Cold King’s Dominating Love, Genius Medical Consort

Long Jiayi turned around and saw that Mu Ziling's gaze was locked on her body, and her displeased expression suddenly changed, becoming faster than changing the sky.

She was taken aback for a moment, and then a warm smile filled her face: "Oh, my niece and daughter-in-law are here, come here quickly and see what delicious food little aunt has prepared for you."

While speaking, Long Jiayi had already got up and walked towards Mu Ziling.

For Long Jiayi's enthusiastic temperament, Mu Ziling can be said to be no stranger to it now.

She bent her lips and greeted politely: "Good morning, little aunt."

"Look outside, it's already getting to the top of the club, is it still early?" Long Jiayi sneered, and then smiled meaningfully: "It's okay, it's okay, you must be tired these days, you should take more rest..."

At this point, Long Jiayi easily took Mu Ziling's hand, and pulled her to a stew pot that had just been cooked: "Come here, take a look, my little aunt knows you must be tired, and this morning, I specially asked someone to cook a cup of chicken soup for you to replenish... But this old hen has just been cooked, and it may take an hour to eat it, don't worry, just wait."

Although Long Jiayi's enthusiasm has made Mu Ziling accustomed, but her words and actions made Mu Ziling a little confused, she waved her hand subconsciously: "Little aunt, don't be so troublesome, I can just eat whatever I want."

As if she didn't hear what she said, Long Jiayi ordered someone to bring another chair, and then pulled her back to her seat: "Let's go, let's sit there and wait, we can eat soon."

Before Mu Ziling had time to say anything, she was already dragged away by Long Jiayi, but she was so hungry that she saw a basket of steamed buns on the table beside her, so she reached out and walked away with two.

Long Jiayi pulled Mu Ziling to a chair and sat down, only to see that she had already gnawed on the steamed buns, she immediately feigned anger and said, "Why did you eat it? Nephew and daughter-in-law, you would rather eat these dry steamed buns than the chicken soup I carefully prepared for you?"

"That's not what it means." Mu Ziling stuffed her mouth full, and quickly shook her head, "I accept Little Aunt's wishes, but I..."

Before Mu Ziling could finish speaking, he was immediately overwhelmed by the sound of "cuckoo" coming from his stomach.

Well……

Mu Ziling subconsciously covered her growling stomach, and smiled awkwardly: "...a little hungry."

"Okay, let's eat." Seeing her unbelievable appearance, Long Jiayi couldn't help giggling, and then said: "But you can only eat these two, save some stomach, and drink chicken soup later."

Mu Ziling only smiled, silently took another mouthful of steamed buns, and didn't speak.

Long Jiayi pulled her and began to ask questions: "Has that kid Yu'er exhausted you the past few days?"

Thinking that Long Jiayi was talking about the fact that she had forced the evil spirits for Long Xiaoyu in the past few days, Mu Ziling smiled and shook her head: "Fortunately..."

"What's okay?" Long Jiayi didn't seem to believe her words, her tone was distressed, mixed with a trace of intriguing pleasure: "Look at how you can't control your mouth or move your legs, I see, you are exhausted."

Can't control your mouth, can't move your legs? ? ?

Mu Ziling blinked, then blinked again, she simply didn't understand the meaning of these words.

Why does she feel that there is something in this little aunt's words?

"Not tired, really." Mu Ziling emphasized heavily, and suddenly seemed to think of something, and suggested: "But the chicken soup carefully prepared by my little aunt, it's just right for Long Xiaoyu—"

Before Mu Ziling finished speaking, Long Jiayi, who seemed to know what she was going to say, interrupted her immediately.

"No." Long Jiayi snorted unhappily: "That kid Yu'er is going to make up again, can you bear it?"

"Why not?" Mu Ziling looked puzzled.

It's just a cup of chicken soup, why can't she stand it? Besides, she came here this morning to get some food for Long Xiaoyu, now that there is ready-made chicken soup, why not do it?

When Long Xiaoyu was mentioned, Long Jiayi's face turned pale, but when facing Mu Ziling, she kept smiling, but reminded her earnestly like an elder: "Little aunt knows that you have a good relationship, but you have a certain degree of love. You have to stay behind closed doors for a few days. How can you bear it? You said that kid Yu'er wants to make up for it, so it's okay—"

Before Long Jiayi finished speaking, the steamed bun that Mu Ziling had just swallowed suddenly choked in her throat, causing her to cough "cough cough cough", and her face immediately turned red.

"What's wrong? Are you choking?" Long Jiayi quickly reached out and patted Mu Ziling's back to comfort her, and then ordered a servant who was busy by the side: "Then so-and-so, hurry up and get a glass of water."

Soon, the servant poured water.

Mu Ziling took the water and took a few sips before he calmed down.

Unexpectedly, she just recovered, Long Jiayi was concerned about her, and at the same time told her: "Although you have been here for more than two years, this little belly hasn't moved at all, but this kind of thing can't be rushed. Although my little aunt is still alone at this age, I also know that this kind of thing has to be done according to fate. I really can't rush it. Take your time..."

