Zi Lingling patted her muddled head with force and sat up again.
Gazing at the moonlight outside the window, she gave a wry smile, "You're poisoned!"
Yes, she was poisoned!
The name of that poison was Ye Lingyuan.
Cultivation? Absent-minded!
Sleep? Unable to sleep!
Zi Lingling tossed and turned like this several times until daybreak, when she finally fell into a hazy slumber. Sudan Novel Network.
She slept until noon, only to be woken by a hurried knocking.
"Miss, wake up quickly, something terrible has happened..."
Normally, Xue Ying, as Zi Lingling's personal maid, could have entered the room without knocking.
This was because the door to the boudoir was usually not bolted.
To guard against thieves?
No need!
The formation outside Zixin Pavilion was sufficient.
However, Zi Lingling, in her shame and annoyance last night, had bolted the door as a reflexive action to avoid Ye Lingyuan.
Of course, bolting the door was useless, as a certain prince seemed to prefer entering through the window.
But this posed a problem for Xue Ying.
She had come in the morning and tried to push the door, only to find it wouldn't budge.
Although Xue Ying didn't know Zi Lingling had been sleepless last night, she didn't disturb her rest since the door was locked.
So, she cleaned Zixin Pavilion and went off to cultivate on her own.
It wasn't until just now that someone from the Elder Council came with a message.
The content of the message had Xue Ying's soul half-scattered with fright.
Zi Lingling opened her eyes, got up, and opened the door, saying speechlessly, "Xue Ying, what are you rushing about for!"
Seeing her groggy appearance, Xue Ying asked with concern, "Miss, are you alright?"
Zi Lingling rolled her eyes and said, "I'm fine, aren't I? What could possibly be wrong!"
Xue Ying scratched the back of her head, looking a bit embarrassed.
It seemed she had disturbed her young lady's pleasant dreams.
"It's good that you're alright, good that you're alright. Miss, you didn't come out all morning, you nearly scared me to death!"
Zi Lingling blinked, looked out the window, and realized the sunlight was already blinding.
She asked uncertainly, "What time is it?"
Xue Ying smiled and said, "Miss, have you fallen asleep in a daze? Isn't it noon now?"
Noon?
Zi Lingling was secretly surprised.
Although she remembered falling asleep at dawn due to insomnia last night.
She hadn't expected that after just a brief nap, it would already be noon.
Beauty leads to ruin! Beauty leads to ruin!
Damn Ye Lingyuan! It's all your fault!
Zi Lingling cursed the prince in her heart with all her might.
At that moment, Ye Lingyuan, sitting in the Purple family's reception hall, involuntarily sneezed several times.
He raised an eyebrow, then smiled.
Zi Lingling finished her curses, washed her face, and then asked, "Xue Ying, what were you rushing to tell me just now?"
Xue Ying froze, patted her forehead, and exclaimed, "Oh my, what a brain I have, how could I forget the important matter!"
After entering the room, she had been so worried about Zi Lingling that she had completely forgotten about it.
Recalling the message from the Elder Council's attendant, Xue Ying's voice began to tremble, "Miss, something terrible has happened, the Elder Council just now..."
Zi Lingling put down the face towel in her hand, sat in front of the mirror, and said unhurriedly, "Don't rush, come help me comb my hair first."
It wasn't that Zi Lingling liked being served, but rather that the ancient hairstyles were simply...
To think that she, a master poison doctor with nimble hands that had saved countless lives, was now rendered stiff by these hairstyles, it was utterly exasperating.
Xue Ying, helpless, picked up a comb from the dressing table and began to comb Zi Lingling's hair.
However, due to her distraction, her movements were filled with mistakes, resulting in a perfectly good "Nine Immortal Buns" hairstyle being made messy.
Zi Lingling said in exasperation, "Never mind, you tell me first, and then you can re-comb it for me after."
Xue Ying's hand froze for a moment and said, "Miss, the attendant from the Elder Council just now came to deliver a message, saying... saying... saying..."
Zi Lingling frowned and asked, "Saying what?"
Xue Ying took a deep breath, forced herself to calm down, and said, "The attendant said that the King of Hell's palace has come to propose marriage!"
However, although her voice trembled subtly, there was an undeniable hint of tears in it.
The King of Hell of Tianqi, ruthless and heartless, anyone who came close to him would bleed dry and turn into a withered corpse.
Therefore, when Xue Ying heard that the King of Hell's palace was proposing marriage, and the recipient was her young lady, her soul nearly left her body.
Her young lady was already suffering enough; she didn't want her young lady to marry the King of Hell and become a dried husk.
Zi Lingling was stunned for a moment.
She hadn't expected Ye Lingyuan to actually come and propose.
But it was just a proposal, why was Xue Ying on the verge of tears?
She said speechlessly, "Xue Ying, it's just a proposal, do you have to be like this?"
Xue Ying looked at her young lady's nonchalant demeanor and asked with worry, "Miss, aren't you afraid?"
Zi Lingling asked in bewilderment, "What is there to be afraid of?"
A tear from Xue Ying fell to the ground with a plop, "Miss, His Highness the King of Hell is not a suitable match! Rumor has it..."
"Rumor has it he drinks human blood and kills like a madman?"
Zi Lingling interrupted her rudely.
Xue Ying nodded, "Mhm, mhm, mhm!"
Zi Lingling smiled and comforted her, "Xue Ying, don't worry, your young lady is different. Have you forgotten the bowl of ginseng soup from last night?"
Xue Ying then remembered that the ginseng soup she had prepared for her young lady last night had been intercepted by Ye Lingyuan.
She had wanted to object at the time, but upon meeting Ye Lingyuan's commanding gaze, she had inexplicably handed him the soup.
Later... later...
She saw Ye Lingyuan gently blowing on the soup, and then she was somehow driven out.
From this, it seemed that Ye Lingyuan really treated her young lady differently!
Furthermore, Ye Lingyuan had been acting intimately with her young lady on the training grounds yesterday.
Thinking of this, Xue Ying's worry faded by more than half.
"Miss, His Highness the King of Hell marrying you, he's not really going to drink your blood, is he?"
"Heh, my blood isn't that easy to drink!"
"Miss, His Highness the King of Hell likes you, doesn't he?"
Zi Lingling smiled faintly and remained silent.
How could Xue Ying not understand?
She burst into tears and laughter, and began to comb Zi Lingling's hair with seriousness.
By the time Zi Lingling appeared in the Purple family's reception hall, it was already close to Wei Shi.
Ye Lingyuan sat there calmly, the tea on the table having been replaced cup after cup.
The faces of the four elders were somewhat grim.
After all, they had been sitting on pins and needles, under the oppressive aura of His Highness, nervously accompanying him for over an hour.
The key point was that Ye Lingyuan's aura was too powerful, making it difficult for them to breathe.
If Zi Lingling didn't appear soon, they would become the elders in Purple family history who died of suffocation.
Seeing Zi Lingling enter, the four elders finally breathed a sigh of relief.
They all stood up together, revealing a smile that was more forced than a cry, and said, "Welcome, Family Head!"