Cold King’s Dominating Love, Genius Medical Consort

At this moment, Long Xiaoyu was sitting cross-legged, with such a handsome expression, his facial features were dignified and cold and arrogant, perfect and impeccable like a god.

Seeing such a scene, she suddenly thought of how she was 'sieged' by three women not long ago, Mu Ziling groaned in her heart, pursed her mouth as much as she wanted, and strode away past.

Mu Ziling walked over, didn't look at Long Xiaoyu again, and directly placed the food in the star system one by one on the square wooden table next to him.

Although Long Xiaoyu didn't look sideways, he seemed to be concentrating on sitting in meditation, but Mu Ziling had been out for so long, he had been paying close attention to the movement outside.

It wasn't until the door opened again and again outside, and until Mu Ziling appeared in the corner of his eyes, that Long Xiaoyu secretly heaved a sigh of relief.

However, out of the corner of his eye, he could clearly see his little girl crossing the screen, and the moment she saw him, she was like a little daughter-in-law who had been wronged outside, pouted her lips full of resentment towards him, and stared at him .

And now that he was close, she didn't even look at him.

Long Xiaoyu stared at Mu Ziling's back facing him for a moment, because not long ago, the evil spirit in his heart relapsed, and there was a hint of bewilderment on his handsome face, which was covered with faintly visible fine crystal water droplets.

"It's time to eat." Mu Ziling left a word in a lukewarm manner.

Look again, she has already filled a bowl of fragrant and steaming bird's nest lean meat porridge in her hand.

Long Xiaoyu didn't speak, but his eyes were involuntarily attracted to the porridge in Mu Ziling's hand.

A seemingly ordinary bowl of porridge is full of color, fragrance and taste, which makes people's index fingers move.

Smelling the scent of Lingyu water, Long Xiaoyu knew that it must have been made by his family, Mumu, and for him.

His woman cooks porridge for him with her own hands, how nice!

Thinking of this, Long Xiaoyu's heart, which had just relieved a lot of pain, suddenly seemed to be irrigated by sweet rain and dew, and his heart was bursting with joy.

No matter how unpalatable the food made by his family's Mumu is, it must be the best food in the whole world.

He must eat all of these.

Long Xiaoyu glanced at the hot porridge and steamed fish on the square wooden table, and couldn't help showing a touching smile from the corner of his mouth, secretly making up his mind.

Mu Ziling still turned her back to Long Xiaoyu, she didn't see the smirk of the man sitting on the bed behind her, and she didn't know the childish mental activity in his heart.

At this moment, after hearing Mu Ziling's inappropriate greeting, but knowing that she cooked the porridge herself, His Royal Highness Qi Wang changed into a graceful posture, lazily leaning against the head of the bed, waiting for the porridge to be cooked by herself. Follow Mu Ziling over.

But who knew, Long Xiaoyu had just sat down, and then pretended to be weak after recovering from a serious illness, waiting for Mu Ziling to come to feed him——

Mu Ziling was actually holding the bowl of porridge, then turned his back to him, sat on an ancient sandalwood chair 'farthest' away from him, buried his head in the air while blowing, and began to eat with relish.

"..." Long Xiaoyu's face suddenly turned black.

But then, Long Xiaoyu thought, Mumu in his family is not going to be hungry, so wait a little longer, and when she is full, it will not be too late for him to eat.

Therefore, His Royal Highness Qi Wang, who had always been in a beautiful mood, watched Mu Ziling eat slowly, without any impatience.

After one bowl is eaten, another bowl is served...

From the beginning to the end, Mu Ziling didn't even look at Long Xiaoyu, and ate slowly with his head buried.

But she knew that there was a pair of scorching eyes behind her that never left her body.

If it had been the past, Mu Ziling would definitely not be able to stand being looked at by evildoers, but now she is not afraid of him, let alone being looked at by him.

On the contrary, the more he looked at her, the better she ate.

So, after starving all night and half a day, after three bowls of hot bird's nest porridge with lean meat, Mu Ziling was already full.

After eating satiated, Mu Ziling hiccupped indistinctly, then stroked his swollen belly, stood up, and rubbed the chair away.

Looking at this scene pleasing to the eye, Long Xiaoyu's complexion was normal, but his heart was full of pampering and satisfaction.

No matter what, his Mumu is the prettiest, the most rare to him...

But at this moment, Mu Ziling, who turned around, glanced at the square wooden table beside the bed except for the three bowls of porridge that was still hot and warm, and she frowned slightly.

Afterwards, Mu Ziling walked over, looked at Long Xiaoyu and asked lightly, "Why don't you eat? Are you hungry?"

Long Xiaoyu raised his head, stared at her blinking and blinking, but did not speak, there seemed to be a trace of grievance in his deep eyes.

However, Mu Ziling only glanced at him lightly, and waited for a while before he made a sound. She bent over as if nothing had happened, and reached out to the square wooden table.

Seeing this, a bright smile flashed across Long Xiaoyu's eyes.

I saw him move his body a little more, and immediately changed into the previous weak and weak appearance, waiting to be fed.

But who knew, Mu Ziling didn't intend to serve him porridge to feed him at all, but... She directly took the porridge with half of the casserole left and the untouched steamed fish back into the star system.

