Cold King’s Dominating Love, Genius Medical Consort

Ghost quickly took off Ghosting's shoes and socks, then leaned close to his ear and whispered: "Shadow, listen to brother, don't be stubborn, give in to the princess, and we'll go out."

"You!" Gui Ying glared at him viciously, and snorted coldly, "You can't be humiliated, even if you die, I will never give in to anyone."

The voice of his words was sonorous and forceful, very tough, obviously speaking for Mu Ziling.

But Mu Ziling didn't seem to hear it, her expression remained the same, and she took out a bottle of medicine from her sleeve and threw it to the ghost: "Smear it on."

As soon as he heard it wiped, Ghost immediately thought it was some kind of golden wound medicine to heal trauma. After he clasped his fists and thanked him, he realized that the punishment Guiying received in Purgatory Hall was all mental, and there was no trauma at all. Why did the princess give this medicine to wipe it off?

not……

Ghost looked at the medicine bottle in his hand, then at Ghosting's shiny soles, and finally at Mu Ziling: "Wipe, wipe your feet?"

Mu Ziling glanced at him sideways: "Otherwise, what do you think?"

Gui Mei was stunned, and suddenly had a bad premonition in his heart, but after receiving Mu Ziling's suddenly cold expression, he hesitated for a while, but he still insisted on doing so.

As if he was about to take off his shoes just now, the ghost struggled and resisted again, and even raised his hand at the ghost.

"Isn't it true that a scholar can be killed without humiliation? Why can't he take it after just wiping something?" Mu Ziling's light words immediately made Guiying calm down as if swallowing his anger.

At the same time, the ghostly hand trembled slightly, and a cold sweat broke out in his heart.

Yes, he should have known long ago that their mistress has never been easy to mess with. If anyone messes with her, she will return ten feet. So, how could she let the ghost walk out of the Purgatory Hall today as if nothing happened?

But this is also good, let the boy Shadow experience the methods of the princess, and then he will know how to have a long memory... After all, it is impossible for the princess to kill him.

After thinking about it in relief, the smearing action on the ghost's hand immediately became more at ease, and in the end, he even smeared the whole bottle of medicine on the ghost's feet.

Mu Ziling was very satisfied with Gui Mei's act of "killing relatives with righteousness". She waved her hand at Gui Mei: "Okay, you go out and wait outside."

"Yes." Ghost responded, then silently cast a sympathetic look at Ghost, and backed out.

I don't know whether Mu Ziling was intentional or unintentional, but the moment the ghost came to the door, she said something with interest in her tone: "I heard that the punishments in your Purgatory Hall are all kinds of strange things, there are physical ones, as well as spiritual ones...but you guys are thick-skinned, so suffering a little bit of flesh and blood shouldn't be a big deal, so I want to try whether it's your Purgatory Hall's mental punishment that works better, or mine."

When the ghost who was leading the door heard this, his heart skipped a beat, and his sympathy suddenly turned into prayer.

There was silence in the hall for a moment.

Mu Ziling looked at Ghosting with cold eyes: "Tell me, what happened to this woman, your master?"

Ghost Ying didn't want to be under Mu Ziling's nose, and wanted to get up from the ground, but after several attempts to no avail, he simply crossed his legs on the spot, closed his eyes and meditated.

His attitude of indifference is obvious.

"Aren't you going to say it?" Mu Ziling smiled lightly, "Very well, I hope you can keep still like this and not say a word."

Ghost Shadow sat upright, without moving his eyelids.

Mu Ziling hooked the corners of his lips disapprovingly, and then changed to a more comfortable position, the old god was picking his fingers on the ground.

Time passed by second by second.

In the lobby, which had been quiet for an unknown amount of time, suddenly there was an unexpected huh sound.

"ha--"

The sound was short and disappeared in an instant.

But soon, there was another sound, this time it was longer, but it was a low muffled sound, as if holding back something.

Mu Ziling slightly opened his eyelids, and glanced lightly.

I saw the ghost who was still sitting upright and motionless just now was hugging his feet, scratching and scratching desperately, his cold and serious poker face turned into a pig's liver.

Mu Ziling pursed her lips and smiled, and kindly reminded: "Don't do useless work, the more you scratch, the more wanton it will become, and in the end the itchy sensation may spread over every inch of your body, making you itch so uncontrollably."

"You...haha..." Ghosting just opened his mouth, and before he uttered a word, it turned into a haha ​​laugh, which made him subconsciously tighten his mouth again.

It's just that his mouth was tense for less than three seconds, and the itching that directly hit his spiritual consciousness came from the soles of his feet continuously, which made him open his mouth and laugh out loud one after another.

"Haha...hahaha..."

"Hahaha...haha..."

The ghost image seemed to be laughing, subverting the image, hugging his legs, rolling and laughing.

He couldn't stop smiling.

Logically speaking, as the personal guard of His Highness Qi Wang, he has gone through all kinds of trials and hardships, and possesses a strong psychological quality and endurance. In the face of various tortures to extract confessions, coercion and temptation, there is absolutely no possibility of compromise.

