Cold King’s Dominating Love, Genius Medical Consort

However, Long Xiaoyu just said that she needs her help? The queen is not moving, what else is there? A trace of doubt flashed in Mu Ziling's eyes.

After much deliberation, Mu Ziling still can't think of anything to solve, but as long as she doesn't touch her ace queen and needs her help with anything, everything is easy to talk about.

Suddenly, Mu Ziling's mind brightened, although the queen could not move for now, but under the queen's order, those who chased her would naturally be able to move.

It's not enough to just deal with a queen. If you don't die from a snake, you will suffer from it. Mu Ziling is well aware of this truth.

The queen's tricks, and those people sent by them are more and more powerful, and she really wants to know the details of those people.

Such vicious methods seemed a bit too much for her, a woman who only knew how to fight in the harem all the year round.

Just the group of people who assassinated her in the Prince Qi's Mansion last time, who were able to break into the Prince Qi's Mansion so easily, and let her be hit by the Xuanzhang Palm for no reason, that group of people must not be simple killers.

The most important thing is that Tintin's weird child, she also wants to know the origin of that child, why he has such unpredictable scheming and vicious tricks at a young age.

Moreover, she always felt that even if she controlled the queen, the child would not give up on her.

In short, if you cut the grass without removing the roots, it will regenerate when the spring breeze blows!

"What are you thinking about?" Long Xiaoyu's dark and deep eyes stared at Mu Ziling for a moment, as if he could see through everything, but he asked the question knowingly.

"You know." Mu Ziling puffed up her cheeks, and glanced at him angrily.

The things this guy said to deal with must be the nest of forces behind the queen.

In fact, she should have thought of it as early as the moment Long Xiaoyu brought her out of the prison.

Originally, Emperor Wenyin imprisoned her indiscriminately in the dungeon, and finally let Long Xiaoyu take her out, and asked her to investigate the case in person.

It was the first time in history to let the suspect investigate his own case. Now that I think about it, I feel that it is too bloody.

Long Xiaoyu must have simply wanted to bring her out at that time, but at that time she did not think so innocently.

"Know what?" Long Xiaoyu looked at Mu Ziling pretending to be puzzled, his eyes were so clear and shining that no one could see anything strange.

Mu Ziling glared at him feigning anger: "Long Xiaoyu, you were investigating this matter before, weren't you?"

Although it was an interrogative sentence, she said it with certainty.

She didn't believe that such a big thing as a Gu worm, the emperor was furious, and this guy would just sit back and ignore it.

The corners of Long Xiaoyu's mouth were slightly raised, with a beautiful arc, this time he admitted generously: "Well, Princess Qi has become smarter."

It really is.

Mu Zi glared at him energetically, expressing his dissatisfaction.

Everything was cleared up at once. This guy paved the way for her from the very beginning, picked a good person, and asked Dali Temple to cooperate with her in the investigation. Xing Guwen can just ignore it, and Shen Siyang is the key.

He should have the ability to investigate what he caused by himself, but in the end, he only found the clue of Gu insects, and couldn't find any other clues.

Sure enough, she is still suitable for curing diseases and saving people, and for poisoning and harming people, but she is not good at investigating cases, so-so.

However, this guy Long Xiaoyu obviously guessed everything, knew everything, and he still pretended to be a normal person from beginning to end, pretending to be calm and breezy, it was really annoying.

Long Xiaoyu pampered Mu Ziling's pink and tender cheeks, and said solemnly: "It seems that Princess Qi will join hands with this king in the future."

Mu Ziling was stunned, what does Long Xiaoyu mean? Hand in hand?

It's not just to check some things, why does it sound like it's not that simple, why does she always feel like falling into the abyss.

Seeing Mu Ziling staring at him in a daze, Long Xiaoyu took her hand with a rather happy expression, and led her into Yuhan Hall.

Mu Ziling was taken a few steps by him in a daze, before she realized, she paused, with a blank expression on her face: "Long Xiaoyu, aren't you leaving?"

From an angle that Mu Ziling didn't see, a cunning flashed in Long Xiaoyu's eyes.

He frowned, glanced down at his crimson wrinkled white robe, and spat out four words in disgust: "Dirty and smelly."

After finishing speaking, he glanced at Mu Ziling's dark night clothes without a sleeve again pretending to be disgusted, and pulled her to continue walking without saying a word.

...

Well, His Royal Highness Qi has committed another cleanliness addiction.

The corners of Mu Ziling's mouth twitched slightly, almost speechless to him.

Before taking two steps, Mu Ziling paused again.

No, why does this sound so familiar? I remember one time, she was so disgusted by him that he threw her away heavily.

Also, what kind of eyes did he look at her just now... loathing her?

Now is this guy indirectly disliking her for being dirty and smelly?

Thinking of being thrown last time was a pain, and thinking of the disgusted eyes just now, Mu Ziling frowned, pouted dissatisfiedly, stood still, wanted to shake off his hand, but no matter what not open.

His Highness the King of Qi endured the good temper only for someone, and slowly turned around, and saw Mu Ziling pouting her ruddy mouth sadly, like a wronged little daughter-in-law.