God knows what kind of mood Mu Ziling is in at this moment, wanting to cry up to the sky.

Can this little aunt chat with her enthusiastically for a long time, not because she feels sorry for her for taking care of Long Xiaoyu for so many days, but because of this whimsical idea of ​​hugging her nephew?

Isn't this talking about chicken and duck, can't they be on the same channel?

I can't talk today.

Just when Mu Ziling was mad and complaining, Long Jiayi was still sighing with regret a second ago, and now she is happy with herself: "But it doesn't matter, these few days you and Yu'er are hiding in the room and working so hard to make a villain. I think this fate is coming... No, I just let someone make chicken soup for you to make up for it. Maybe I will be a little aunt in a while."

While speaking, Long Jiayi couldn't help but attached her hand to Mu Ziling's flat stomach, as if a little life was already being bred there, her movements were as gentle and soft as cotton.

at the same time.

"Pfft..." Mu Ziling spit out a mouthful of water.

"Why are you choking again?" Long Jiayi hastily moved the hand that was touching her belly to pat her back and patted her back. She seemed concerned and blamed and said, "Eat slowly, it's just steamed buns, and no one will grab you. The next cup of old hen soup will be yours."

"Cough cough cough..." Mu Ziling coughed and waved his hands: "It's okay, I'm fine..."

No wonder.

In Mu Ziling's heart, she wanted to cry, but there were no tears, and there was unspeakable suffering.

I still can't control my mouth, and I can't move my legs.

She admitted that she couldn't control her mouth when she was hungry, but she couldn't move her legs... What does this mean?

Mu Ziling felt that if she wanted to sit here again and listen to this little aunt with a bold and unrestrained personality, talk about these things that blushed and heartbeated, she would definitely vomit a pot of old blood.

How did Long Jiayi know that Mu Ziling was depressed and going crazy?

At this moment, she sighed softly again: "My niece, don't blame the little aunt for being naughty and worrying. She is just a person who has experienced it, and also... You know that Yu'er has never been loved by his mother and concubine since he was a child. As a little aunt, why don't I help him keep an eye on him?"

At the end, she raised her finger again, and said with a strong promise: "But don't worry, stare at me, no matter what you are right or wrong, little aunt will stand by your side. Little aunt, I not only treat you as my niece and daughter-in-law, but also my sister."

Mu Ziling can't eat any more steamed buns, nor can she drink any water.

This little aunt who worried about her nephew has already talked about this, what else can she say?

It's just that this little aunt's desire to hug her grandnephew may not be placed on her... Mu Ziling pulled the corners of her lips slightly, and she didn't even notice it. This smile revealed a little bit of bitterness.

"What's wrong?" Keenly aware of the strange expression on Mu Ziling's face, Long Jiayi immediately lowered her face, and her tone became fierce: "Did that brat bully you?"

"No, no." Mu Ziling shook her head and denied it. She was afraid that Long Jiayi would refuse to let go of the childbirth, so she quickly changed the subject: "Little aunt still remembers that day in Central Prosperity, when you let me and Ye Zimu get closer?"

Hearing this, Long Jiayi, who was aggressively raising her sleeves just a second ago to fight against her nephew and daughter-in-law, suddenly froze and froze.

One second, ten seconds, twenty seconds...

Mu Ziling waited for a full minute, but Long Jiayi, who hadn't stopped talking just now, spoke again. She even maintained a frozen posture, not knowing what she was thinking.

Seeing this, Mu Ziling couldn't help but think to himself: If I knew she would mention this matter as soon as she came, I wouldn't have made the oolong just now.

After another half hour...

Mu Ziling finally couldn't help it, and moved her lips.

And just when she was about to speak out again, Long Jiayi blinked suddenly, and looked at her in the blink of an eye: "What? Did you find something?"

Long Jiayi asked this in a very calm tone, so quiet that no one could hear any emotion, but Mu Ziling keenly caught the flash of tension and expectation in her eyes.

Seeing her like this, Mu Ziling nodded without hesitation, "Yeah."

When she was in the Central Prosperity, she was still wondering why Long Jiayi asked her to get closer to Ye Zimu, and she had to remember the three words "Ye Zimu". It was not until she recognized Ye Zimu that she was Mu Ziye that she knew Long Jiayi's thoughts in telling her that way.

She thought, Long Jiayi must have discovered that Ye Zimu is Mu Ziye, but she didn't dare to admit it, or she was afraid to face it.

Although I don't know the story between Mu Ziye and Long Jiayi, it is not difficult to guess the deep look of Long Jiayi and Mu Ziye in Central Prosperity, the story between them is not just a one-sided acquaintance.

Based on this alone, Mu Ziling, who had already started, didn't intend to hide any more, she froze, and said seriously: "I know he still has another identity, he—"

Before Mu Ziling could finish speaking, Long Jiayi suddenly became startled, and grabbed her wrist very tightly and forcefully.

Mu Ziling frowned in pain.

"Let's go out and talk." Xu Shi saw that there were a lot of people here, so Long Jiayi didn't ask Mu Ziling's opinion, took her hand, and walked out the door.

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