Cold King’s Dominating Love, Genius Medical Consort

Are you still close?

Together a big head ghost ah!

Mu Ziling gave Long Xiaoyu a blank look, and didn't bother to pay attention to him.

She gently licked her lower lip with the tip of her tongue, savoring the taste and feeling the effect of the sip of soup that just entered her stomach.

Although the soup looks dark and unappetizing, but the taste is the same as what it smells, with a fresh and pleasant sweet feeling, without any bitterness.

However, the most important thing is not whether the soup tastes good or not, but what Long Xiaoyu just said to her.

He said that a few days ago, she was eroded by Yu Wenhao's ice thorns, and the heart of Yu in her body was unintentionally activated, and it was a blessing in disguise that it merged with the small power in her dantian.

Now that Long Xiaoyu wants her to drink this hot soup, it is actually a special tonic, its effect is to consolidate the initial fusion of Yu's Heart and Xiaoli, making it more stable.

So, after that, the Feather Heart that made her want to spit it out before can also be said to be truly integrated with her, and can no longer be taken out.

The reason why she fell into a coma for three days was because she was exhausted from being chased by Yu Wenhao before, and the second reason was that the power of Yu Zhixin was merging with the power of Dantian, so she had to abandon all distracting thoughts and sneak into the state.

Although the time when she was attacked by the ice thorns was tortured like death, but this time, in Mu Ziling's view, it was as if the pain she suffered when she was hunted down by Yue Linglong's maid before More than anything.

In short, it seems that she must be extremely grateful for the two painful ordeals she has experienced.

Although she is always possessed by a weak spirit and has extremely bad luck, God really treats her kindly... She has to suffer a little to get enlightened, what is this called?

Mu Ziling felt extremely bitter in her heart.

If it's all about getting a blessing in disguise like this, then does she still have to thank those who chased her down for their kindness?

...

After taking a sip of soup, it seemed like a wave of warmth flowed into the abdomen, and there was a miraculous transformation effect in the body immediately, and Mu Ziling immediately felt extremely wonderful.

She looked at Long Xiaoyu with her big dark and bright eyes with a happy expression: "The dantian is warm and warm, very comfortable."

"That feeling...huh?" Mu Ziling rolled his eyes, thought for a while, and couldn't help but want to describe what he was feeling at the moment: "This feeling is like wanting to become an immortal."

At the end of the conversation, Mu Ziling's voice seemed to become light and floating, as if the whole body was on the cotton, soft and strangely erratic.

Hearing Mu Ziling's description like this, Long Xiaoyu was immediately amused.

His smiling brows and eyes were unconsciously tainted with a hint of pampering, and taking advantage of the situation, he took Mu Ziling into his arms again, lowered his head, and said with a smile: "Well, the effect will be better if you drink it up."

With that said, Long Xiaoyu scooped up another spoonful of soup, tasted it himself, and then handed it to Mu Ziling, as if a teasing taste flickered in the eyes of the stars: "Come on, see if it's hot, the King of Hot Ben Taste it for you."

Finish drinking...Of course you must finish drinking!

but……

Looking at the spoon that Long Xiaoyu handed over thoughtfully, Mu Ziling was originally in a rather happy mood because of the change in physical comfort, but being teased by this evildoer made her depressed again.

Mu Ziling pursed her lips depressedly, stretched out her two paws and waved in front of Long Xiaoyu's eyes: "I have hands, can I drink it myself?"

However, Long Xiaoyu didn't seem to hear Mu Ziling's sullen complaint, nor did he seem to see the little paw shaking in front of his eyes.

I saw him move his exquisite eyebrows, as if frowning, but his expression was indescribably soft: "It's too hot, what should I do if I hurt you? No!"

It hurt... Mu Ziling rolled her eyes skyward.

How can she be so delicate?

No matter how much hot soup there is, just a few sips and it's over. This evildoer's ability to make a fuss out of a molehill is simply amazing!

However, before Mu Ziling finished cursing, Long Xiaoyu skillfully avoided her shaking hand, took another sip of the soup, and then put it to her mouth with a smile again.

Look, that undeniable gesture, that unnegotiable posture, and those unrefutable words are obviously avoided.

More simply, it seems that if Mu Ziling doesn't open his mouth, he can taste it a few more times.

Seeing him like this, Mu Ziling was immediately defeated.

Finally, she was discouraged and opened her mouth obediently.

...

Mu Ziling originally thought that Long Xiaoyu would only taste a few sips the first few times, and if she really helped her test the temperature, enough was enough.

Unexpectedly, he tasted mouthful after mouthful, and fed mouthful after mouthful, all the while maintaining his unhurried, extremely patient, and extremely gentle movements.

However, what frustrates Mu Ziling the most is that during this period, as long as she doesn't open her mouth for a second, Long Xiaoyu will try again...

Several times, Mu Ziling couldn't take it anymore, and tried to snatch the bowl from Long Xiaoyu's hand, drank it all in one gulp, and settled it directly.

However, in terms of reaction ability, speed ability, and agility ability, how can she beat a high-level black-bellied person like His Royal Highness Qi Wang?