Suddenly, Long Xiaoyu's mood became very good.

As if he knew what Mu Ziling was thinking, Long Xiaoyu suddenly stepped forward and held Mu Ziling's pale face, and kissed her pouting mouth deeply.

Kissing her soft lips unfeelingly, touching them like feathers, the movements are gentle and gentle, lingering from side to side.

Indescribably gentle, yet serious and careful, she outlines inch by inch, and tastes the sweetness in her mouth bit by bit.

Mu Ziling's eyes widened suddenly, she was eaten tofu again.

When Mu Ziling reacted, Long Xiaoyu's lips had slowly left her soft lips.

He pressed his forehead against hers, nose to nose, his voice was serious and firm, with a hint of dull sexiness: "Silly, remember, no matter how stinky you are, this king will like you."

He likes them all? The softest part of Mu Ziling's heart suddenly missed several beats, and her fair and tender face turned red involuntarily.

Mu Ziling's hand was involuntarily attached to his heart, and there seemed to be an electric current passing through it all the time, it was numb, itchy, crispy and soft, and it was jumping like a deer bumping wildly.

No, what was she thinking about just now? To be so fussy, to be unhappy because this black-bellied man disliked her.

If Long Xiaoyu disliked her, that would be even better, and firecrackers should be set off to celebrate.

hateful! When she ran into this cunning and black-bellied man, her IQ, which she was always proud of, would either spin in reverse, or stop completely.

Say she stinks, where does she stink?

"You stink!" Mu Ziling pretended to be calm and pushed him away with embarrassment on his face, but he was a little flustered in his heart, and ran into Yuhan Palace slowly.

Long Xiaoyu's bright starry eyes were radiant, deep and charming, staring at the little figure who fled from the desert, a successful smile was slowly drawn at the corner of his mouth.

The slender white fingertips caressed her lips delicately, and the sweet taste in her mouth filled the lips and teeth.

Fortunately, when his Mumu should be stupid, he is still so stupid, he really likes it more and more.

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Mu Ziling thought that she could catch up on sleep during the day and make up for the whole day without sleep, but she didn't expect that someone came to the palace in the afternoon, and the person who came was sent by the empress to invite her into the palace.

However, it's better to come early than coincidentally. She also couldn't wait to enter the palace to meet the queen, and was worried that she couldn't find a suitable opportunity.

Mu Ziling remembered what the queen said last night that she was going to invite her to drink bird's nest, and suddenly became happy. Does the queen hate her to the bone?

She originally guessed that the queen would have to wait two more days before sending someone over, but she didn't expect the queen to be so impatient. Didn't she worry about how her personal nurse disappeared?

Hate is also hate, I don't know if the queen will think about cutting her flesh and bones every second after she knows something.

That kind of aggrieved feeling that is hated to the bone but can't be touched is very gratifying when you think about it, it makes you feel refreshed physically and mentally, and you are excited.

Mu Zi Lingxing hurried out of the palace, and was about to put on her skirt and get on the carriage.

Suddenly, out of the corner of her eye, she caught a glimpse of a person curled up in a corner not far away, to be exact, a beggar in ragged clothes.

She has always been unkind, unmerciful, and will not meddle in other people's affairs.

Only this time... She looked a little familiar with the figure of the beggar.

This is the Qiwang Mansion, not any other place, so how could there be beggars? The guards in Qiwang's Mansion were not built, how could they be so negligent and let beggars approach? Mu Ziling was full of doubts.

"Fulin, wait a minute." Mu Ziling informed the driver.

"Yes." Fulin's voice was respectful and crisp.

The last time Fu Lin received a hundred lashes, he was almost dead. He thought he would have to wait for several months to recover, and even if he recovered, the root cause of the disease would be branded.

In the end, I still prayed that the princess would send him the medicine in time, so that he would recover in less than half a month. Now he has both respect and admiration for the princess.

Mu Zi civet walked quietly, step by step.

This will finally be seen clearly.

I saw that the beggar was in a state of filth and mess. It seemed that the original snow-white robe was no longer white, and there were several weeds stuck to his hair like a bird's nest.

At this moment, the beggar hugged his knees with his hands, buried his head deeply on his knees, and couldn't see his appearance.

However, Mu Ziling recognized who this person was just by looking at his figure.

"Long Xiaoze." Mu Ziling shouted in shock.

The curled up beggar was originally asleep, but when he heard the deafening sound, his body trembled involuntarily, apparently because he was taken aback.

Then he raised his head happily, his eyes were full of grievances, and his voice was full of tears: "Sister-in-law three, why did you come here?"

Long Xiaoze's original clean and handsome face is now so dark that it is almost impossible to see the original face, only the eyes can see the whole face.

"What's the matter with you? How did you make it like this." Mu Ziling raised her forehead with some headaches, the majestic prince turned into a beggar, this Long Xiaoze really knows how to play, she almost knelt down.

Unexpectedly, Long Xiaoze's simple and clear reply made her even more headache.