Cold King’s Dominating Love, Genius Medical Consort

Mu Ziling found that her thoughts were carried away by Long Xiaoyu's tenderness at the moment, and her thoughts drifted further and further...

However, the softest part of the left chest also becomes warm and soft with this drifting thought.

I don't know when it started, but she gradually faded away from the set of respectful etiquette she had when she first treated Long Xiaoyu.

Even though she didn't like to disdain this at all, she still did it because she just regarded him as His Royal Highness Qi Wang, nothing else.

At that time, even if she and him lived under the same roof, even if they looked up and looked down, they seemed to be separated by thousands of mountains and rivers, and they would never be able to meet together.

But now, when she found Long Xiaoyu by her side, she was no longer her.

She found that when she didn't see Long Xiaoyu for half a month before, she would always think of him frequently in her spare time, thinking about his good, his bad, and every little thing about him;

She found that she no longer simply regarded him as His Royal Highness Qi Wang who was respected by everyone like the first acquaintance, just because she had already regarded him as the person she liked.

So, in front of the person you like...

I don't know when, in front of him, she began to like to fight with him, like to quarrel with him, like to fight against him, just because she wanted him to manipulate her and let her;

I don't know when she will get angry in front of him and play petty temper, just because she wants to get the favor and love he won;

I don't know when it started, she wanted to unscrupulously release the grievance in her heart in front of him, just because she was very greedy, and she greedily wanted to get more care and love from him.

I don't know... There are so many people who don't know, but she knows that she, Mu Ziling, really likes Long Xiaoyu.

This kind of liking is far stronger and deeper than she imagined.

That density, that depth, seems to have gradually extended to love, not as if it has extended to love, but has extended to love.

Now she can no longer deny an indisputable fact: Mu Ziling can no longer control her heart, can no longer find any excuses, to escape, to deny her long-lost sincerity.

She loved him, she threw her sincerity to him, but the seed of loving him was planted deep in her empty heart, and silently took root in her heart, sprouted, and blossomed again. Finally, it bears fruit.

This fruitful love filled her heart to the brim, and before she knew it, it was deeply rooted and embedded in the bone marrow, and it was hard to pull it out.

Even if it is pulled out, in the end it will be bruised and bruised by the deep roots firmly held on to it, leaving behind a pain that cannot be wiped out for lifetimes.

It's not easy to fall in love with someone, and it's even more difficult to love someone. She doesn't know what the future will hold, and she doesn't want to guess anymore.

Maybe she shouldn't be entangled in the future, shouldn't be entangled in his identity, whether he is Long Xiaoyu, or His Highness Qi Wang.

Love is love, she should give herself a chance to love him indulgently.

At least for now, she is still his wife, at least for now, she is still by his side, at least for now, she can still have his tenderness.

His tenderness and thoughtfulness are nothing at first glance, but they are condensed bit by bit, and they seem to be able to turn into a pool of warm hot spring water, which makes her fall into it greedily and sink into it. Inextricable……

Drying Mu Ziling's long hair that looked like splashed ink, Long Xiaoyu was about to pick her up by the waist when she was drowsy——

But at this moment, Mu Ziling, who was already asleep in a daze, was lying on his lap, and subconsciously crawled into his warm embrace.

Then, she rubbed her little head greedily in his warm embrace a few times, and fell asleep again.

Feeling Mu Ziling's sudden intimacy, Long Xiaoyu's hand that was about to raise was paused first, and then a warmth surged up in his heart, and even his whole body warmed up.

Mu Ziling's long and soft breathing sounded next to his ear, and Long Xiaoyu couldn't help but raised his hand and gently hugged the little man in his arms, as if hugging the rarest treasure in the world .

His warm and broad palm stroked her dark and smooth hair one after another.

Mu Ziling put her arms around his thin waist, pressed her cheek against his warm and strong chest, listening to his steady and powerful heartbeat.

Smelling the unique Lengmei breath on his body greedily, the corners of Mu Ziling's mouth, as if dreaming and waking up, slowly raised a happy and satisfied arc, as if immersed in the best dream...

I saw her rubbing against his arms a few more times, her crooked lips moved slightly, and she murmured softly: "Long Xiaoyu."

"Long Xiaoyu."

"Long Xiaoyu."

...

Her voice was very low, but in this quiet dormitory, these three words repeated over and over were clearly heard by Long Xiaoyu.

His Mumu always thinks about him in his dreams, that's great! A gleam of joy flashed across Long Xiaoyu's dark and indifferent eyes.

Long Xiaoyu put his head on the top of Mu Ziling's head, rubbed it affectionately, lowered his head, and kissed her soft hair.

Then, he gently picked up Mu Ziling, who was intoxicated in the gentleness he woven, walked to the bed, gently placed him on the ice jade bed, and then sat on it himself.

