Cold King’s Dominating Love, Genius Medical Consort

After thinking about it, Mu Ziling said proudly, "If it's not enough, I have the key to the money bank of the Prince Qi's Mansion. You can move all the gold and silver in it. You can move as much as you want."

Although Mu Ziling spoke with arrogance, his expression was as painful as it could be.

You know, in order for her legs to land safely, she gave away all her wealth.

Although money is something outside of the body, but without money, would she go to the northwest wind?

Mu Ziling's heart was silently crying against the wind...

Although she is the princess of Qi, she would not go to drink the northwest wind, but now, poor her is so hungry that she can't even drink the northwest wind!

Hearing Mu Ziling's series of cannonballs, he was so arrogant that he would throw all gold and silver mountains at him, Ye Zimu was stunned for a moment, then raised his thick eyebrows, and smiled evilly: "It's weird, iron cocks have it too." It’s rare when you’re bleeding heavily.”

stingy person?

She... an iron cock?

Mu Ziling almost exploded when she heard the words, but reason told her not to be impulsive.

At least not now.

Looking forward to the stars and the moon, and finally hoping for someone to save her life, not only can she not be impulsive, but she also has to be a bodhisattva.

Mu Ziling took a deep breath, bit his back teeth, smiled stiffly, and asked with a good temper: "Huh? Are these enough?"

She just knew it!

This big profiteer who has no business and no evil, always keeps his mouth shut without leaving his money. This meeting is definitely going to take this opportunity to use Qiao as a post and try to trick her.

Therefore, Mu Ziling wisely went all out, poured out her money, and lost her family fortune. She didn't believe in so many benefits, and she couldn't stop the bloody mouth of this big profiteer.

Unexpectedly, Ye Zimu gave her an angry look: "What is enough? What is Boss Mu saying?"

As he said that, he fanned his chest, straightened his back, and said with a straight face: "Look at me, am I the kind of person who is greedy for money? Not the kind who takes advantage of the fire, you are willing to give it, and I don't." Sorry to ask for it."

Pfft...Mu Ziling choked on a mouthful of old blood in his throat and almost didn't spit it out.

Sorry to ask for it? Who in the past charged her a sky-high price for even a sip of tea, and drove her to the end alive? Mu Ziling added a sentence bitterly in her heart.

Then, she stared at Ye Zimu with a pair of fiery eyes, as if she wanted to see some conspiracy from his eyes.

Because her intuition told her that this big profiteer pretended to be so magnanimous on the surface, and he looked like a noble gentleman, so he must have no good intentions on the inside.

But at this moment, Mu Ziling saw the incomparably sincere light from the bottom of Ye Zimu's eyes, and she couldn't help thinking secretly.

It's really weird, this guy has not only transformed, but also changed his gender.

From head to toe, he was dressed in snow-white, which further highlighted his high-spirited integrity. It seemed that he really regarded money as nothing, which really made people feel a little uncomfortable.

But who will tell her? Is this person in front of her really the scammer she knew?

It's really not like, it's too different, compared to before, she looks like a different person, Mu Ziling secretly shook her head in her heart.

However, in the next second, the suspicion in Mu Ziling's heart was subverted again.

Ye Zimu's tone seemed to carry the deep helplessness of being good-looking and always being stared at in amazement: "Boss Mu, how many times have I told you? Don't keep looking at me with such admiring eyes. Thousands of young girls are fans, and there is no shortage of you, a married young woman."

Young, young woman... A stream of blood rushed directly to Mu Ziling's forehead, almost bursting her head.

"You're a young woman, and your whole family are all young women. With your half-flesh, half-iron face, who would like to see it!" Mu Zi glared at him energetically, and snorted aggressively, "Stop talking nonsense, let me go!" come down."

hateful! This bodhisattva who is so narcissistic and always opens and closes his mouth with a fuse, she doesn't want to confess.

Ye Zimu walked unhurriedly to the side of the thick old tree, and looked at the ancient tree in front of him that could only be hugged by three people.

Then, he leaned lazily against the trunk, glanced at the height of the tree, and shook his head: "Just put it down like this, no, no, this job...is tiring."

Seeing this, Mu Ziling was furious and furious: "Dead profiteer, what do you want? I've already given you the money you like the most, and it's still a lot of it, you don't want it yourself."

At the end, she shook Kong Laola's hand, and added a very rich sentence: "Princess Qi, I am so poor that I only have money left. If you want anything else, I don't have it."

"Let's not talk about money this time. Talking about money all the time hurts our friendship that shares weal and woe. I'm tired of hearing the name "big profiteer". Now, call Brother Mu to listen, and I'll let you go. " Ye Zimu's mouth curled into a playful smile, but there was a flash of anticipation in his eyes.

The previous words were automatically filtered by Mu Ziling, but the word 'Brother Mu'...

Mu Ziling stretched out his hands to pick his ears, really doubting if he heard it wrong.

Did this guy change his gender, or did he have a fever?

It must be a fever, it burned my head... Brother Huanmu, he is not too sore, she is still sore.

