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When you're heartbroken, you want to confide in someone; when you're hurt, you want someone to care for you. It's not essential, but if someone cares for and loves you, you have no reason to reject them or dislike them.

However, upon hearing the last sentence, her expression changed drastically, from sunny to cloudy in an instant.

"You saw them while I was unconscious?" The clear voice suddenly rose eight octaves, the weariness on his face vanished instantly, and Feng Xinglie looked up at that handsome face, grinding his teeth fiercely.

Those two haven't returned yet. She assumed they were being kept out by the people he brought, but she never expected that they had met Ling Yuxiang before and must have told him the whole story. This bastard is pretending not to know and 'interrogating' her!

This is outrageous! After all that, while she was nervously worrying that he was being overstimulated, Ling Yuxiang already knew what was going on! And he was even behaving horribly towards her, and... he even spanked her!

Upon thinking about it, Feng Xinglie's face immediately turned from cloudy to gloomy. His mind was boiling and blood rushed, and his eyes turned red! A surge of anger filled his chest, so strong that it felt like it could burst. Feng Xinglie rubbed his fists together and gritted his teeth: "Ling, Yu, Xiang! I think you've been neglected for three days and are now climbing on the roof and tearing off the tiles. You've rebelled!"

Ling Yuxiang broke out in a cold sweat, clearly realizing he had let something slip. However, in his anger, he only wanted to teach this woman who had scared him to death a lesson. He did teach her a lesson quite successfully, but how shrewd was Feng Xinglie? He immediately realized the problem. Clearly, the tables had turned, and now it was his turn to be taught a lesson.

"Lie! Don't go too far! If I die, you'll be a widow!" Ling Yuxiang warned her with teary eyes, knowing there was no way to avoid it.

"Don't worry, he'll be half-dead at most!" Feng Xinglie's face was like a storm, his expression gloomy and calm as he reached out and pinched him hard on the waist.

"Ahhh, good lady, could you be a little gentler? It's fine if you strangle me, but your wounds haven't healed yet. Don't let them reopen."

"I'll die if I have to, so you'll know who's in charge!"

"Oh dear, my dear wife, I know I was wrong. I promise I won't do it again. You are the one in charge."

"I'll teach you to lie to me and yell at me! I'll show you what I'm capable of!"

"Ahhh... Little Miss, you're the best! I would never lie to you..."

"Calling upon your ancestors won't help!"

"Waaah... Lie, I was yours after all. Now I'm a broken flower, and probably no one will want me anymore. How could you be so heartless..."

Judging that Feng Xinglie's anger was nearing its end, Ling Yuxiang, with a pitiful and aggrieved expression, clung to her, gently blowing on her ear and nibbling at her, kissing her soft skin all the way to her chin. Feng Xinglie's anger had already subsided considerably, but now, under his gentle teasing, her body felt a wave of tingling pleasure, her heart softened, and the strength in her hands instantly loosened.

"Hmph!" After venting his dissatisfaction through his nostrils, Feng Xinglie finally showed no signs of further agitation.

"Aren't you angry anymore? I know you must care about me." Ling Yuxiang happily rubbed her soft and lovely lips, the sweet taste making him unable to stop, and never tiring of it.

Ling Yuxiang had never felt such a poisonous infatuation with any woman before, and he never imagined that one day he would be so overjoyed to be close to her, and that every time he kissed her, he would lose control of himself.

Love runs deep; what can take it out? Once something is rooted, even if it is reduced to ashes, it will surely dissolve into the dust.

"Hmm... Okay! Yu Xiang, stop messing around, I'm so tired." Feng Xinglie couldn't help but shudder as the aroused man once again grasped and kneaded her soft breasts. A surge of heat rose throughout her body again. She weakly pushed away Ling Yu Xiang's increasingly aroused body, saying that if this continued, things might escalate into something more serious.

Ling Yuxiang, mindful of her injury, barely suppressed his lust, only to be secretly surprised at how intense his desire for her was. Now, even the mere scent of her body seemed to make him lose his mind.

Sensing his lustful desires, Feng Xinglie cooperated by diverting his attention and asked with a smile, "How did you handle the internal strife in Ling? I remember that Ling Yuhan's empress was also very ambitious. Empress Dowager Xiao Yun must have made some small moves while you were away from the country. Even a centipede with a hundred legs will not die easily."

