Young Master Is Being Jealous Again!
Chapter 85: The Wedding between Ling and Du Families is Called Off

Chapter 85: Chapter 85: The Wedding between Ling and Du Families is Called Off

Ling Xiaoxuan looked indifferent, and her gaze at Du Changheng was like looking at a stranger.

No matter what happened between the scholar and the princess in their past lives, the entanglement between Du Changheng and Xiaomei, a member of the adventure and paranormal team, was enough to completely ruin the engagement between the Ling and Du families.

Ling Xiaoxuan’s voice was icy cold, devoid of any emotion, "Du Changheng, I was the one who brought you into the adventure and paranormal team, and I can also take you out today. Your parents are here too, waiting for you at the reception area on Qi Mountain. After we descend the mountain, I will notify my family, and both families can call off the engagement."

"Thank you, thank you Xiaoxuan!"

Du Changheng didn’t hear anything from then on, all he knew was that he could finally leave this hellish place.

Like a drowning person who had just grabbed onto a life-saving plank, he strode toward Ling Xiaoxuan, a weird red light flashing on his face.

The expression on his face was one of expectation for life.

Just as he was about to brush past Qin Ruan, she swung back her hand towards his neck.

Du Changheng’s eyes widened, fear flashing in their depths.

As he slowly turned his head, his lips parted as if to say something but his body fell straight to the ground, completely passed out.

Qin Ruan, who was standing still with her hands hanging at her sides, gave the tightly clenched-fisted Ling Xiaoxuan a reassuring smile.

She then shrugged her shoulders at Lingfeng standing in front of her, and said: "Believe it or not, Du Changheng won’t be killed by you right now. His fate is currently intertwined with my friend’s. I won’t let him die here just like that."

Lingfeng: "If you’re lying to me, won’t I be at a loss?"

Qin Ruan thought for a moment and asked, "After hiding in the deep mountains and old forests for so many years, don’t you want to see what has changed in the outside world over the past few centuries?"

"What do you mean?"

"You can watch him with your own eyes."

Qin Ruan pointed at Du Changheng, who had passed out on the ground, and said as such.

"Okay." Lingfeng couldn’t refuse.

Qin Ruan’s abilities far surpassed hers, and she wielded the Hellfire that could cause utterly destroy Lingfeng.

Such powers were only possessed by the lord of the Netherworld.

Although Lingfeng didn’t understand the true extent of Qin Ruan’s abilities or her identity, the glimpses she had seen so far, led her to conclude that she was no match for Qin Ruan.

Since she couldn’t win, she had no choice but to go along with the plan.

Qin Ruan took a couple of steps forward and extended her hand to Lingfeng.

Lingfeng was puzzled and asked, "What for?"

Qin Ruan: "I want the handkerchief in your hand."

This handkerchief was filled with centuries-old Evil Qi. For Qin Ruan, this was the most significant gain of the night.

However, in order to collect the Evil Qi, she needed to obtain the consent of the handkerchief’s owner.

Lingfeng looked down at the pale handkerchief clutched tightly in her hand.

It was stained with bright red blood, and several different sized maple leaves were embroidered on it, now soaked with blood.

The handkerchief was an object of affection given by Lingfeng to the scholar, and it was embroidered by her.

The day Lingfeng clumsily completed embroidering the handkerchief and gave it to the scholar, they consummated their relationship.

Which in turn led to the ensuing tragedy.

When the princess killed Lingfeng, she tossed the handkerchief next to Lingfeng. With a triumphant and insolent expression, she uttered contemptuous words.

The princess insinuated that Lingfeng had tried to seduce and covet things that did not belong to her.

After her soul was torn from her body, Lingfeng, despite the excruciating pain, managed to take the handkerchief away.

After learning the truth, she tried several times to throw away the handkerchief, but she couldn’t let go because of the hatred in her heart.

She believed that fate had already determined that a day of revenge would come.

After hundreds of years, her enemies reappeared.

Her long-awaited revenge was now obtainable.

Lingfeng, who felt suffocated and heartbroken every time she saw the handkerchief she had held on to for hundreds of years, this time, without any hesitation, handed it to Qin Ruan.