No matter how flattered Rong Shi was in the beginning, he wanted to eat the porridge cooked and caringly fed by the woman he loves. Seeing this scene now, Long Xiaoyu also understood clearly... Not only did this woman not want to feed him, but she also refused to let him He ate.

So this time, His Royal Highness Qi Wang's face was really dark, completely dark.

When Mu Ziling put away the fish first and then the porridge, Long Xiaoyu couldn't sit still.

He grabbed her hand, stabilized the casserole, and asked angrily, "What are you doing!"

It seemed that Long Xiaoyu didn't expect that Long Xiaoyu would suddenly act as if he wanted to protect the food, Mu Ziling was stunned, and then he hummed and laughed secretly.

Now that I know I want to eat, why did I go early?

Just now, I couldn't bear the tempting delicacy and watched her eat it for so long, it's amazing!

Inwardly slandering, Mu Ziling's face remained indifferent, she blinked, and took it for granted: "Aren't you not going to eat it? If you don't eat it, I will put it away, and when I go out, I will throw it away."

Hearing this, Long Xiaoyu's chest suddenly filled with anger full of resentment.

But he didn't explode, but took the casserole from Mu Ziling's hand and put it back on the square wooden table.

Afterwards, Long Xiaoyu glared at Mu Ziling viciously, and with the result that he had waited for a long time but couldn't wait, he was hungry, turned his back wrongedly, lay motionless, and ignored her.

Mu Ziling looked at the casserole on the table, then at Long Xiaoyu's back that seemed to be full of anger and loneliness, he was stunned, and then he was stunned again.

For a moment, she simply didn't know what kind of temper this monster was playing with her inexplicably.

Long Xiaoyu got angry for no reason, but Mu Ziling didn't have the slightest intention to talk to him.

Because she went out to cook porridge with good intentions and didn't say anything, but she should have said it when she met three women. If it weren't for this evildoer who brought disaster to the country and the people, she would have to pinch rotten peach blossoms wherever she went?

She hasn't written anything down to him yet, but he is fine, and now he has thrown a bad temper at her out of nowhere.

He has a bad temper, and she has a bad temper.

As a result, Mu Ziling snorted inwardly, the unhappy mood at first became even more unhappy now.

The more he looked at Long Xiaoyu's aggrieved back, Mu Ziling rolled his eyes to the sky angrily and speechlessly, and immediately put away the casserole that was put back on the table.

But they didn't know that Long Xiaoyu, who was facing her back at this moment, seemed to have eyes on the back of his head. Before Mu Ziling's fingertips touched the casserole, suddenly there was a muffled humming sound from the bed. sound of pain.

The voice was very small, but it was enough for Mu Ziling to hear clearly.

However, although it sounded real, Mu Ziling thought it was an illusion, her hand paused, and she directly picked up the pot.

However……

"It hurts—" This time it was no longer a muffled groan, but a more real cry of pain.

Mu Ziling frowned subconsciously, then turned to look at Long Xiaoyu.

Although he was still lying on his side with his back to her at the moment, Mu Ziling, who was condescending at this moment, could see Long Xiaoyu's handsome side face, which seemed to be a little distorted due to the pain.

The most important thing is that Mu Ziling also saw bits and pieces of fine cold sweat reflected by the light from that fair skin.

It really hurts!

what happened?

Mu Ziling thumped suspiciously in her heart, she put down the casserole, and walked over worriedly: "What's wrong with you? You..."

While speaking, she has eagerly straightened Long Xiaoyu's sideways body.

However, when Mu Ziling's fingertips inadvertently touched Long Xiaoyu's skin, her words froze instantly.

So cold!

"Long Xiaoyu, is your heart hurting again?" Mu Ziling knew very well that every time Long Xiaoyu's evil spirit relapsed, his whole body would be as cold as ice.

At the same time, she was belatedly aware that last night Long Xiaoyu also said that his heart hurts, but his body was as hot as fire, and he didn't feel cold at all.

The attack last night was like a fire, and now the attack is like an ice injection, what's going on? Mu Ziling was puzzled.

However, now is not the time for her to think too much.

Because Long Xiaoyu only relapsed last night, and now she relapses... so frequently, and it's hot and cold, Youxin worried her endlessly.

Mu Ziling's question, Long Xiaoyu's answer was to turn his face away again, turn sideways, and 'endure' the pain even more pitifully.

When did this happen, why did he become arrogant again?

If it wasn't for knowing that Long Xiaoyu really had a relapse of anger in his heart, Mu Ziling really wanted to run away and slam the door.

But at this moment, facing Long Xiaoyu, who was sweating non-stop and crying out for pain, she could only be patient and coax in a good voice: "Get up quickly, let me have a look, okay?"

"Not good..." Long Xiaoyu muffled.

"You!" Mu Ziling hung three black lines on his forehead, suppressed his temper and asked patiently, "What's wrong?"

Really, when you meet such a monster, you haven't gotten angry with him yet, but he's directly pitiful and wronged in front of you.

Mu Ziling simply felt that he was a life to worry about, and it hadn't been long before it started again.

Just when Mu Ziling was extremely depressed, Long Xiaoyu's voice seemed to be filled with grievance and pitiful again: "You are not good."