When this matter was mentioned, Ling Yuxiang's attitude was no longer so relaxed. He sighed heavily and said, "I was frantic with worry when I heard about your disappearance. I immediately ordered the most direct and swift measures to be taken."

Feng Xinglie's brow twitched, and he nestled into his arms to kiss his cheek: "Well done!"

Ling Yuxiang was taken aback: "Don't you think I'm cruel?" With Feng Xinglie's clever mind and the tacit understanding between them, he must have figured out what kind of methods he used. This action actually had a lot of implications, and many innocent people were dragged into it with his words. In fact, he himself felt that his methods this time were too radical.

With a slight smile, Feng Xinglie nuzzled against his neck: "Cruel? I'd be overjoyed to do this for me. What's so cruel about it? How many people at the pinnacle of power are good people? As for their relatives and friends, you can only say they were unlucky. Besides, the current situation in Ling Kingdom needs to be dealt with swiftly. If we drag it out, it might take at least ten or eight years to resolve. Even if you can wait, I can't!"

Feng Xinglie was never a soft-hearted person. She cared about the common people, not the corrupt court officials. Who among those who could rise and fall in the highest officialdom didn't have lives on their hands? Who could be upright, honest, and just? Even the legendary upright officials were nothing more than a wishful thinking.

Everyone is acting in their own self-interest. There is no absolute right or wrong in this world, so why fill the void with good people and constantly think about who is innocent? They are war gods, not the Virgin Mary!

Ling Yuxiang understood these principles, but he was still somewhat sentimental. Hearing Feng Xinglie raise his hand in agreement, his depression vanished, and he felt enlightened. Once again, he couldn't help but gaze at her with burning eyes, placing delicate kisses on her delicate skin, laughing as he kissed her: "Lie, you're so good. There's someone in this world who understands me. Jian Yi is a gift from heaven. How could I not love you? Do you know how grateful I am to heaven for sending you to my side by chance? Meeting you and falling in love with you is the greatest luck of my life."

"It really is the best!" His whole body was soaked in the sweet taste, almost to the point of being sickeningly sweet. Feng Xinglie's face was burning hot, and he stubbornly refused to admit that he was thinking the same thing.

"I'm not lying to you." Ling Yuxiang solemnly kissed her fingertips as if making a vow: "What you said about Yijing'er is also true. From now on, you will be the one in charge. I have now completely laid my cards on the table with my brother. After the affairs of Ling and Qing are settled, I will no longer be the prince of Ling. Niu didn't touch you before because I couldn't give you everything. But from now on, I have nothing but you. I am just your Ling Yuxiang. I give you my heart and soul. If you abandon me after starting something, I will die right here."

Even though he could have predicted what he would do, Feng Xinglie still felt as if he had been punched in the chest. Tears welled up in his eyes, and he hugged his neck, his arms encircling his long, ink-black hair. He closed his bright eyes in a daze and said, "Yu Xiang, from now on, let's never be apart again, okay?"

Ling Yuxiang, who was already impatient, lost all self-control upon hearing her rare and touching words of love. He seized her soft lips and kissed her deeply, his fiery hands hastily untying the hastily draped outer robe over her body and reaching inside to ignite the passion within.

Feng Xinglie was limp and weak in his arms. He let out a few soft moans as a form of resistance, but the hands that were wrapped around his body showed no sign of rejection. His desire was reignited, and he completely forgot that he had just said he was very sleepy.

A mist filled her beautiful, clear black and white eyes. Ling Yuxiang's breathing grew heavier, and a burning heat coursed through his body. Just as he was about to strip off her cumbersome clothes, an embarrassing shout suddenly came from the stone cave.

"Your Highness... there's something going on!"

The feeling of being suddenly interrupted was really unpleasant. The two were stunned at first, but then their minds cleared up instantly. They felt ashamed and looked at each other, their faces flushed.

Damn it! They're not irrational people, when did they become so insatiable? If I hadn't already reached my limit, my irrational behavior would have made me worse than an animal. "Fortunately, your body was already nearing its limit, but I still acted irrationally; I would have been worse than an animal." His breath still caught in his throat. Just now, he had truly forgotten Feng Xinglie's condition. A sense of unease washed over him. He needed to strengthen his self-control. If he had really been too forceful with her just now, and might have left her with health problems, it would have been a huge mistake.

Feng Xinglie leisurely finished dressing, stretched, and smiled, "How come I didn't know I'd become a fragile porcelain doll? Let's go out and see what's going on." Even someone like Ling Yuxiang couldn't control his emotions, which showed the intensity of his love. What could she possibly be unhappy about?