The ice jade bed was made of thousands of years of cold ice, and it was extremely hard. However, in order to allow Mu Ziling to sleep soundly, a thick layer of natural cotton cloth had already been spread on it.

The ice jade bed was soft, soft and soft, it was extremely comfortable and soft to lie on, but the thick cotton cloth could not cover up the coldness of the ice jade bed at all, it was still bitterly cold, unbearable for ordinary people.

But at this moment, the two people on the bed are staying there comfortably and leisurely, cuddling and embracing each other intimately.

Dawn breaks, time is quiet.

The dawn of the dawn lifts off the soft veil in the dark night, and spits out a bright and gentle morning light.

The bedroom was extremely quiet, Long Xiaoyu sat on the head of the bed, leaning his back on the soft backrest behind him, Mu Ziling leaned half of his body in Long Xiaoyu's arms, sleeping very soundly.

Long Xiaoyu stared affectionately at the little woman who was sleeping peacefully in his arms, and finally, he lowered his eyes, and his gaze drifted to Mu Ziling's left arm that was resting on his chest.

He gently took her arm, and slowly rolled up her sleeves, revealing her white arms like jade.

There was a hollow star-shaped imprint on that slender and fair arm, Long Xiaoyu stared at the star-shaped imprint, the warmth on his face gradually subsided, his originally soft and affectionate eyes narrowed slightly, flickering on and off complex light.

He raised his hand, stretched out his soft and moist index finger, and stroked the hollow star-shaped mark back and forth. The dark and deep eyes became more and more complicated...

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After Mu Yixue ran out from the Meditation Garden in a panic, she walked aimlessly.

Like a walking corpse, the whole person was in a daze, staggering on his feet, from day to night, from night to day.

Mu Yixue didn't know what to do at this moment, the hatred and pain in her heart were intertwined and intertwined.

The two hateful thoughts seemed to be entwined into a dead knot, which could not be untied no matter what, tightly gripping every corner of her body, making her almost suffocated.

Walking and walking, Mu Yixue walked into a strange and deep forest.

In the woods, apart from the whistling wind and the rustling of the leaves being blown by the wind, there is no other sound.

Mu Yixue supported a towering ancient tree with her arms. After taking a few breaths, she almost squatted on the ground in a limp state, with her back leaning against the broad tree trunk, her hands hugging her shoulders, and her face was deeply Buried in his knees, weeping.

She yearned for His Royal Highness the King of Qi, because of Mu Ziling, who cruelly hurt her and disfigured her.

Her dearest biological mother in this world, because of Mu Ziling, warned her again and again, turned a deaf ear to her injury, and turned a blind eye to it.

In the end, she pinned her only hope on the 'father' who loved her since she was a child.

But, in the end, it was because of Mu Ziling that he angrily reprimanded her face to face, saying that he would not pursue her harm to Mu Ziling over the years...

Mu Yixue's crying paused, his father, no, how could there be a pile of materials about her bullying Mu Ziling appearing in Mu Zhenguo's hands for no reason?

Every time she went to make things difficult for Mu Ziling, there was no one else except Mu Ziling's timid maid, so it was impossible for even that maid to know everything.

Could it be that there are powerful figures hidden around Mu Ziling?

If this is the case, then what happened back then...

Hehe, how ridiculous... How does that bitch Mu Ziling get the favor of so many people? What makes her!

Mu Yixue just stopped crying for a moment, was puzzled for a moment, and then burst into tears again.

The more she cried, the more she hated and felt jealous.

In her disturbed mind, Long Xiaoyu's cold but handsome face involuntarily emerged, which was like an endless vicious circle that surrounded her uninterruptedly.

Mu Yixue couldn't stop crying, until a cold female voice came from next to her ear: "I never thought that Miss Mu Er, who has always been pampered and pampered, would be reduced to such a state. Tsk tsk, it's really pitiful."

Mu Yixue's crying stopped abruptly, she raised her head with tears in her eyes, and vaguely saw a man in black standing in front of her eyes.

Because she couldn't see clearly, Mu Yixue blinked her eyes, squeezed out the tears condensed in her eye sockets, let the tears flow out from the corners of her eyes, and then she could clearly see the person in front of her.

No, it cannot be said that I saw it clearly.

Because the person in front of him was wearing a black cloak and a black hat with the cloak on his head, his whole body was wrapped in darkness.

Even though she was covered by a cloak and hat, her hair and face were still carefully wrapped in black cloth, and even her eyes were covered with a layer of black veil, so that people could not see her expression, but they could make people feel her. There was a hint of coldness in the eyes, as if cold-blooded, without emotion.

Even if the dawn light hit her at this moment, it still gave people a weird and gloomy feeling.