Yue Yao admired her mistress more are more, and now rejoiced that she made the correct decision back then. She looked towards Mo Qingli, a great deal of pride visible in her eyes. However, there was one question inside her heart that remained unresolved.

“Princess.”

“Hmm?”

“Why did you stab the Eldest Princess’s left eye?”

Mo Qingli looked at the now unconscious Leng Hanling, her eyebrows furrowing, on her face an extremely serious expression. However, she still responded to Yue Yao’s question. “Because, I wanted her to experience the pain of others ridiculing her, This is the best way.”

When Yue Yao heard this, she felt an even greater deal of respect. Sure enough, the princess really thought profoundly and deeply, she really was amazing, ah! Now that her question had been answered, Yue Yao carried Leng Hanling on her back, walking with Mo Qingli back to her residence.

“Place him on the bed, and then leave.”

What? Didn’t the princess just get revenge for Advisor Feng? Could it be that she now fancied another man? But he was still injured! Yue Yao stared at Mo Qingli, her face filled with bewilderment.

Mo Qingli helplessly placed a hand on her forehead, but was too lazy to explain. After Yue Yao had left, she stood in front of the bed, carefully sizing up Leng Hanling. His originally seductive red eyes were tightly closed, and his eyelashes fluttered slightly. Furthermore, his originally snow white complexion was now extremely wan and sickly.

If it was said why Mo Qingli had wanted to bring him back, was it because he was beautiful? Of course not. Mo Qingli had felt a demonic air on his body. From the first time he had appeared, Mo Qingli had felt the extremely strong demonic air, although this demonic air seemed as if it had been greatly wounded, which is probably why humans had been able to capture him.

“What are you laughing at?” The just awake Leng Hanling saw Mo Qingli smiling at him. From his perspective, it looked like she was mocking him.

Mo Qingli bent down. When she was about an inch from Leng Hanling she stopped, blowing a breath onto Leng Hanling’s cheek. Indifferently, she said, “I’m laughing at the fact that a demon like you is so useless, to the point of unexpectedly being captured by mortals and being sold to a brothel to be a prost.i.tute! Hahaha!”

Before Leng Hanling could get angry, Mo Qingli hurriedly retreated, laughing as she asked him, “Say it, what’s your reason for coming to the mortal world?”

Your mother, what reason would someone like me need to go to the mortal world, if it weren’t for that d.a.m.ned Mu Tianlang, how would I have fallen into the hands of that crowd of petty humans. Wait, how did she know that I was a demon?

Leng Hanling’s demonic red pupils carefully scrutinized Mo Qingli. Just as he tried to sit up, however, unexpectedly his wound began to ache painfully, to the point that he couldn’t resist anymore and sank back into the bed. Furrowing his eyebrows, his tightly bit his pale lips, droplets of sweat forming on his forehead.

Inside Mo Qingli’s eyes a flash of worry appeared. Walking back to the bed, she raised her hands and supported Leng Hanling’s shoulder wound, gold qi condensing on her palm. After a while, the wound began to return back to its original state, Leng Hanling watching his shoulder heal.

Having used too much spirit power, Mo Qingli was unable to endure and fell onto the bed weakly, on her wan face small droplets of sweat forming.

Leng Hanling narrowed his eyes, unable to process the current situation. What kind of ability did this woman have? Having returned to his original strength Leng Hanling one-handedly grabbed Mo Qingli’s chin, his dark red eyes intensely staring at her. “Who exactly are you?”

“Is this how you talk to the person who saved your life?” Her weak voice was filled with a little bit of anger. Mo Qingli felt a great deal of gloominess; what kind of demon was this, he really didn’t know what was good for him! If it weren’t for me, you would have been long dead!