Cold King’s Dominating Love, Genius Medical Consort

When Mu Ziling opened his eyes again, his eyes were already clear and bright.

Mu Ziling knew that she had already passed the test of that clone in the Ghost Realm and came out smoothly.

What made Mu Ziling gratified was that the large and small whip wounds on her body before were only painful in the Double Shadow Realm, but now that she came out, she didn't have any scars on her body.

Mu Ziling didn't know how much time she had spent from opening the Faluo Dzi Bead into the Double Shadow Realm, and then out, but she knew that no matter how much time it took, this trip to the Double Shadow Realm was worth the most to her.

Because she has already broken through the bottleneck period that Long Xiaoyu said was the most difficult to get through, and she has benefited a lot from it, so her road to martial arts will be smooth all the way after that.

Back then, her evildoer kept laughing and thinking that she would have a hard time going through this hurdle, but now that he knows that he has broken through with ease, he might look at her with admiration.

While Mu Ziling was full of joy, she regretted that she couldn't share the joy of her success with Long Xiaoyu immediately... She didn't know when she would be able to see him, and she didn't know if the plan she had decided this time would be successful.

Without thinking about it, Mu Ziling let out a deep breath, then got up and went out.

The door of the practice room was only opened by "Zhi Ya" a second ago, and a figure flashed in front of Mu Ziling's eyes the next second.

"Princess, something has happened." Ghost appeared in front of Mu Ziling with an anxious expression on his face.

Judging by his appearance, he must have been waiting outside the door for a long time. Knowing that Mu Ziling was practicing inside, he was also afraid that she might go mad, so he didn't dare to disturb her.

It is rare to see ghosts so anxious on weekdays, Mu Ziling couldn't help but wonder: "What happened? Is there a change in the battle situation on the front line, or did you find some important clues?"

"No." Guimei shook her head and said seriously, "It's Miss Qingling."

"Qingling..." Mu Ziling frowned, and his heart suddenly froze: "What's wrong with her?"

Guimei's expression was solemn: "Miss Qingling is in prison."

"What!?" Mu Ziling's eyes widened, and he suddenly cried out in surprise, "What's going on? Aren't you guys looking for information in the Library Pavilion? It's only been so long, why did you end up in a cell for no reason? It's still a death row."

"A few days ago, my subordinate and Ms. Qing Ling were indeed looking up information in the Library Pavilion—" Gui Mei opened his mouth, but was suddenly interrupted by Mu Ziling.

"Wait, you said a while ago..." Mu Ziling frowned, and asked suspiciously: "How long has it been since I asked you to check the information?"

Gui Mei wondered why Mu Ziling didn't even know how long he had been in seclusion, but he answered truthfully: "It's been half a month."

Originally thought that it would only take one night at most for me to deal with the clone in the Double Shadow Realm, but I didn't expect that more than half a month would pass after I closed and opened my eyes... Mu Ziling found it incredible.

She shivered, and then signaled the ghost to continue.

The ghost understands, and continues to explain the cause and effect of Qingling's accident: "My subordinates and Miss Qingling have almost stayed in the library to check information and never went out. But just four days ago, Miss Qingling disappeared for no reason. Because she hadn't said hello beforehand, my subordinates didn't know where she went. When there was news of her, it was the second day that the news came from the palace that two princesses were brutally murdered. The murderer was Miss Qingling."

Hearing this, Mu Ziling asked amusedly and uncertainly, "You said the sick man died? Or did Qing Ling kill him?"

Knowing that the sick person in Mu Ziling's mouth was Princess Anya, Gui Mei nodded: "Yes, Princess Anya is dead. As for whether Miss Qingling did it, I don't know."

"You just said that two princesses died, one was sick, so what about the other?" Mu Ziling frowned suspiciously, and suddenly said in shock: "It can't be..."

As far as she knew, Emperor Wenyin had no children. If the princess was Princess Anya adopted by the Queen Mother, the other princess was Long Jiayi.

Knowing who Mu Ziling was hesitant to speak, Gui Mei hurriedly shook his head and explained: "It's not the eldest princess, it's a little princess. I heard that it was adopted by Concubine Xiao not long ago, and she is only seven or eight years old."

Hearing this, Mu Ziling let out a "Oh" with peace of mind, and then asked quietly: "Then what exactly happened? How was Qing Ling identified as the murderer?"

The ghost confessed: "I heard that he was arrested on the spot, and there are all witnesses and material evidence. The method of killing was extremely cruel. The Queen Mother was furious, and she was furious. She ordered Miss Qingling to be killed at that time. Later, the emperor came forward in time, so she was temporarily detained in Dali Temple for investigation. But the case was confirmed yesterday, and Miss Qingling was transferred to death row, and she was determined to be executed in three days."

After listening, Mu Ziling's complexion changed again and again, and a flash of thought flashed in his black and white eyes.

It is not surprising to say that Qing Ling killed people cruelly, but it is ridiculous to say that Qing Ling went to the palace to kill people out of nowhere and was caught.

