Cold King’s Dominating Love, Genius Medical Consort

The moment she landed on the ground, Mu Ziling couldn't help it anymore, she raised her hand to release the extremely uncomfortable restraint around her waist, but she couldn't get rid of it no matter what.

At this moment, she was top-heavy, her face was pale, she was sweating profusely, and the pain in her stomach was unspeakably uncomfortable, as if her body was about to be strangled in two.

Suddenly, with a bang, the belt snapped somehow.

Suddenly, Mu Ziling's whole body was instantly like a puppet that had been disconnected, squatting limply on the ground.

Long Xiaoyu's face was gloomy and cold, and he stared at Mu Ziling squatting at his feet without blinking.

Looking at the slender figure curled up into a ball, Long Xiaoyu involuntarily stretched out his hand to pamper her, but in the end he put it down abruptly and clenched his fist tightly.

Mu Ziling's head was resting on her knees, her hands were covering her stomach, like a helpless child, but she still held back her silence, no one knew what she was thinking at the moment.

After a long while, Mu Ziling stood up staggeringly, without looking at Long Xiaoyu, and resolutely walked towards Yuhan Hall.

However, before she took a step, Long Xiaoyu stretched out his hand to grab her slender wrist, his big hand was no longer as warm and soft as before.

At this moment, his hands were as cold as frost and as hard as iron.

His aura is cold and forceful yet domineering, and his pair of dark and deep cold eyes like a lake contain a deep anger, which seems to be on the verge of breaking out.

"Princess Qi doesn't intend to say anything to this king, so she is going to leave?" Long Xiaoyu's voice was as cold as the autumn wind sweeping the fallen leaves, cold and bleak.

say what? What is she going to say? What can she say?

Are you going to admit your mistake to him? Shouldn't you disobey his orders and run out?

However, he is aloof, ruthless and ruthless His Royal Highness Qi Wang, will he need others to admit his mistakes?

And disobeying His Royal Highness Qi Wang's orders and begging to admit his mistakes would be useful?

Besides, she would go out, but she never thought of admitting her mistakes.

A hint of sarcasm flashed across Mu Ziling's beautiful eyes, and it was fleeting.

Still have to tell him...

Mu Ziling didn't struggle or resist, she raised her eyes to look at Long Xiaoyu, and smiled calmly: "Thank you... Thank you, Your Highness, for personally sending this concubine back."

Mu Ziling tried her best to restrain the ups and downs in her heart, her beautiful eyes glistening with light were calm and unwavering, clear and indifferent, not stained with a trace of dust.

Yes, thank him.

Thank you for not leaving her behind this time, thank you for sending her back safely this time.

Otherwise, she would be trapped on the high roof of Kunning Palace at night and could not come back, and maybe she would be discovered and killed as an assassin without waiting for dawn.

The night is eerily quiet! Terrible black!

The soundless air around was heavy and oppressive, making it suffocating.

Unexpectedly, as soon as these words came out, Long Xiaoyu's hidden anger was instantly ignited, and the cold eyes that were as sharp as ice blades suddenly became sharp, cold, bloodthirsty, cold, and frightening like an eagle.

Long Xiaoyu stared at Mu Ziling with cold and frightening eyes, and asked word by word: "You, say, what?"

The sharp eyes like a wind blade directly shot into Mu Ziling's calm eyes, as if they could penetrate that layer of calm diaphragm and shoot directly into the depths of her eyes.

His big cold hands were as hard as iron tongs, tightly and tightly strangled Mu Ziling's slender wrist, and the white and moist back of his hand suddenly had blue veins popping out.

God knows how strong his hands are at this moment.

Mu Ziling only felt that her palm had no blood flow, and gradually turned black and purple, as cold as ice, as if the whole hand was no longer hers.

What is he mad about? Shouldn't he be thanked?

Not thank him? What should she say?

Or... Do you really want her to admit her mistake?

Admit it? Sorry, she can't do it!

As if Mu Ziling couldn't feel the pain, she stubbornly looked back at him, and Gujing Wubo's eyes curved into a faint smile: "Your Highness, can you let go?"

Not only did Long Xiaoyu not let go, but he suddenly pulled his long arm, pulling Mu Ziling into his arms heavily.

A strong hand grasped her arm vigorously, another pair of knuckle-boned fingers raised her slender chin, and pinched it fiercely.

Long Xiaoyu, who was in anger, didn't realize that at the moment he held Mu Ziling's arm tightly, Mu Ziling's expression was slightly wrinkled, and his lips were pursed, as if he was holding back something.

Long Xiaoyu looked at that calm little face, calm eyes, tightly pressed lips, unstoppable anger was constantly condensing in his chest, and it seemed that it was about to erupt in the next second.

Mu Ziling, who was caught off guard, hadn't recovered yet.

When she came back to her senses... her whole body was enveloped by the tough Leng Mei aura.

Streams of domineering aura entered her body with her breath, hitting the soft bottom of her heart directly, there was no way to avoid it, no way to retreat.

Mu Ziling endured the pain and tried his best to break free, but he still remained motionless, his whole body seemed to be crushed by him and merged into one with him.

But the more she struggled and resisted, the more angry Long Xiaoyu would not let go of her, on the contrary, the tighter he held her, the more he wanted to arouse the suppressed anger in his heart.

In an instant, Long Xiaoyu pressed himself down, clasped the back of her head tightly with his big palm, and grabbed her soft lips fiercely.

