Chapter 2711 The Mad City Lord's Love-Hate Relationship 33

As evening fell, news spread throughout the palace and beyond that Jin Chen had accompanied Princess Chi Yin on a half-day tour of the Imperial Garden.

Amidst the undercurrents of various factions, everyone is speculating whether this disciple of the Divination Sect, who has suddenly appeared and won the princess's favor, will truly become the emperor's son-in-law.

As night fell, Jin Chen was arranged to rest in a secluded side hall not far from the Princess's Palace.

The moonlight, as clear as water, streamed into the palace through the carved window lattices.

Jin Chen lay on the couch, breathing steadily. The candlelight in the hall flickered, almost going out.

Suddenly, the candlelight flickered violently.

A crimson figure appeared at the head of the bed like a ghost.

Yin Chaosheng, dressed in his usual floor-length red robe and with his black hair flowing freely, stood in the shadows of the candlelight, his stunning face shrouded in a gloomy and malevolent aura. His scarlet pupils were fixed on Jin Chen, who seemed completely unguarded on the couch, his expression complex and unreadable.

Anger, resentment, and a near-desperate possessiveness.

"Jin Chen..."

Yin Chaosheng muttered to himself, his red lips parting and closing as he slowly approached the bed. He leaned forward slightly, and his long, jade-like fingers quietly transformed into bare white bones, gripping Jin Chen's neck with a force strong enough to crush an ordinary person's throat.

Just as the fingertips were about to touch the skin, the person on the bed suddenly opened their eyes. There was no sleepiness in their eyes, only a lazy smile.

Jin Chen raised his hand and easily parried the deadly white bone ghost claw. Then, with a flick of his wrist, he wrapped his arms around Yin Chaosheng's supple waist and pulled the ghost king, who exuded a chilling aura, into his embrace.

Jin Chen pressed him down onto the soft inner side of the bed, turned his head to avoid his hand that reached out again, chuckled and planted a kiss on the corner of his lips, his eyes lazily narrowing.

"Lord of the city, I have been waiting for you for a long time."

Yin Chaosheng was pinned down by him. After struggling for a while to no avail, he simply gave up and coldly stared at him with his bewitching eyes. His bright red lips were pressed into a straight line, and his tone was so sour that it could drip juice.

"You still dare to kiss me?"

Jin Chen chuckled softly, brushing aside the stray black hairs on his cheek with her fingertips, her tone tinged with a hint of mockery, "Why wouldn't I dare? I've been thinking about it day and night, longing for the day I can reunite with the City Lord and sleep in the same bed with him."

"Damn it!"

Yin Chaosheng had never seen such a heartless person. He was flirting with the princess during the day, yet at night he could say such sweet words to him without batting an eye.

His eyes reddened slightly. "So what do you do during the day? Stroll in the garden, admire the flowers, and discuss marriage!"

Jin Chen found it somewhat amusing and gently pinched Yin Chaosheng's cool earlobe. "Who am I accompanying? Aren't I taking a walk with you, my princess?"

Yin Chaosheng froze, his pupils suddenly contracted, and he stared blankly at Jin Chen, momentarily at a loss.

"You...you know everything?"

"They dug a hole for me to fall into, and then they turn around and get jealous of me."

Jin Chen's palm landed on his back, gently stroking it again and again. "Yin Chaosheng, you're being unreasonable."

Yin Chaosheng moved his lips, wanting to refute, but was speechless for a moment.

All the words of accusation they had prepared stuck in their throats.

"You knew all along that I was Princess Chiyin." His voice lowered.

"Hmm," Jin Chen responded, then added, "But I truly didn't expect that you were actually..."

"Don't mention it!"

Yin Chaosheng buried his face in Jin Chen's neck, "I don't want to be a princess either."

He glanced at Jin Chen, his eyes hazy, "If it weren't for the fact that I could find you in the mortal world with a legitimate reason, I would never set foot in this disgusting palace again."

In his words, however, he never mentioned why he, being a man, was not a prince but a princess.

Jin Chen didn't ask. Her eyes flickered slightly, and she hugged the cold body in her arms even tighter. She gently patted his back and whispered like she was coaxing a child, "Alright, if you don't want to talk about it, then we won't."

Yin Chaosheng hummed softly in his arms, feeling somewhat comforted.

But his temperament was inherently unpredictable and moody, and his earlier feelings of grievance and vulnerability were quickly replaced by his own.

Yin Chaosheng suddenly curled his lips, looked up at Jin Chen, and happily hugged his neck. His smile was strangely cheerful, yet cold and cruel.

"Jin Chen, do you know that I came here tonight intending to imprison you in the Ghost City, so that you may never escape?"