The two emerged from the cave one after the other. Ling Tian, who was guarding outside, approached them, a hint of embarrassment on his face. He bowed and reported, "Several brothers came to inform us that General Qingli and Medicine King encountered a group of people during their patrol. Everyone in that group exuded a murderous aura, and the leader at the front was particularly formidable, as cold as ice. They were moving about on the mountain, seemingly searching for someone. When General Qingli and Medicine King saw them, their faces immediately darkened as they flew over to confront them, talking about something called 'ghost lock.' The group claimed to be from the Heavenly Fiends, but Medicine King and his men refused to give them any face, and a fight broke out without warning. The leader in black was covered in strange hidden weapons; he was incredibly powerful. Even General Qingli and Medicine King, fighting together, couldn't gain the upper hand. Several brothers came to report this when they saw the situation had escalated."

Chaos in Qingqiu Chapter 83: The Leader of the Heavenly Fiends

Upon hearing this, both Feng Xinglie and Ling Yuxiang were surprised.

To be able to fight Yao Tianlin and Qingli without being at a disadvantage, what kind of skill is that?

Yao Tianlin's martial arts skills have almost reached the pinnacle in this era, and Qingli is also a first-class expert on par with the two of them. If such a peak expert and a first-class expert cannot defeat him by joining forces, this person must be too powerful, right?

"Tian Sha?" Feng Xinglie frowned, searching for data from the depths of his memory.

"This used to be a very mysterious assassin organization, rarely exposed in the past hundred years. It seems that they have only started to reappear in the last six months or so. The whereabouts of Liu Wuge, the number one assassin in the world, are always elusive, and Tianyi Pavilion rarely appears in public. In the last six months, this organization has quietly taken over all the big and small business deals. It is said that the success rate is 100%. People in the martial arts world have been spreading the word recently that as long as you can afford it, there is no one they cannot kill. Their tone is even more arrogant than mine."

"More arrogant and conceited than me? I don't believe it!"

The mountain wind was biting, but despite Ling Yuxiang's words, his phoenix eyes were fixed on Feng Xinglie, who looked more and more beautiful in the sunlight, with a look of infatuation. At this moment, no one else, no matter how beautiful, could catch his eye.

"Anyway, no matter how arrogant they are, they don't have even half of your charisma!"

Ling Yuxiang said with pride and certainty, holding Feng Xinglie close, as if he wanted to meld her into his body, afraid that she would suffer any more harm. Her body was still weak at this moment. She was already injured and had been subjected to his intense demands. She could not withstand even a slight cold now!

Seeing him ignoring the people next to him and making such intimate gestures, Feng Xinglie blushed with embarrassment and pushed him away, protesting in a low voice, "Get away from me! You're touching me in broad daylight! You have no manners!"

When Ling Yuxiang saw her unusually adorable appearance, her cheeks flushed and her beauty beyond compare, his heart pounded uncontrollably. He wished she could recover from her injuries immediately so he could cherish her properly again!

He adored her ever-changing charm and allure; every aspect of her was so captivating. Ling Yuxiang was truly blessed to have Feng Xinglie, a fortune earned through countless lifetimes!

"You say I'm unruly? I don't know which little vixen dared to tease me just now. I don't seem to remember. Why don't you tell me?" Suddenly, he lowered his head, bit her ear, blew on it, and teased her with a soft laugh.

"You...you bastard...are you trying to rebel again?" Feng Xinglie's voice was weak, her ears turning red. She patted his shoulder like a little woman, but it didn't hurt at all. She wrapped her soft arms around him, letting him kiss and hug her.

"How could I dare, my wife? I was wrong, don't be angry. I'll punish myself and make it up to you..." Ling Yuxiang was already very familiar with the methods to deal with Feng Xinglie. She was just saying it, but in the end, wasn't he the one who benefited?

The two were so sweet and affectionate that they forgot about everyone else around them. Ling Tian, who was gazing at the sky, finally couldn't help but cough to acknowledge his presence.

"Ahem...bosses, um, General Qing and the others..."

The bond between the two leaders is so deep it's truly touching. Even when the fighting over there is so intense that people are about to die, they can still quickly switch into their own world. This skill is truly beyond the reach of others!

Both Feng Xinglie and Ling Yuxiang felt ashamed. Ling Yuxiang hurriedly picked up Feng Xinglie and leaped away as if fleeing for his life. He was already several feet away, his martial arts so profound that he didn't even stir up a wisp of wind.