Therefore, Mu Ziling, who was defeated by His Highness Qi Wang's evil taste, just stared at him with big eyes and small eyes, but his mouth obediently cooperated with him.

Take a spoonful, take a sip, or even a few sips, and finally hand it over...

There is really no one else who has such excellent patience!

As everyone knows, there is a more depressed, unbearable, completely ignored Letian in the dormitory.

Lotte, who was repeatedly refreshed and subverted by Long Xiaoyu's world view, was forgotten in a small corner of this bedroom.

It's not that Le Tian didn't think of disturbing the scene of the couple showing their affection by making a noise, and it's not that he didn't think of patting his butt and walking away knowingly, just out of sight.

However, Letian wants to be interesting, but he is also more self-aware.

He thought about disturbing and leaving, but he still didn't dare to do it, and if he patted his ass and left, he would definitely disturb him.

At that time, if His Royal Highness Qi is upset again, the consequences...he doesn't want to suffer again.

While looking at the scene where the husband and wife were tender and affectionate, Le Tian burst into tears in his heart.

God knows, during the past three days when Mu Ziling was unconscious, what kind of hard life has he lived?

When this matter was mentioned, Letian's heart was full of tears.

Three days ago, he had just returned to Purple Bamboo Garden from Yu Palace on his front foot, and his buttocks were still warm, but the ghost on his back foot seemed to be an urgent matter, asking him to go back to Yu Palace again.

When he came to Yu Palace, he checked that Mu Ziling just had a simple fever, which was fine, but it made Long Xiaoyu mobilize everyone.

At first, Le Tian wanted to wait for Mu Ziling's fever to subside, wake up, and then just make a fuss and go back to Zizhuyuan.

But he didn't know that even under Long Xiaoyu's constant pressure and coercion, he had to be infected with a tense mentality and devoted himself to meticulous treatment.

It doesn't matter, what matters is that Mu Ziling slept for three days.

Three days... what kind of concept is this? For Lotte, life is like years.

In the past three days when Mu Ziling was unconscious, one can imagine with what kind of heart Le Tian was facing Long Xiaoyu.

However, what made Le Tian feel even more bitter was that in the past three days, except for the first pulse check to check Mu Ziling's physical condition, Long Xiaoyu didn't let him check it.

It stands to reason that if Long Xiaoyu doesn't allow him to be treated, he can leave, but Mu Ziling is still awake, but he can't leave, even if he can leave, it would be strange if he dared to leave.

Not only that, from the moment Long Xiaoyu didn't check Mu Ziling's condition for him, Long Xiaoyu has been acting as usual, without the slightest sign of getting angry or taking anyone's knife.

However, in the face of Long Xiaoyu's calm and calm reaction, Le Tian has been hanging on his heart these days, for fear of accidentally jumping out.

Therefore, Lotte has suffered three days of mental torture.

With a bowl of warm soup in his stomach, Mu Ziling's originally lazy limbs suddenly seemed to be reborn, and his whole body was full of energy.

She knew that the current Feather Heart was completely fused with the little power in her body, and she couldn't get it out.

Because of obtaining Yu's Heart, Long Xiaoyu had to endure the pain that would recur at some point. After all, Mu Ziling always felt guilty.

Mu Ziling raised her eyes and glanced at the tender man in front of her, a firm and confident belief could not help but float in her heart.

Now the fusion of Feather's Heart has increased her strength by one point, and it seems that it is not so far away to cure him.

She will surely heal him soon!

Mu Ziling sat up from Long Xiaoyu's arms, stretched lazily, and finally his eyes wandered intentionally.

After waking up for so long, Mu Ziling realized that there seemed to be something wrong with the place she was staying in now.

Here... Mu Ziling blinked suspiciously.

This place seems to be the Yuhan Hall of Qiwang Mansion, but it doesn't seem to be.

Subconsciously looking down at the dark but luxurious big bed under her, Mu Ziling was sure that this place was definitely not Yu Han Palace.

It's not Yuhan Hall, but the layout and furnishings here are exactly the same as Yuhan Hall, as if carved out of the same mold.

However, the reason why I am sure this is not the Yuhan Palace is not only because there is no ice jade bed here, but also because...

Looking closely at this place, it is even bigger than the Yuhan Palace, and compared to the Yuhan Palace, the furnishings are more exquisite and luxurious.

The unique star-like roof beams, bright stars, every simple yet elegant decoration, finely crafted beams and columns.

A pool of hot springs with gurgling water is smoky, like a fairy.

The mist of the faint hot spring is ethereal and lingering.

Mu Ziling frowned, looked suspiciously around, and slowly looked around, drifting bit by bit, and asked suspiciously: "This is..."

Before she could utter the last word 'which', she saw Le Tian, ​​who was always breezy and elegant, sitting cross-legged on the ground in a small corner.

He was still shaking the folding fan in his hand, and his jet-black long hair was not floating like a fairy, but curled up in a funny way.

What's more, at this moment, Le Tian looked in their direction, and the light in his eyes made him feel as sad as he wanted.

At the first sight of Lotte, Mu Ziling's eyes widened in astonishment, and then a mouthful of old blood almost didn't come out of his mouth.