He extended his tongue and gently licked Jin Chen's cheek, his voice as alluring as silk, "I truly believed that you were so heartless that you deserved to die."

In the end, however, he couldn't bring himself to do it.

Yin Chaosheng gazed quietly into Jin Chen's eyes, then leaned forward and kissed her warm lips. He then lay down on Jin Chen's chest, his voice as soft as a dream.

"Jinchen...you are somewhat sincere towards me, aren't you?"

Jin Chen raised her hand, picked up a strand of Yin Chaosheng's cool and smooth black hair, and played with it by twirling it between her fingertips. Then she pulled her arm around him and embraced the ghost king who was sometimes crazy and sometimes fragile.

He kissed the top of the other's head, which exuded a cool fragrance, and said, "My feelings for you are more than just a little bit sincere."

[The villain's darkening value is detected -20, totaling 56! 】

Outside the palace, the moonlight grew even stronger.

Inside the hall, the candlelight crackled softly, illuminating the figures of a human and a ghost embracing each other.

Amidst the eeriness, there was a strange sense of tenderness and tranquility.

-

The next morning, as dawn broke.

After receiving the summons, Chu Jiushan and his companions cautiously stepped into the hall.

After a night of fermentation, rumors about Jin Chen and Princess Chi Yin had already spread like wildfire throughout the palace.

They were also very anxious and eager to find Jin Chen to get to the bottom of things.

Jin Chen had already gotten up and was sitting in a rosewood armchair by the window, leisurely sipping a cup of tea. When he saw them come in, he nodded and said, "Sit down. Did you come to see me so early because it's urgent?"

"Senior brother!" Chu Jiushan, the most impatient of all, stepped forward curiously, "It's all over the place! They're saying that the princess... you know, nothing happened, right?"

Liu Shuoyue said solemnly, “Brother Jin, this matter is strange. Princess Chiyin has been in a coma for five years and suddenly woke up, and she specifically asked to see you... I'm afraid the Imperial Preceptor will not sit idly by and will definitely take some action.”

Zang Huai'an echoed in a deep voice, "That's right. Royal affairs are all interconnected, and Brother Jin needs to make plans as soon as possible."

Jin Chen put down her teacup and was about to speak when the sound of a skirt trailing on the ground came from inside, accompanied by unhurried footsteps.

Upon hearing the sound, all four turned their heads to look.

The beaded curtain leading to the inner room was gently lifted, and a figure dressed in magnificent palace attire slowly emerged.

She was still veiled, concealing most of her face, revealing only a pair of eyes that seemed to be intoxicated yet not sober, shimmering with a beautiful and eerie light, with pearls and jade swaying gently.

Chu Jiushan and his three companions froze on the spot, not daring to breathe, and quickly bowed in respect.

"See Your Highness the Princess!"

Yin Chaosheng's gaze swept lightly over them, and his interest was piqued.

Without stopping, he walked straight to Jin Chen, who was sitting calmly by the window.

Under the astonished and uncertain gazes of the four, Yin Chaosheng stretched out his fingers, covered with cool nail guards, hooked them around Jin Chen's chin, and kissed Jin Chen's cheek through the thin, gossamer-like veil.

“Young Master Jin,” he straightened up, his lazy voice coming through the veil, “I have made up my mind to ask the Emperor for a marriage decree soon. You… just stay in the palace and prepare to be the Prince Consort.”

After speaking, Yin Chaosheng left the side hall with a graceful air, surrounded by palace servants.

The palace doors were gently closed.

Inside the side hall, there was a deathly silence.

Chu Jiushan and the other three were frozen in place, as if under a spell, maintaining their bowing posture, their expressions a fascinating mix of emotions.

Several breaths passed before Chu Jiushan suddenly straightened up, pointed at the tightly closed palace door, then at the calm-looking Jin Chen, his mouth opening and closing repeatedly.

"Are you serious, Senior Brother?! She...she...she kissed you? And she wants to marry you?! What about the City Lord?! You...you..."

Chu Jiushan was so anxious that he scratched his head and spoke incoherently.

Liu Shuoyue slowly straightened up, and a rare, extremely complex expression appeared on her usually aloof face.

She looked at Jin Chen, hesitant to speak.

Zang Huai'an sighed heavily, rubbed his temples, and complained of a headache.

Blackwing, who is the most straightforward, seemed to have his beliefs greatly impacted.

He stomped his foot abruptly, slamming his fist into his palm, and cried out in anguish, "Brother Jin! That city lord... that princess... oh dear!"

"This is outrageous! It's utterly absurd!"

Blackwing's face turned completely red, and he could only shake his head repeatedly.

Jinchen: "..."

[His reputation, shattered in an instant.] Zero sighed.