Brother Mu! Just thinking about it, Mu Ziling shuddered suddenly.

Seeing Mu Ziling's colorful expression, the corners of Ye Zimu's mouth curled into a coquettish arc, and he was not in a hurry.

I just love to see the anxious look of this little girl.

The more you watch, the more pleasing to the eye, and the more you watch, the better your mood will be.

Look again, Ye Zimu had already quietly picked up some branches from the side at some point, started a fire as if no one was there, and conjured a half-baked roast chicken out of nowhere.

Then, his back rested comfortably against the tree trunk behind him, and he began to roast leisurely.

After a while, a burst of fragrant smell permeated Mu Ziling's nostrils, tempting the heart and spleen.

Look at the color and aroma of the roasted chicken... Mu Ziling swallowed dryly, her eyes stared straight.

Ye Zimu glanced lightly, as if he didn't see Mu Ziling's drooling expression, and said slowly: "Boss Mu, it's a rare time for me not to talk about money, after you pass this village, there is no such shop. "

These words are so familiar... Mu Ziling's face turned dark.

Ye Zimu was thinking about his chin, and continued to think about it: "Suddenly I remembered a sentence, it seems to be like this... Don't take advantage of the bastard, I don't know who said it, it is suitable to use it now."

Mu Ziling's face was so dark that he could squeeze out ink.

hateful! exasperating!

However, people have to bow their heads under the eaves.

The corner of Mu Ziling's mouth pulled out an incomparably gorgeous smile, but it seemed extremely dangerous, and he said every word: "Mu, brother, brother."

Ye Zimu frowned, waved his hands, and said with a look of disgust: "No, no, the tone is fierce, and it's too stiff, not soft at all. If you don't know, you might think you're going to beat me up."

More than want to beat you? I have the heart to kill you.

Mu Zi was so angry that he clenched his fists.

Damn big profiteer, it's 'deceived too much'!

If she could extend her hand, she would definitely punch this profiteer who is not flat and needs to be beaten.

"You slowly build up your emotions, I'm not in a hurry, you can call again after I finish eating this roast chicken." Ye Zimu glanced at Mu Ziling unintentionally, then brought the roast chicken to his nose and smelled it Smell: "Hmm~~ It's so delicious! Why is my roasted Juewei chicken so fragrant? It's so smooth after one bite. Praise!"

Lure-temptation, Chiguoguo lures-temptation with a chicken!

These days, it's really not easy to stutter.

Mu Ziling swallowed again unwillingly, feeling so angry and depressed in his heart!

But now, well, she endures!

Mu Ziling closed her eyes, took a deep breath, and opened her eyes calmly, without seeing anything unusual, she called out in the most normal tone: "Brother, let me down quickly."

If she were to be called Brother Mu, she would never be able to call her out anyway, and it felt awkward to think about it.

If this profiteer is still not satisfied, and she still has to pick and choose, then she won't serve her aunt, Mu Ziling said to herself indignantly in her heart.

Brother... such a familiar yet distant address... Ye Zimu's originally playful smile froze at the corner of his mouth, his hand shook, and the roast chicken almost fell into the fire.

Seeing the fire ignited in front of him, and the sparks floating in the air, Ye Zimu's memory drifted away slowly.

Childish and childish voices suddenly lingered in my ears and lingered for a long time.

"Brother, if you don't take me to play, I will, I will cry for you."

"Wuuuu, you deceitful bad brother, you give me back the jelly beans, and I won't play with you anymore."

"Brother, mother said that you are a man with great strength. If I am bullied by bad guys, will you protect me?"

"Brother, do you know that I have a brother, it's great!"

Brother... These two words were repeated in Ye Zimu's mind over and over again, until the last brother became——

"Hey! Big profiteer, are you bewitched? Why don't you move? Let me tell you, are you satisfied? If you are satisfied, let me down quickly." Mu Ziling's frantic voice was just in time to spoil the scenery.

Ye Zimu lifted up slowly, looked at Mu Ziling's dancing figure, the corners of his mouth curled up almost invisible, and he said in dissatisfaction, "Just let you call me three words, and you still cut corners."

Typical nitpicking!

Mu Ziling gritted her teeth: "Big profiteer, you've had enough, don't push yourself too far."

While talking, she angrily swung her empty fists in mid-air, as if the air was Ye Zimu, and she was filled with righteous indignation.

Seeing that the little girl in front of her was about to explode, Ye Zimu looked like she had suffered a great loss, and waved her hand casually: "Okay, okay, I can save even words, but Brother Mu I've always been generous, and I'm barely satisfied with your performance just now."

"..." Mu Ziling was too angry to speak.

From now on, she decided to keep her words to herself, and decided not to make trouble for herself anymore.

For this elder brother, only Ye Zimu knew that he was full of satisfaction, but he didn't get up immediately, instead he leaned against the tree trunk for a long time.

It seemed that Ye Zimu put down the steaming chicken when the roast chicken was cooked before standing up calmly.

Once again, he raised his head and looked up and down the tree he just leaned against, which was also the tree where Mu Ziling was hanging, his brows were a little frozen.