Cold King’s Dominating Love, Genius Medical Consort

Just when Mu Ziling was a little shocked by the grand romantic scene in front of him, a woman in the middle of the staircase in front came towards them.

Compared with the busty buttocks and slender waist ladies on both sides of the stairs, this woman's clothes look light and graceful, graceful and elegant.

I saw her in her mid-twenties, with long eyebrows and beautiful eyes, red lips and pretty nose, on a pretty and vulgar face, only a little makeup was applied, but she had a gorgeous and elegant sense of sight, she was wearing a red gauze shirt, three feet of floor-length smoke veil was held on her jade arms, and she walked step by step, gracefully, like stepping on light and delicate dance steps, and a lotus was born every step of the way.

"Young Master Long, you're here. Think about how long it's been since you came to our Fengyuejian. Some people talk about you every day." The woman in red had a slight smile on her lips, her voice was soft and clear, not particularly enthusiastic, but not too late.

If it was said that he was a little shocked when he saw everything in front of him, but now he heard the woman in red greet Long Xiaoyu and Shulong, Mu Ziling's head was blown.

How long has it been since you came here... used to come often?

Some people talk about it every day... Besides women, who else can talk about it in this place?

The simple words of the woman in red were enough to arouse infinite reverie. Mu Ziling's chest rose and fell slightly, but her expression remained calm, she inadvertently raised her hand to cover her lower mouth, and the corners of her lips twitched slightly.

"I don't know why you brought me here, but don't blame me for not reminding you in advance. From now on, if you dare to stay with Yingying Yanyan here for a second longer, I don't mind letting you stay by your emperor's father's side in the days to come. If you don't believe me, you can try it." A light but full of lethal voice sounded in Long Xiaoyu's ears. Of course, this sentence was only heard by him.

Isn't that the eunuch to accompany you? Long Xiaoyu's fingertips trembled slightly, and when he was about to cast his eyes on the woman in red, he was almost full of desire to survive and turned to the innocent little woman beside him.

The woman in red didn't seem to mind being ignored at all. At this moment, she followed Long Xiaoyu's gaze and looked at Mu Ziling who was dressed in men's clothing.

Just a glance, the eyes of the woman in red suddenly flashed a flash of amazement.

If Long Shao belonged to the cool color system, no matter how indifferent his temperament and aura were, making it difficult for people to get close, then the young man in front of him had a warm color system, and his quiet, beautiful and light-hearted temperament could melt the hearts of countless young girls.

The appearance of these two stunning men together in her place is simply two beautiful landscapes. It was the woman in red who was in charge of Fengyuejian, and had seen countless men, but for a while, she was slightly aroused by the two in front of her.

"Who is this young master?" the woman in red asked with an elegant demeanor, as if interested.

"Ai Yu." Mu Ziling spit out two words briefly, then bent his eyebrows and asked strangely: "Is Young Master Long a regular visitor here?"

Hearing this, Long Xiaoyu's starry eyes flickered slightly, and he could clearly hear the gnashing of teeth between the lines of the little girl from home.

When Mu Ziling spoke, the red-clothed woman's eyes were slightly startled, and then she smiled softly, without saying a word, she made a gesture of invitation: "Young Master Long, Mr. Ai, please come inside."

Long Xiaoyu habitually stretched out his hand to Mu Ziling, wanting to hold her hand.

but it is--

"Crack!" The outstretched hand was slapped away crisply.

What's the matter with two big men holding hands? What's more, in this special place, is it not enough to attract attention?

I don't know if it's because I was slapped like this before, or because there is nowhere to release the turbulent waves in my heart, but Mu Ziling's attack is not light at all, and the beating made her hands hurt.

Looking at the little woman who was walking in front while shaking her hands, Long Xiaoyu's lips curled into a seemingly invisible arc, and she hurriedly followed her with big strides.

The woman in red walked last, looking past Long Xiaoyu to the handsome young man in front of him, there seemed to be something extra in her smiling eyes.

Entering Fengyuejian, Mu Ziling was once again provoked by the scene in front of her and stopped in her tracks.

The bright and luxurious building-within-a-building pattern, the decoration is even more magnificent and colorful, the whole hall is as big as a square, and there is a circular stage in the center, and there are about 20 women who are also nakedly dressed singing and dancing on the stage.

Small red sandalwood tables under the stage are placed in a circle around the stage. Almost every table is full of people. Every man must be sitting next to a beautiful woman who is drinking and laughing. How to describe this atmosphere? It is said to be a field of fireworks and willows, but there is no sense of decadence in it, it can only be said that it is hovering at the extreme critical point.

But after all, it is a field of fireworks and willows, no matter how you look at it, it is a school of immorality.

