Cold King’s Dominating Love, Genius Medical Consort

Long Xiaoyu gently lifted Mu Ziling who had fallen into a deep sleep, and asked her to sit upright in a cross-legged position.

Afterwards, Long Xiaoyu also sat cross-legged facing Mu Ziling, with his eyes closed, his handsome and mysterious face was like the moon of Mid-Autumn Festival, like a star.

In an instant, it was magnificent, weird, mysterious, and unpredictable.

His slender arms slowly opened and turned into an arc. Gradually, the arc formed by the palms condensed a strange and mysterious streamer, faintly glowing with a gorgeous radiance.

Then, with the gesture of palming out, the brilliant streamer in the palm was pushed towards Mu Ziling's shoulders with lightning speed, and pressed against Mu Ziling's shoulders.

Warm air gushes out from the scorching palm, continuously pouring into Mu Ziling's shoulders.

Immediately, streaks of dark aura emanated from Mu Ziling's left shoulder, as if cleansed by the brilliant streamer, the dark aura dissipated time after time...

I don't know how long it has passed.

There was already a thin layer of sweat on the foreheads of the two of them, and the dark aura covering Mu Ziling's left shoulder also disappeared.

Long Xiaoyu let out a breath of turbid air slowly, and was about to withdraw his hands from Mu Ziling's shoulders, but unexpectedly, a pair of restless little hands took a step ahead of him, tightly grasping his wrists.

Unexpected hands, Long Xiaoyu's palms were softly pressed and slipped down——

"Don't move! Keep holding on, I'll sleep again, it's so warm and comfortable..." Mu Ziling lowered her head limply, drowsy, and muttered dissatisfiedly.

Long Xiaoyu was stunned for a moment, then realized, looking at the place where his hands were with great interest.

Slightly raising his brows, an interested smile flashed in his eyes.

In a daze, Mu Ziling slowly opened her eyes, and saw a pair of wide and warm hands holding her proudly plump breasts.

She blinked in confusion, looking at the big hand on her chest.

Huh! When did her hand become so wide, and it was still holding her chest... so evil!

wrong--

This big hand, the gesture of holding it is wrong.

This, this, this is not her hand.

Mu Ziling suddenly opened his confused eyes, and suddenly became sober.

The line of sight gradually moved up along the long and slender arms on the chest, and saw a handsome face.

This handsome and flawless face can be called the most perfect masterpiece of God, bar none.

The handsome silhouette, with clear water chestnuts and three-dimensional features, seems to be carved by famous masters, sacred and inviolable.

The fine sweat on the forehead was shining with luster, adding an ethereal and blurred demeanor to this perfect face, which seemed to be shining brightly, shining with a detached temperament.

It seems that just one glance is ten thousand years...

Mu Ziling was stunned for three seconds.

Then, he looked down at the big hand on his chest, and then looked up at the handsome face in front of him.

Immediately, he reacted dumbfounded.

"Ah—rascal, get your hands away quickly." Mu Ziling yelled in panic, it was deafening and resounded throughout the room.

Le Tian, ​​who was drinking tea leisurely in the yard, heard the yell, and the tea in his mouth spouted out without image.

Could it be that His Royal Highness Qi Wang, who is not close to women, is now impatiently using force on Princess Qi?

Look, this cry is really fascinating.

"Rogue? Who are you talking about?" Long Xiaoyu raised his eyebrows, and his evil and deep voice was full of interest, like the sound of nature, it was really pleasant to hear.

Mu Ziling was suddenly flustered and helpless, almost jumping in anxiety: "You, you, get your hands away!"

This hateful guy actually took advantage of her to belittle her while she was sleeping.

How could she forget about this guy before she went to bed?

"Look who is a hooligan, your hand is so tight, how can I let go?" Long Xiaoyu glanced at Mu Ziling's chest with great interest, and motioned her to take a look for herself.

Mu Ziling followed Long Xiaoyu's gaze.

Her hand was tightly grasping - Long Xiaoyu's wrist.

"Ah—" Mu Ziling subconsciously yelled again.

Le Tian outside the courtyard shuddered twice again, unable to take it anymore, really couldn't take it anymore.

Snapped! Snapped! Two beeps.

Mu Ziling slapped Long Xiaoyu's big hand off viciously, and immediately, her small face showed panic, and her buttocks moved back again.

Why did she grab Long Xiaoyu's hand?

How could she grab Long Xiaoyu's hand?

Impossible, absolutely impossible.

But, but just now it was indeed she who held Long Xiaoyu's hand tightly, and attached it to her chest shamefully.

Mu Ziling looked up at the sky wanting to cry but without tears.

Who will tell her what happened while she was sleeping?

However, the "truth" of the matter is——

Long Xiaoyu leaned forward, hooked the corners of his mouth, full of evil, and whispered in Mu Ziling's ear: "I didn't expect Princess Qi to be such a rascal, she sleeps as soon as she sleeps, and insists on grabbing this king's hand. Pull your hand to—”

"You, don't say it." Mu Ziling panicked, covering her face in embarrassment.

It was really her hooligan who grabbed Long Xiaoyu's hand and shamelessly sent it to her proud chest.

When did she become so shameless?

Thinking about it, I feel... so embarrassing.

"Look, this king doesn't obey you, you just pulled so hard that your hands are red." Long Xiaoyu raised his hands and handed them to Mu Ziling as if complaining.