Like a spirit snake's tongue forcefully pried open her tightly clenched white teeth, biting wantonly and crazily.

Punishment, heavy punishment, severe punishment!

In an instant, he tasted the blood slowly flowing out of her mouth, with a slight fishy smell, slightly salty with a touch of sweetness, and he sucked and gnawed wantonly.

The flexible tongue gnawed and ravaged her mouth violently, without any tenderness, without the slightest intoxicating tenderness, violent and ferocious, wild and fierce.

The violent kiss, the raging punishment is like a huge wave, the waves are monstrous, wave after wave, seemingly endless, never ending.

An icy and strong aura, an unrivaled domineering force, and an irresistible awe-inspiring aura.

At this moment, Mu Ziling only felt pain, very painful!

The pain was so hot that she didn't know where it hurt, because she seemed to be numb from the pain, and almost lost consciousness from the pain.

Her heart was extremely uncomfortable, and more of it was anger, uncontrollable anger.

Why did Long Xiaoyu punish her in this way, why did he do whatever he wanted to her again and again.

What is their relationship? husband and wife relationship?

Ho! Are they husband and wife? What kind of legal and reasonable couple are they?

What kind of legal couple is the marriage bestowed by the old queen "intentionally"? What kind of reasonable couple are they who didn't pick up their relatives and didn't pay their respects?

A person's marriage, where does the husband and wife come from?

What couple? No shit!

Just because he is the invincible His Royal Highness Qi Wang, no one dares to disobey his orders.

And she boldly disobeyed His Highness Qi Wang's order, so did he get angry?

Still unable to resist, Mu Ziling summoned the last sliver of consciousness, fiercely bit the tip of her hot and nimble tongue, as if venting the anger in her heart.

Long Xiaoyu snorted, and in an instant, the smell of blood in each other's mouths filled and intertwined.

In an instant, Long Xiaoyu instinctively withdrew from her mouth, and his crazy rationality was also aroused, but the anger in his eyes was even stronger, and he was about to bully him again.

Suddenly, Long Xiaoyu frowned slightly with thick sword eyebrows, feeling something was wrong.

He slowly loosened his grip on Mu Ziling's slender arm.

I saw his whole hand, the entire sleeve robe as white as snow, and even his body was stained with sticky and dripping bright red blood stains.

The red blood on the palm of the hand still remained warm.

It's just a shallow temperature, but it made Long Xiaoyu feel scorching hot, and the scorching heat spread from the palm of his hand to his heart, scorching hot to his cold heart.

On the sleeve robe, and the dazzling and enchanting bright red on the body, in the eerie night, it is like a coquettishly blooming red poppy, scorching hot and treacherous.

Mu Ziling was wearing a pitch-black night gown, and there was no trace of blood on her body at all, and she was so numb from the pain that she couldn't feel it at all.

"Where did you get hurt?" Long Xiaoyu quickly let go of Mu Ziling, most of the anger in his heart disappeared in an instant, and a touch of distress flashed in his star-like eyes.

At this time, Long Xiaoyu quickly scanned Mu Ziling's whole body with his keen eyesight, only to find that the arm that hangs down naturally, the fingertips of her were still dripping blood drop by drop, dripping on the ground. .

That's right, because Long Xiaoyu's strong grip on Mu Ziling's arm that was hit by the arrow just now, and she struggled violently, the wound that was about to heal opened again.

However, at this moment, she could no longer feel any pain, not even the slightest bit, and even the anger burning in her heart after being bullied by him disappeared instantly.

Because, she had just seen the flash of distress in Long Xiaoyu's eyes.

Is that her illusion? Is he really feeling sorry for her? At this moment, Mu Ziling's heart was full of mixed feelings, and he couldn't tell what it was like.

Do you want to tell him? Talk about what happened to her that day?

"I..." Mu Ziling was about to speak.

However--

"Didn't this king tell you that day to obediently stay in the mansion and not allow you to go anywhere?" Long Xiaoyu's deep eyes were cold, and his tone was light but reproachful.

Sure enough, she was thinking too much, it was really her illusion, other than being cold and indifferent towards her, he was now angry.

How could he feel sorry for her? His emotions will only be affected by one person, just that gentle and charming woman.

How could she have the ability to make His Royal Highness Qi feel distressed? A sarcastic wry smile secretly evoked in Mu Ziling's heart, and his bleeding palm slowly clenched into a fist.

He still came to reprimand her aggressively because she disobeyed his orders. He thought she was hurt because she went out disobediently. Did she deserve the hurt?

yes! Mu Ziling, you deserve it, you have clearly guarded your heart, and you have clearly said that you don't believe it anymore.

Mu Ziling, when did your originally firm heart become so fragile, so vulnerable?

Now, just because of a illusory gaze, hope was almost lit in my heart, and I almost believed it again. It was so stupid and ridiculous.

Mu Ziling, do you really have a tendency to be abused? It’s true that the scar is healed and the pain is forgotten, but now that the scar is not healed, it’s worse, you should wake up.

Long Xiaoyu stared at Mu Ziling steadfastly, seeing her expression that seemed to be crying but not crying, half smiling but not smiling, his falcon-like eyes were dim, making it hard to figure out.

Mu Ziling curled up her bright red lips, like a budding manjusawa, coquettish yet cold, she met his gaze lightly...