After I transmigrated, the cold king clung to me every day.

Chapter 75: Prince Murong Lin Makes His Debut

Tears streamed down Murong Lin's face as she ran desperately, as if trying to leave all her despair and sorrow behind. The wind howled in her ears, but it couldn't dispel the gloom in her heart. She ran so fast that she had no time to pay attention to the road ahead. Suddenly, she bumped straight into someone. Looking up, she saw it was none other than the arrogant and domineering Third Prince, Murong Lin.

"Lin'er~ What happened to you?" The Third Prince Murong Lin frowned instantly, his eyes filled with tenderness and worry. He stepped forward urgently, gently placing his hands on the Eighth Princess's shoulders, carefully examining the tear-streaked face. His voice trembled slightly, "Tell your third brother, who is so bold as to bully you? Your third brother will not let him off easily!"

Murong Lin was already sobbing uncontrollably, her appearance like a pear blossom ravaged by a sudden spring rain, tears streaming down her face like a burst dam. She swayed and threw herself into Murong Lin's arms, clutching his clothes tightly with both hands, "Third Brother~" This call was full of endless grievances and dependence, like a wounded fledgling bird finding a warm nest.

Murong Lin held her tightly in his arms, his chin resting lightly on the top of her head, creating a peaceful haven for her with his embrace. It was as if as long as he was there, he could shield her from all the storms and harms of the world. The deep affection between the siblings was fully expressed in this silent embrace.

Su Jinran chased after them anxiously, but the sight of Murong Lin and Murong Lin embracing before him struck him like a thunderbolt, his heart instantly filled with an indescribable bitterness. His feet felt as if countless nails were deeply embedded in them, each step accompanied by excruciating pain, allowing him to move towards them with extreme slowness and difficulty.

Murong Lin, holding Murong Lin in his arms, keenly noticed Su Jinran approaching. He looked up and saw the complex expression on Su Jinran's face; the conflicted and pained look instantly gave him a clue. Murong Lin gently released Murong Lin, his posture upright, his steps carrying an innate domineering aura, and walked straight towards Su Jinran. Before Su Jinran could react, he suddenly threw a punch, the wind whistling through the air. Su Jinran couldn't dodge in time and was struck by the powerful blow, falling backward to the ground, kicking up a cloud of dust.

Although Murong Lin harbored deep hatred for Su Jinran, seeing him beaten in such a wretched state still made her heart clench. Without hesitation, she rushed forward, grabbing Murong Lin's arm tightly with both hands to stop him from taking any further action. "Third Brother, no!" Her voice trembled with anxiety.

Murong Lin's eyes widened in fury, like an enraged lion. He rained down punches, each one fueled by his rage, and cursed, "Su Jinran, you despicable and shameless beast! How could you have made such solemn promises to me before? Now you've hurt Lin'er so badly that she's crying her eyes out!"

Su Jinran was like a puppet who had lost its soul, neither dodging nor avoiding, letting the fists rain down on her like a storm. Her body swayed and trembled with each blow, but she never uttered a sound.

Murong Lin, heartbroken and with tears streaming down her face, cried out hoarsely, "Third Brother, please stop! This was all my own choice, it has nothing to do with him! Third Brother, stop!" She lunged forward, grabbing Murong Lin's wildly swinging arms and pulling him away with all her might. Then, she hurriedly turned and helped Su Jinran up. Su Jinran's face was ashen, her eyes empty and lifeless, as if all the light of life had vanished. Her body was limp and powerless, and she seemed oblivious to everything around her, only filled with despair and helplessness, as if she were trapped in an endless abyss of darkness, devoid of any will to live or the strength to resist.

At this moment, Lin Qianqian, Murong Feng, and Shen Wanqing rushed over and witnessed the chaotic and heartbreaking scene before them. They were all stunned and stood there, their faces filled with shock and helplessness. Their eyes darted between the three of them, unsure of what to do or how to resolve the tense and grief-stricken situation.