The painting of Jiang Xue merged into the painting, but her painting left Ye Lingtian deeply imprinted in the painting.

“No matter what, your efforts will be rewarded. I will go and persuade Ye Lingtian after I meet him… I believe I can convince him.”

Chapter 92: The downtrodden princess

“What’s your name?”

Because it was inconvenient to use evil magic and because Huang Lingyu was too yellow, Meng Wan led her to an empty path.

“Emperor Lingyu.”

“Well, you’re pretty good looking.”

“Thanks for the compliment.”

In response to Meng Wan’s praise, Huang Lingyu just gave a slight response.

She had heard this kind of thing thousands of times.

“Don’t be so cold. After all, I’m not a bad person. Just treat me as your good friend… or call me sister?”

“elder sister.”

Meng Wan glanced sideways at this neither humble nor arrogant princess and compared her with Huang Fusu in her mind.

Why doesn’t that guy look as mature as his descendants after Baidai?

“The place I’m going to take you to later will have a trainee maid like you, and then there will be a head maid to teach you what to do and how to do it.”

“Who am I to serve?”

“It’s not me anyway~ Do you care?”

“I only care about who that person is and what his character is like.”

“My little sister, you have fallen to this point and you are still thinking about this? So what if he is a man, so what if he is lustful by nature? In the end, you will have to sacrifice yourself for the information in my hands anyway, right?”

Huang Lingyu opened her lips slightly, as if she wanted to refute the words of this strange woman, but she didn’t know how to say it.

“I know you don’t dare to do anything to me, so I can also put forward my own conditions – if he dares to do something to me, I have the right to…”

“Why do you think I, your sister, dare not do anything to you?”

After the words fell, Huang Lingyu felt a palpitation.

It seemed to be the pressure from the legendary demon king. This terrifying evil aura made her almost unable to breathe.

It was not until then that she finally realized that this seemingly ordinary woman was actually a demon cultivator!

Why would Qingyun Sword Sect accept a demon cultivator?

“I…anything, as long as you keep your word.”

“Not bad. You can find the best solution to this situation. Why aren’t you sitting on the throne now?”

“…”

Huang Lingyu closed his mouth, as if he didn’t want to talk to Meng Wan anymore.

She should have thought that all this would not be so easy. The person she had to serve must be the young master of a certain demon sect who was protected by this demon cultivator, right?

I am now in a tiger’s mouth and there is no room for maneuver.

But the good news is that this demon cultivator will most likely keep his promise and tell you the news you want in the end. After all, the Sword God and Painting Saint waiting outside are not ordinary people.

Although there seemed to be two more Tribulation Masters here, and they seemed to be on the same boat, she believed that these two previously unknown Tribulation Masters would not dare to compete with the long-famous Sword God and Painting Saint.

“Oh, this is your clothes. I’ll give it to you now. Don’t wear this piece of clothes that’s wrapped up like a dumpling.”

Meng Wan took out a set of clothes and handed it to Huang Lingyu. Huang Lingyu took the clothes without looking at them carefully, but put them directly into his ring.

“Aren’t you curious about what that dress looks like?”

“No matter what it looks like, I have to wear it eventually, right?”

“That’s right.”

While chatting with Huang Lingyu, Meng Wan instructed Bai Wan and Sikong Yunshao to decorate the princess’ room.

Now the mountainside of Qinglin Peak is almost completely empty, because Yunnan Chu directly dispersed all the disciples of Qinglin Peak on the grounds that the successor to the sect leader needed to go into seclusion and could no longer serve as an elder, and asked them to flee to other mountains that were still short of people.

In simple terms, this place has become Ye Lingtian’s home.

“Well, give her the smallest cave that no one has lived in before – too small? Just ask if you can put a bed in it, okay? If you can, do it quickly, Xiaobai, you don’t want to lose your night life because I confiscated the mirror, right?”

Chapter 93: Wild Ye Lingtian may appear

“Xiao Bai, take her to look around the place first, and then teach her some basics today… I’ll go upstairs and take a look.”

Meng Wan left.

Only Huang Lingyu and Bai Wan, who looked very normal, were left.

Huang Lingyu was very curious about the girl in maid outfit, because she found that this beautiful and outstanding girl did not have any cultivation.

“Your name is Bai Wan, right?”

Huang Lingyu followed behind Bai Wan and asked her this question.

Bai Wan nodded slightly, then continued to lead her along the mountainside.

“You don’t have any cultivation skills. Could it be that you were kidnapped by her?”

You can tell at first glance that this girl is from a good family – damn!

Huang Lingyu suddenly realized that the world was not as beautiful as he had imagined.

Not only are there evil cultivators hiding in the sect protected by the mighty Fengxian, but these evil cultivators are even capable of robbing innocent girls!