Ling Tian sighed again. The prince was truly capable; he knew where it was without even asking for directions, but…

He blinked in confusion. Had he seen wrong? Why did it look like the other way around?

By the time Feng Xinglie and Ling Yuxiang finally arrived at the scene after going around in circles, the daylilies were already half-cold.

Several figures in black lay on the ground, while others who were still able to move watched the three figures fighting nervously. Most of the thousand men that Ling Yuxiang had brought had gathered together and surrounded them. Outnumbered, the men in black were all top-notch experts. Their eyes, which had been sharp and fierce before, were now somewhat dejected.

As Feng Xinglie and Ling Yuxiang walked forward, they saw Yao Tianlin and Qingli, one dressed in flowing black robes and the other in flowing blue robes, fighting against another person dressed in tight black clothing and wearing a mask.

"Your Highness." Seeing the two arrive, Ling hurriedly stepped forward to greet them, "Princess Consort." Although the last sentence was spoken softly, it was done willingly, though the tone was inexplicably strange.

Feng Xinglie was speechless for a moment. The change in address was too fast. Ling Yuxiang was a scoundrel, and his subordinates seemed to be just as scoundrels, so eager to acknowledge this princess as if they were afraid she would run away. Thinking of this, he couldn't help but laugh again. He had been Ling Yuxiang's free wife once, but he never expected it to become real now. It was just too strange.

"What exactly is going on?" Ling Yuxiang raised an eyebrow and asked the three people who were fighting fiercely and had no time to pay attention to their surroundings. At this moment, every move of the three people was full of killing intent, and the situation was not optimistic. He was puzzled. Neither of them were impulsive people, so why would they fight to the death with this so-called Heavenly Fiend Organization for no reason?

Ling Ke's spirits lifted: "I'm not entirely sure either. When I arrived, they were already fighting. I only heard from a few brothers that the Medicine King and General Qing angrily questioned this man, asking if they had sent someone to use the Dragon Beard Lock. Then, they started fighting without a word. The man and General Qing agreed that after the fight was over, they could do whatever they wanted with him. He was extremely arrogant, claiming he could take on both of them. At first, we just thought he was overestimating himself, but who knew this fight would last until now?"

"Your subordinates could only order the surrounding of these people. Without Your Highness's orders, we could not act rashly. Neither the Medicine King nor General Qing ordered us to help, so we fought alone."

Dragon Beard Lock? Ling Yuxiang's face instantly darkened. If he didn't react when the Dragon Beard Lock was mentioned, then something was definitely wrong. It was this thing that had injured Feng Xinglie so badly. If these people really went to assassinate Feng Xinglie, then he would have lost his mind too!

Even he could only stare at them helplessly. Two people ganging up on one person required help from others. How could they swallow this insult? Although Ling Yuxiang was burning with anger, he didn't go up to help out. He just stood there and watched from afar.

The leader of the Fiends was small in stature but exceptionally agile, like a black cheetah always brimming with power. Every move he made was extremely fierce, filled with intense killing intent. All creatures that came near him seemed to be frozen stiff by his icy aura. A few sharp glints flashed in his dark and deep cold eyes, like a demon from hell.

He wielded a gleaming, jet-black dagger, moving with astonishing speed. Each swing left a black afterimage in the air, sending chills down the spines of anyone who watched from afar. His shoulders, calves, and even his abdomen were tightly bound with all sorts of strange pouches, from which fine silver threads occasionally emerged, making his opponents, Yao Tianlin and his companion, extremely troublesome.

He was quick-witted and attentive, his deep, cold eyes constantly surveying the surrounding terrain. He was as agile as an eel, never directly confronting the palm and finger strikes of Yao Tianlin and his companion, and never falling into a blind spot. He conserved every bit of strength he used, demonstrating an astonishing level of combat experience.

"What a strange martial arts style!" Ling Yuxiang exclaimed in surprise, his brows furrowed. The man's moves were ruthless, a completely reckless fighting style, almost entirely using insidious moves that would cause mutual destruction, which made Yao Tianlin and the other man furious.

A burst of black light flashed, and steel needles with extremely strong piercing power suddenly shot out from the chest and abdomen of the man who had been forced into the corner. Yao Tianlin and Qingli, who had already pressed in front of him, had no choice but to turn and leap away.