Mu Ziling covered her face, as if she wanted to respond to Long Xiaoyu's words, she secretly peeked at Long Xiaoyu's wrist from between her fingers.

There were five bright red fingerprints clearly visible on that wrist.

This is the evidence that she is playing hooligans? Is it her masterpiece of hooliganism?

The real wife is so embarrassing.

Mu Ziling suddenly had the urge to dig a hole and bury himself.

"Princess Qi, do you still remember what this king said?" Long Xiaoyu approached Mu Ziling's ear ambiguously and slowly exhaled a hot breath.

Mu Ziling continued to cover her face, her mind went blank.

What words?

Although this guy didn't say a lot, she can't remember it now!

Long Xiaoyu paused, and slowly uttered a sentence: "This king... never suffers."

Happily——

The simple four words "never suffer a loss" instantly made Mu Ziling burnt on the outside and tender on the inside.

Her heart was screaming infinitely, in the frantic bombardment...

The last time Long Xiaoyu said that he would not suffer, he kissed himself all the way without warning,

What now? Attacking the chest is a big deal.

Just thinking about Long Xiaoyu's so-called method of not losing money, Mu Ziling immediately felt terrified, it was so scary, this man can't be messed with, can't be messed with!

Mu Ziling suddenly realized a truth: Cherish life and stay away from praying to the king.

But what should we do now?

Mu Ziling suddenly moved his hands away from his face, his expression changed, and he spoke righteously: "Your Highness, you also said that the concubine did that when she was asleep, and the concubine didn't know anything about it. Inadvertently, you can't..."

Obviously she was the one who suffered, but this guy still wants to get it back?

Not to mention the door, there are no seams.

Long Xiaoyu looked at Mu Ziling who changed his face faster than turning the pages of a book, and a wicked smile flashed in his eyes: "What can't be done?"

"I can't... I can't let the concubine touch it back." The backbone that Mu Ziling had built up with great difficulty suddenly collapsed, and she began to lack confidence again, her stammering bass revealed her guilty conscience.

Long Xiaoyu was puzzled, and continued to question seriously. "Touch? Touch where?"

But no one knows whether His Royal Highness Qi Wang is really confused or fake.

...

Mu Ziling suddenly had the urge to run away, it was too aggrieved.

Who will save her? This man is too black-bellied and hateful. Whoever messes with him will be in bad luck.

suddenly--

There was a rhythmic knock on the door.

This crisp and loud knock on the door was like the sound of nature in someone's heart, as if they were amnestied all at once.

That's great, I really want to come here.

"Chenqie, go and open the door!" Mu Ziling was about to bounce off the bed happily, but her wrist was clamped by a big warm palm, and she was dragged back to the bed.

Mu Ziling fell down on the bed in a disfigured manner again, and before she could react, a heavy shadow struck again, forcing her to fall backwards uncontrollably.

Mu Ziling was suddenly overwhelmed by the sudden figure, grabbed the skirt of his clothes nervously, froze like a frightened bird.

Woohoo, what is this guy doing? Do you have to "squeeze her dry" to be reconciled?

Long Xiaoyu pressed heavily on Mu Ziling, lowered his head slowly, and almost kissed her lips: "Since it was an unintentional mistake, then this king will be magnanimous...to postpone it."

At this moment, Mu Ziling really realized what is——

Heaven, hell, only in one thought.

Mu Ziling originally thought that Long Xiaoyu said that she made an unintentional mistake and planned to let her go magnanimously.

I didn't expect, I didn't expect, it was... a postponement?

Should she burst into tears with joy, or should she cry in sorrow?

Is this still the cold, arrogant, ruthless His Royal Highness Qi Wang?

It's simply super invincible and black-bellied!

The knocking on the door continued.

Now, this knock on the door was an annoying noise to Mu Ziling's ears.

Long Xiaoyu moved away from Mu Ziling's body unhurriedly, with a dignified and poised expression, standing up straight gracefully.

His clothes are still neat and tidy, without the slightest mess, and his body still exudes an innate noble aura and awe-inspiring aura.

Compared to Mu Ziling, it is obvious that Long Xiaoyu is much more brilliant than her.

Mu Ziling was panting heavily, her complexion was flushed red, her flustered heart was still beating wildly.

After slowly adjusting her emotions, Mu Ziling got up from the bed in embarrassment, her face was full of aggrieved and annoyed, which made her feel extremely uncomfortable.

Mu Ziling straightened the wrinkled clothes on her body, scanned up and down, made sure that the image was still there, and then obediently went to open the door.

Le Tian bent her beautiful eyes and said with a half smile but not a smile: "Princess, General Mu has returned, now we can detoxify Mrs. Mu."

Princess Qi yelled a few times just now, but he could hear clearly when he was drinking tea outside.

Tsk tsk, it really is thrilling and deafening.

Although what Le Tian said was serious, but at this moment Mu Ziling looked at Le Tian's half-smile face, wishing to pinch him into a circle and poke him flat.

Damn Letian, he knew he was going out, and he didn't know to take Long Xiaoyu out with him.

If Le Tian knew what Mu Ziling was thinking at this moment, would she roll her eyes suddenly?

Take Long Xiaoyu out together?

Not to mention that even if he invites him, he will not be able to invite this Buddha.

Also with? Even if he has nine lives, that's not enough to die.