Even if Qing Ling was upset that Princess Anya wanted to occupy the magpie's nest that day, and wanted to vent her anger for her, it wouldn't be so troublesome to go to the palace to kill someone.

Thinking about how the murder was done in the end, but it also made him feel fishy and couldn't wipe it clean. How could Qingling do such a thing that was not worth the candle?

The more Mu Ziling thought about it, the more ridiculous it seemed that this happened.

Seeing that Mu Ziling didn't respond for a long time, Gui Mei called out subconsciously: "Princess, what should I do now?"

Mu Ziling came back to his senses, and couldn't help asking: "Where is Long Xiaoze when such a big incident happened?"

Logically speaking, Qing Ling is about to be beheaded, and Long Xiaoze should be the one who is most anxious now, but he is not heard of at this moment, which makes Mu Ziling feel a little strange.

Mentioning Long Xiaoze, Gui Mei was also puzzled: "The Sixth Prince made a big fuss in the palace because of this incident at first, but later he must have figured it out on his own, and was afraid that the trouble would get worse, so he settled down. The subordinates haven't seen him in the past two days, so I don't know where he is at the moment."

Mu Ziling nodded, indicating that he understood.

The death row is no different from other big prisons, and all the prisoners are locked up on death row. How many inhuman tortures will be hidden in it, who knows?

Although he knew that Qingling was cold-tempered, would not give in, let alone be easily bullied, but Mu Ziling couldn't help but worry.

After briefly understanding the situation, Mu Ziling didn't continue to ask, she walked away with a condensed expression.

The ghost then followed.

Before he took two steps, the ghost seemed to know where Mu Ziling was going at this moment. He quickly reminded: "Princess, the death cell is strictly guarded. It is almost surrounded by copper walls and iron walls. Without the order from above, no one can enter."

"Really?" Mu Ziling stopped and smiled coldly, as if disapproving: "Then I might be the exception."

Anyone except one? Ghost looked puzzled.

Before the ghost understood what it meant, Mu Ziling turned around and told him, "You don't have to follow. Since the case was investigated by Dali Temple, you should go to Dali Temple and inform Dali Temple Qing Shen Siyang..."

After a pause, an incomprehensible smile appeared on the corner of Mu Ziling's mouth: "Well...just tell him that I will go to him later to catch up on the past, and ask him to prepare good tea and wait."

Gui Mei was stunned for a moment when he heard it, and was immediately puzzled: "Princess, what do you mean..."

Mu Ziling waved his hand: "Go, that old man knows my taste and what kind of tea to prepare."

In terms of listening to words, playing word games, straight wood like ghosts, it is impossible to be understood no matter what.

So, he had no choice but to be at a loss, and took the order to go.

At the same time as the ghost left, Mu Ziling's figure flickered and disappeared instantly.

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into the night.

The night is as cool as water, with no stars and no moon, and the dark night is as quiet as death.

Mu Ziling, who was dressed in night clothes, was hiding on a tall tree, with only a pair of bright eyes showing from all over his body, looking at the place about 50 meters ahead that was illuminated by the torch without blinking.

Accompanied by the swaying torch, you can clearly see two large characters engraved on the high marble wall - Death Row.

As Ghost said before, the death cell in front of him is not only surrounded by iron walls, but even the guards are surrounded by three layers inside and three layers outside.

With such strict guards, let alone human beings, even a fly would not be able to fly in.

Mu Ziling, who was almost integrated with the night and the tall trees, stared at the light ahead for a while, a sly gleam appeared in his eyes.

If it was half a month ago, she didn't have the ability, nor the confidence to sneak into this death cell that even flies can't fly into.

But today is different.

Today, she has returned from the ghost world, and she can come in handy right now.

In the end, it was the first time to test the water outside after turning things around. Mu Ziling's heart was more or less agitated, but it didn't affect her performance at all.

Mu Ziling took a deep breath, and then the soles of her feet felt windy.

When the branches swayed, Mu Ziling was no longer on the tree.

At the same time, the group of guards outside the death cell only felt a gust of dark night wind blowing over their faces.

Before they could feel the tingling in their cheeks, the evil wind disappeared without a trace, as if it had never been set off.

Perhaps because of the turmoil at this moment, the leading guard subconsciously touched the large bunch of prison keys tied around his waist.

The key was obviously still hanging on his body, but why did he feel light on his waist for such a moment just now?

The guard at the head couldn't figure it out, so he pulled himself together and sternly said: "One by one, cheer up, don't let go of any troubles, and keep an eye on me."

Qi Shushu answered for a while: "Yes."

Who would have known that the instigator who caused the turmoil just now was already standing relaxed in the prison with only faint candlelight.

Dark, damp, cold and terrifying, this is the scene of the prison that Mu Ziling saw at the moment.

This death cell is far more eerie and frightening than the cells in Dali Temple. After standing like this for a short while, Mu Ziling suddenly felt a gust of wind creeping up under his feet.

The corridor of the dungeon is very long and pitch-black, and it seems impossible to see the bottom at a glance.

Not knowing exactly which room Qing Ling was locked in, Mu Ziling had to search for it in the dark...