The steel needle fell to the ground and stuck in a patch of green grass. The patches of green that touched the black needle instantly emitted wisps of foul-smelling black smoke. In the blink of an eye, the grass withered and turned black, with only the steel needle, still gleaming with a strange silver light, lying quietly in it.

Even though the four men were all seasoned veterans of life and death, they couldn't help but feel a shiver run down their spines and break out in a cold sweat, their hearts pounding with fear at the sight of such a powerful hidden weapon.

“Brother Yao and Brother Qing are not inferior to him in martial arts, but this man has too many strange things on him. What kind of nonsense is this!” Ling Yuxiang frowned and whispered, but found that Feng Xinglie in his arms was staring intently at the scene, his body stiff as a wooden block, completely dazed, and seemed not to have heard what he was saying.

Ling Yuxiang assumed that Feng Xinglie's injuries had flared up, and couldn't help but feel anxious. He put his arm around her shoulder and asked with concern, "Lie, what's wrong?"

Feng Xinglie did not answer. The situation had already changed. The leader of the Heavenly Fiends suddenly drew a gleaming, terrifyingly metallic-looking object from the pockets on either side of his body. With a burst of powerful force, he shot it out as the two men landed! Immediately afterward, he charged forward at lightning speed, his speed increasing several times in an instant. The chillingly dark dagger, carrying an overwhelming killing intent, rushed towards them!

Yao Tianlin and Qingli saw it clearly and recognized the two things rushing towards them at a glance. At the same time, they gritted their teeth and roared, "Dragon Beard Chains! It really is you!"

The black-clad leader of the Heavenly Fiends let out a series of strange laughs from beneath his mask. Without answering, he maintained excellent balance with his rapid steps and ruthlessly threw out his dagger while the two were in a flustered state!

Knowing the danger, Qingli and her companion dared not meet the two dragon whisker chains head-on. They tried to pry the object away, but the dark blue dagger arrived almost instantly!

The two men were startled. They realized this man had been concealing his true strength all along! He hadn't easily revealed his speed, maintaining a precarious balance of power while barely holding on, all in preparation for a fatal blow! He had even left them no chance to turn the tables! This ruthless and sinister intention enraged the two men. They steeled themselves and prepared to use their hands to block the chains, determined to teach this man a lesson, even if it meant losing a hand!

"Don't fight to the death! Get back!" A sharp shout came from a leisurely tone, and another dark blue dagger emerged from the side. With a swift and tricky flick, the two dragon whisker ropes were immediately sent flying into the grass, making a series of sparse metallic clanging sounds.

"Lie!" Ling Yuxiang called out worriedly. Feng Xinglie's expression had been strange, and she ignored him, making him extremely distressed, anxious, and helpless. At this moment, she suddenly rushed out again, and he didn't know why she did this.

"Xing Lie!" Qing Li and Yao Tianlin were even more anxious. The leader of the Heavenly Fiend was extremely difficult to deal with, and the two of them had to be extra careful. They were afraid that something might happen to Feng Xing Lie. They didn't care about saving face anymore and were about to fly up with a flick of their palms.

"Shut up! Get down when I tell you to! Anyone who dares to take a step forward, I'll kick their butt in a minute!" Feng Xinglie's clear voice snapped. If you could see her expression, you'd know she was beaming with delight, her eyes full of surprise and uncertainty. Suddenly, the dagger in her hand took a strange turn at her wrist, her limbs tucked together in mid-air, and she abruptly swung her sword, using centrifugal force to increase the speed of her swing. A streak of black light flashed through the air, creating a bright shadow, and clashed with the dagger of the Heavenly Fiend Daoist with a 'clang!', producing a melodious sound.

Their identical moves were like mirror images; if Feng Xinglie hadn't been slightly slower, and if their attire hadn't been completely different, one would have wondered if it was their bodies and shadows clashing.

Ling Yuxiang was stunned, and Qingli and the other two involuntarily stopped fighting. If these extremely similar moves couldn't make them think of something, then the three of them wouldn't deserve to be called heroes! In an instant, their eyes widened, and they exchanged glances with a mixture of surprise and uncertainty. A thought flashed through their minds at the same time: Could these two be...?

Feng Xinglie beamed with excitement, overjoyed, for she was now completely certain!

With a steady landing, the leader of the Heavenly Fiends, dressed in a tight-fitting outfit, also stopped in place, his eyes gleaming. Their gazes met in mid-air, instantly sparking endless flames!

"How could it be you?"