After a long time, Huang Lingyu didn’t hear Bai Wan’s response.

Huang Lingyu anxiously walked forward to stand shoulder to shoulder with Bai Wan, then sent a voice message to her:

“Don’t worry, if I use telepathy to talk to you, that woman won’t notice. You can just answer my questions with simple words.”

Then Huang Lingyu talked a lot to Bai Wan, but Bai Wan didn’t say a word.

“After I defeat that traitor, I will come back to rescue you.”

It was not until the end that Huang Lingyu finally discovered that the girl seemed to have lost the ability to speak.

Since there was nothing wrong with her body, the reason she couldn’t speak was most likely because she had suffered a great mental trauma.

What terrible thing had happened to her?

Bai Wan smiled awkwardly and nodded in response to Huang Lingyu, then stood in front of the cave door and opened it.

“Is this where I’m going to live?”

Huang Lingyu thought of many possibilities.

That is, what kind of accommodation will that evil cultivator arrange for himself.

She could accept both good and bad things. The only thing she couldn’t accept was a room that could only accommodate a bed.

But this is what the cave looks like. When you open the door, there is a bed, and the gaps on both sides are probably only enough for her to put her feet down.

After seeing Bai Wan’s affirmative answer, Huang Lingyu suddenly felt powerless.

Can you use the money to buy a room where you can at least live normally? How can you live with just a bed?

After staring at the small room for a while, Huang Lingyu accepted it all.

She took off all the ornaments on her body, including hairpins and earrings, and put them into the ring, then sat on her bed and began to change her clothes.

After seeing what Bai Wan was wearing, she was actually quite accepting of it. Bai Wan was just wearing an ordinary maid outfit.

This type of maid outfit was invented by Fengxian. Legend has it that Fengxian, who had not yet passed the tribulation, had no money to buy healing pills at that time. With nowhere else to go, she went directly to Lizhou and found a large clothing store. She sold the drafts of this style of clothes to them and made a lot of money from it.

This kind of clothes was very popular, which is why it later became a common choice for ordinary women or maids of powerful families.

Huang Lingyu put on the maid outfit little by little under Bai Wan’s gaze. Just when she picked up the skirt of the maid outfit, she finally realized something was wrong.

Is this skirt cut?

She compared the skirt with Bai Wan’s and confirmed this statement.

Bai Wan’s skirts were already knee-length, but hers only reached the middle of her thighs.

If the wind blows, they will all be exposed, right?

Just when Huang Lingyu was feeling upset about this, Bai Wan turned her gaze to the place where Huang Lingyu had not yet put on her skirt.

“Xiaobai, look a little higher.”

“Yes, yes, yes, um, Xiaobai, what do you think of this? If Wei Lianyu hadn’t stood in front of her, the title of the most beautiful woman in Zhongzhou might have fallen directly on her. Not only does she look like Huang Fusu, but she also has a great figure. Master will definitely like her!”

“Bai Wan?”

Bai Wan’s eyes regained clarity, then she blinked and made a questioning expression to Huang Lingyu.

“How many men are there on this mountain?”

There is no way Huang Lingyu would go out wearing this kind of clothes.

If that evil cultivator wanted to humiliate her in this way, she would rather die now.

“No? Not even one?”

After receiving Bai Wan’s reply, Huang Lingyu’s dissatisfaction and anger disappeared, replaced by endless doubts.

She thought there would be at least one man on this mountain, the one she would serve.

It turned out that there was not a single man on the mountain. Could it be that she had to serve a woman?

But why would a woman allow herself to wear such clothes?

There must be something fishy about it…

But at least I don’t have to go out wearing this kind of clothes, and there is also good news, which is that there are no men on this mountain.

Moreover, she could also feel that the mountain had been surrounded by a large formation, which meant that the disciples of the Qingyun Sword Sect could not enter the mountain at all. Even if the elders wanted to enter the mountain, they would be immediately discovered by the people who controlled the formation the moment they stepped in.

“That’s great…”

Just as Huang Lingyu was sighing with relief, a wisp of black mist unconsciously emanated from Meng Wan, who was remotely connected to Bai Wan’s network.

Indeed, it is impossible for any man other than Ye Lingtian to appear on this mountain now, but how can you guarantee that a wild Ye Lingtian will not appear?

“Snapped–!”

Huang Fusu, who was standing beside Meng Wan and looking at her silly smile, stretched out his hand and slapped away the black energy emanating from Meng Wan like slapping a mosquito.

“What bad things are you thinking about?”

“Bad things? How can it be bad? As long as it is good for Master, it can’t be considered a bad thing.”

“Huh? So what are you thinking about?”

Meng Wan turned around and reached out to rub Huang Fusu’s golden head, then said softly:

“You will know later, my dear sister.”