But the ghost at this moment didn't know what was wrong with him. The unwavering perseverance in his heart was easily defeated like this, and he was out of control.

"It's true that you are well-trained and unwavering in your determination. No amount of majesty can make you succumb, but it just so happens that the tricks I, a woman, use are designed to cure rough-skinned and thick-skinned tough guys like you who would rather die than surrender."

Mu Ziling's slow tone of voice was like a wisp of spell-cast misty breeze, which penetrated into Ghost Shadow's ears like threads, making him unable to restrain himself from raising his head and laughing even more presumptuously.

You must know that Guiying has always been a serious person, let alone joking, even the most basic emotional expressions are difficult to show on his face. From this, it can be seen that the image at this moment is so disturbed that it is more uncomfortable than killing him directly.

Isn't this the kind of effect Mu Ziling wanted?

Since it is "torture to extract a confession", it is natural to find the right method to check the number.

This seemingly ineffective method of extorting a confession might not be effective if applied to other people, but it is used on Ghost Shadow... Mu Ziling said that it is the most suitable.

Seeing that Ghosting was about to die from laughter, Mu Ziling flicked a pill into his wide-jawed mouth.

As the pill melted in the mouth, the ghost's laughter became smaller and then silent.

At this moment, his expression is definitely the most expressive ever. Various embarrassing and uncomfortable emotions are intertwined, which can be summed up in two words: wonderful.

Before the ghost could breathe a sigh of relief, Mu Ziling's words were like a reminder, and faintly spread out again: "Laughing is enough, next, do you choose to cry, or choose to say?"

There was a half-smile in her eyes, and she still looked at the ghost in such a gentle and harmless manner.

If you want to ask how big is the psychological shadow area of ​​the ghost under Mu Ziling's gaze, only he knows.

Asking him to be a big man crying in front of a woman, and crying so hard...Ghosting couldn't even think about that scene.

He and Mu Ziling looked at each other for less than a second, then he turned his face away in resentment, and squeezed out two words from between his teeth: "I! Say it!"

Mu Ziling restrained her face and remained silent.

Ghosting was silent for a while before speaking: "Since you are married to the master, you should have heard about who the master's concubine is."

"Yun Jin?" Mu Ziling frowned slightly, and subconsciously blurted out: "Isn't she..."

The ghost shook his head and interrupted: "No, madam, she is still alive and has always been there."

Mu Ziling frowned and asked, "Then where is she now?"

"That's not what you should ask. What you should ask is how the master has come all these years." Gritting his teeth, Ghosting said, his emotions suddenly became agitated: "It's all because of your mother. If it weren't for your mother, the wife would not have been asleep all these years, and the master would not have wandered on the edge of life and death several times because he was going to find medicine for the wife... Do you know where the master went? It is not an exaggeration to say that it is extremely vicious, but even so, he went... alone, from the age of nine ..."

Being alone, since he was nine years old...he has been in charge of his own life?

It was as if Mu Ziling's forehead had been struck by a thunderbolt. She stood up abruptly, and stared at the ghost condescendingly: "What did you say? You made it clear to me."

"Isn't that clear enough?" Ghosting snorted coldly: "I'm talking about your mother, that woman named Ziyin, she was the one who murdered Mrs. Yunjin, and she was the one who made Master suffer all kinds of difficulties that ordinary people can't bear again and again. Before that, we never understood how she, a woman who lived in legends, found Mrs. Yunjin. Later, we found out that it was because of her selfish interests, because of you..."

Mu Ziling couldn't listen to what Ghosting said at the end, and she didn't know what kind of mood she walked out of Purgatory Hall.

"Princess..." Waiting anxiously for a ghost at the door, seeing Mu Ziling walk out with a blank expression, he suddenly felt that something was wrong.

"Don't follow me." Mu Ziling dropped these words, and then cast an instant shadow to disappear in place.

The ghost couldn't catch up even if it wanted to, so it had no choice but to turn around and look for the ghost.

When he came in, he saw a ghost sitting on the ground like a lost soul.

Gui Mei's bad premonition grew stronger. He strode over and picked up the weak and paralyzed ghost: "What did you say to the princess?!"

Ghosting looked up at him and murmured, "Brother, you are right. But...it's too late."

Ghost's face turned pale, and he thought: I'm afraid it's not too late, but it's over.

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Yugong Medicine Garden.

The Martian girl sat on a swing, her body motionless, her eyes unblinking as she looked at the candied haws lying quietly on the ground, which she hadn't even bitten yet.

Immediately afterwards, she first reached out to take out the small cloth bag on her body, then picked up the small cloth bag and fell up with a puff.

The small cloth bag was empty, and nothing was poured out.

The one on the ground is the last string...

The Martian girl's big eyes instantly seemed to be colored by the redness of the candied haws on the ground, and a cluster of flames ignited. She suddenly raised her head and glared at the person who caused her to lose the candied haws: "Bad guy! You pay me for the candied haws!"

Long Xiaoyu looked at him coldly: "Will you go?"