopath. This is the same as when she knew that the handsome foreign teaching assistant was a paedophile when she was a younger student."Yin Zhan? Mph, this king will not let him go." Mentioning Yin Zhan, Meng Yuan's eyes instantly became cold and severe. He had tolerated Yin Zhan for too long, but this time, he would never be soft-hearted towards him. Thinking of his plan to poison Zhao Ling so badly and use her to deal with him, killing intent flashed in his eyes."You are very familiar with that enchanting leader?" Zhao Ling remembered the tone of the two of them when they were talking about each other, and it seemed that the relationship was not an ordinary one.Being gently embraced by Meng Yuan, she adjusted her position slightly, listening to his strong heartbeat quietly, and suddenly felt a sense of peace.Meng Yuan's low voice sounded above her head. "The two of us were once brothers of the Mo family."It's the Mo family again! This Mo family was really talented. Zhao Ling couldn't help being curious about Shandong Mojia. What kind of place was it, even the dignified palace was willing to send its only heir to the door."But I see that Yin Zhan seems to hate you to the core. What happened between you two?" Zhao Ling left his embrace and raised her head to ask him. Hearing the king used "once" when talking about their relationship probably meant that the relationship must be broken now.Thinking of the past, Meng Yuan's eyes dimmed a little. "Does Ling'er know Yin Zhan's background?"Zhao Ling remembered the source of the Wuji Sect and guessed, "Could it be that he is a descendant of Emperor Zhaowen of the previous dynasty?""That's right." Meng Yuan glanced at Zhao Ling with admiration, "Prince Xuan's mansion has a grudge against him, so he naturally hates this king to the core."It turned out that Yin Zhan was an orphan from the previous dynasty! Things in this world were often so coincidental.When the Emperor Taizu of the Dasheng Dynasty destroyed the previous Wuji dynasty, the infant prince survived. Fifty years ago, when the second-generation Xuan Wang Meng Baichuan slaughtered the Wuji Sect, there was also the Yin family bloodline that survived, and later gave birth to Yin Zhan."What are you going to do now?" Zhao Ling asked him."Hmph, this king will definitely make him regret what he did to you." For various reasons, Meng Yuan tolerated Yin Zhan again and again, but this time, Yin Zhan threatened him with Zhao Ling, which was simply a step too far. Thinking of what he did to Zhao Ling, there was a strong murderous look in his eyes.Zhao Ling frowned slightly. Mr. Misty had seen countless people, and he was right about the king. Beneath Meng Yuan's indifferent appearance, there was indeed an element of violence and bloodthirsty hidden in his nature. If someone touched his bottom line, this kind of violence would erupt.Worriedly, she patted the back of his hand and called softly, "Meng Yuan."