"Mr. Ai, Young Master Long is a frequent visitor of our Fengyuejian. He is the most familiar here, so I won't accompany you. I hope you two have a good time." The woman in red didn't know if it was intentional, but her deep voice sounded like thunderstorms in Mu Ziling's ears.

When Mu Ziling turned around to look, the woman in red gave her a sweet smile, and then left with graceful steps.

Strange to say, from the moment they appeared in Fengyuejian to now when they entered, except for the woman in red who came up to greet them, no woman came up to flatter and strike up a conversation.

Mu Ziling glanced around again with some weird eyes, and then looked at Long Xiaoyu, suppressed the emotions that were about to burst out in his heart, and squeezed out a dangerous but beautiful smile: "I'm new here, I'm not familiar with the place of life, should Long Shao recommend to me which girl in Fengyuejian is good for her service?"

As if he didn't see the fire brewing in her eyes, Long Xiaoyu pretended to glance into the hall with his ascetic eyes, then looked at her, and said as seriously as he wanted: "Everything here is not good, let's go."

After speaking, he turned sideways and walked towards the curved stairs on the side of the hall.

Looking at Long Xiaoyu's back leading the way, Mu Ziling was stunned for a moment, then again, and finally, as if venting, he punched that back heavily.

The two of them went up to the second floor one after the other, and went up to the third floor. During this period, they turned around several times, and then went up and down the stairs several times. Mu Ziling was completely confused.

In her impression, the interior layout of this hemispherical building is a building within a building. It should be impressive at a glance and not that complicated. But why does she feel that she followed Long Xiaoyu through a maze?

When Mu Ziling was feeling angry, Long Xiaoyu, who had been walking in front, finally stopped at the door of a room, and then opened the door to enter.

"Bang—" Mu Ziling, who followed closely behind, closed the door heavily.

Mu Ziling didn't know how she walked this way without waves, she only knew that there was a tumbling flame in her chest, which made her almost explode.

Couldn't bear it anymore, after closing the door, Mu Ziling aggressively pushed Long Xiaoyu back, forcing him to sit on a grand teacher's chair, then put his hands on the armrests, and spoke with an incomparably sharp tone: "I can't tell, Long Xiaoyu, are you still a regular visitor here? Tell me, which girl is thinking about you? Which girl here are you thinking about again? The way you led the way just now is very old-fashioned...Frank and lenient, resist strict, Long Xiaoyu, today If you don't explain everything clearly to me, don't even think about going to sleep, no... don't even think about it in the future, don't even think about going to this girl's bed."

"Ahem..." A cough sounded in the room inappropriately the moment Mu Ziling's words fell.

Thinking it was an auditory hallucination, Mu Ziling blinked, then blinked again, finally raised her head quietly, and looked in the direction of the coughing sound——

A person, a living person.

Yes, there is another outsider besides her and Long Xiaoyu in this room.

"Cough...cough cough..." Seeing that big living person, Mu Ziling coughed violently as if infected, why was there such an embarrassing word in his heart?

Can she swallow those words just now? Can she find a crack in the ground and slip in?

Watching the little woman close at hand change from domineering to downcast, with even more colorful expressions on her face, Long Xiaoyu, who had already fallen under her aggressive aura, suppressed the corners of her lips that were about to rise, and pulled her into his arms like no one else, and then she sat on his lap in a heroic posture.

"There are so many questions, which one should I answer first?" His voice seemed to be affected by his mood, it was elegant and low, and it was extremely pleasant.

"Cough! I told you two not to go too far. Although our Fengyuejian is a place of romance, we are not happy to be so bold and unrestrained. I didn't see that there is a big living person here." The outsider who was ignored was choked by saliva once, and finally couldn't help making a sound.

Hearing the joking voice, Mu Ziling jumped up from Long Xiaoyu's legs almost reflexively, glared at him angrily, and then looked at the outsider.

A handsome man with ink-painted eyebrows and autumn-like eyes, dressed in white clothes with silver-patterned cloud sleeves, simple and elegant, with black ink hair only half tied up, a fine strand of hair on his forehead fluttering under the silver iron fan in his hand, the whole person looks lazy and casual yet elegant.

"This is your little wife? Ruanrou Township is a hero's tomb, so it's no wonder I haven't seen anyone for so long." The man asked Long Xiaoyu, but looked at Mu Ziling with interest, and then greeted her softly: "It's better to be famous than to meet, Xiaojiao... Cough, girl, hello, Bai Xiaosheng, although it's the first time we met, but because you are so savage and cute, you can call me Xiaobaibai..."

As the last few words came out of his mouth, Bai Xiaosheng immediately felt someone's death gaze. He coughed lightly again, but still not afraid of death, he turned the topic around Mu Ziling: "Meeting is fate, dare to ask girl—"

Before he finished speaking this time, a sharp silver light flew towards him...