My Unrivaled Princess: I Won’t Mess With You

The two streams of Chi, one aggressive, one defensive, Luo Qianqian felt like she was going through hell.

“Prince Eighth, am I attacking the wrong person?” Master Lingtian knew the other stream Chi was from Murong Yun without asking.

Murong Yun reached out to Luo Qianqian and took her in her chest, sparing her the torture of the most intimidating martial arts “contest”.

Seeing that, Master Lingtian withdrew his strength, “cough cough”, he had already instilled a great deal of Internal Chi to Tong’er on the way to the capital city so now he couldn’t control his strength without feeling the Chi clashing on his chest.

‘Murong Yun definitely lives up to his name.’

Master Lingtian felt more delighted there was a young man like Murong Yun in this country.

“Are you feeling all right?” Murong Yun asked with great concern, he grabbed Luo Qianqian’s wrist and instilled a gentle stream of Internal Chi to her to make her feel better.

Luo Qianqian’s heart was still fluttering with fear, she felt intimidated by how crippling Master Lingtian’s strength was?

Her body would have been shattered into pieces if not for those Body Forming Pills she had taken.

“I’m fine.” Luo Qianqian felt touched seeing how nervous Murong Yun looked.

‘You have saved me again.’

Getting a positive answer from Luo Qianqian, Murong Yun now let go of her wrist.

He held her hand and walked into the room.

“She is?” seeing the way Murong Yun treated her, Master Lingtian asked with great interest.

‘Since when this famous Prince Eighth has taken fancy to a girl? Could those hearsay be true? Is this Prince Eighth really engaged?’

Su Liancheng chimed in cheerfully, “Master, this is my sister-in-law.”

Lin Zimo stood aside and didn’t say anything.

Master Lingtian took a glimpse at the two who were walking towards him hand in hand, a gorgeous man and a beautiful woman, looked like a perfect match.

People always said Prince Eighth was the most gorgeous creature in the whole country, while this girl was not outshone by Prince Eighth, she had a certain ethereal beauty that made her look like a fairy walking out from a painting.

They matched so well, it almost came to a point where they just belonged to each other, if they stood by anyone else, it would look unbecoming.

Hearing what Su Liancheng said, Master Lingtian put on her usual poker face and apologized with indifference, “I’m so sorry, Your Highness.”

Master Lingtian was very well-travelled, he had seen so many stories of beautiful women who brought calamity to the country and people, so he didn’t approve this match, he secretly thought a beauty like Luo Qianqian would only draw trouble.

If Luo Qianqian had found out her master had such a bad first impression of her, she would definitely make a scene.

Luo Qianqian smiled a fawning smile, “I’m so flattered, Master Lingtian, please call me Qianqian.”

“Doctor Lin, didn’t you say you are here for a patient, please don’t mind me here.” Luo Qianqian didn’t want much attention, she dragged Murong Yun to take two seats further down in the room.

Luo Qianqian tried so hard to impress Master Lingtian, so she smiled such a bright smile, which made Murong Yun felt jealous.

‘She has never smiled like that to me!’

But Luo Qianqian didn’t notice the jealousy emanating from the man who was sitting right next to her.

She kept staring at Master Lingtian, ‘wow, is this man really in his forties? But he looks just like twenty something!’

Master Lingtian was wearing an exquisitely designed brocade gown, he was so elegant in every particular gesture and behavior like an orchid tree.

What an elegant man… …

How Luo Qianqian wished she had the honor to be accepted as Master Lingtian’s disciple!

“Quit staring.” suddenly all she could see was a palm.

“Murong Yun, quit it.” Luo Qianqian thought Murong Yun was just being naughty.

“You can only stare at me.” Murong Yun said in a sulking voice.

“What the heck?” Luo Qianqian pushed the palm away and gave him a glare, “I can stare at my future master if I want to.”

Murong Yun rolled his eyes and came up with a new plan.

“I can be your master.”

Luo Qianqian became sassy, she rose from the seat and looked him up and down, “Let’s cure your Frigid Poison first.”

Murong Yun had never wished he were cured as bad as now.

Lin Zimo walked to the patient, the lady was lying in bed, Luo Qianqian couldn’t see what she looked like due to the distance.

Lin Zimo put his fingers on the lady’s delicate wrist, he closed his eyes and felt the impulse carefully.

As he checked the impulse, his eyebrows knit tightly.

Seeing Lin Zimo’s expression, Luo Qianqian knew that boded ill rather than well.

There were so many limitations that couldn’t be transcended in ancient medicine practise, even though as great as Lin Zimo, there were many cases beyond him.

Just like Murong Yun’s Frigid Poison.

But she had purchased an elixir that could prolong people’s life from Xiao Bai, she was pretty confident this lady’s conditions wouldn’t be as intractable as Murong Yun’s.

Luo Qianqian did some math in her heart, she assumed this lady would be in her forties as well, this elixir would prolong her life by twenty years, and twenty years later, they could always resort to other ways.

Lin Zimo withdrew his hand after checking the lady’s impulse, Master Lingtian asked promptly, “How is Tong’er?”

“Master Lingtian, I’m so sorry, her organs will stop functioning within three days, I can only help her to gain one more month.”

Hearing that, Master Lingtian closed his eyes painfully.

“Is that the best outcome?” Master Lingtian asked that question with great efforts.

Lin Zimo shook his head, a surge of powerlessness had seized him, “there is nothing else that I can do.”

This was the second time that the Doctor Lin felt such powerless, this first time was when Murong Yun contracted Frigid Poison.

Murong Yun went through great pain on every full-moon night, but every time he powered through the great pain, and he never asked for sympathy, he was a man of iron will.