Cold King’s Dominating Love, Genius Medical Consort

Long Xiaoze finally got his wish and everyone was happy to embrace the beauty.

But I don't know the old saying that some families are happy and some are always sad.

On the other side, Mu Ziling and Long Xiaoyu fell into a cold war.

To be precise, it was Long Xiaoyu who was left out unilaterally.

Although Mu Ziling knew very well in his heart that Long Xiaoyu's paper divorce letter was not out of his own heart, but as long as he thought of that insignificant piece of paper, it would truly and effectively change the relationship between him and her from an intimate husband and wife. The relationship suddenly turned into two unrelated people, Mu Ziling felt bad in his heart, and there was an indescribable grievance.

At the beginning, because of an imperial decree, she married into the Prince Qi's Mansion in a daze, and then staged a one-man show wedding with countless rollicking eyes and sarcasm.

Now, because of a divorce letter, she changed from being a wife to a second-cousin without warning or reason...

This feeling of being called to come and go as soon as he is called made Mu Ziling extremely unhappy.

In the past, a Yizhi said to marry and married, but now a paper of divorce said she would divorce. As the person involved, no matter it was then or now, she actually didn't even have the right to know or object in advance.

How can there be such a cheap thing in the world?

Mu Ziling's extremely displeased kick kicked the man who sneaked in at some time and then sneaked onto the bed, and kicked him out of the bed. After he was driven out, she was really tired and sleepy, and soon her eyelids closed again.

Unexpectedly, the anger that had been difficult to calm down made her toss and turn on the bed, unable to fall asleep no matter what.

Mu Ziling, whose eyes were obviously sleepy, but whose mind was extremely clear, finally simply lay on his side, hugging the quilt, like guarding against a thief, staring fixedly at the doors and windows that had been tightly closed by her.

The most hateful thing is Long Xiaoyu.

If she doesn't give him some truth this time, he won't know how precious she is.

Mu Ziling, who was full of dissatisfaction with Long Xiaoyu, originally wanted to use this posture of guarding against thieves and stare all night, but after staring and staring, she finally didn't stare.

At dawn, Mu Ziling knocked on her eyelids that couldn't be heavier, and fell into a deep sleep...

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After Mu Ziling woke up, she slept until the afternoon.

Even though her heart was troubled all night, Mu Ziling slept extraordinarily soundly this time.

While opening her eyes, she stretched habitually, but when she raised her hand to mid-air, she was blocked by something, she paused for a moment when she raised her hand, and suddenly opened her eyes.

What caught her eyes was Long Xiaoyu's handsome face, which made her want to give her a good beating just looking at it.

"Are you awake?" Long Xiaoyu's deep and pleasant voice rushed towards his face.

Mu Ziling's hand, which was still frozen in mid-air, clenched into a fist unconsciously. She resisted the urge to punch him, rolled over to the other side, and then sat up.

After sitting up neatly, Mu Ziling realized that they were in a carriage.

The carriage was rattling along.

There is no doubt that this man must have carried her up while she was fast asleep.

This man is really... the scar hasn't healed yet, and he made his own claims without her consent.

Mu Ziling curled her lips in dissatisfaction, and then she moved her buttocks, directly pulling the distance between herself and Long Xiaoyu to the maximum.

Seeing the little girl intentionally distance herself from her as soon as she woke up, Long Xiaoyu's eyes darkened, but she spoke in a caring and gentle tone: "Are you hungry? Would you like something to eat?"

Mu Ziling ignored him, she lifted the curtain of the car, and saw the ghost riding a horse outside, she asked aloud: "Ghost, where are we going?"

The ghost, who was staring at the road ahead without squinting, turned his head when he heard the sound.

Obviously the master is in the carriage, why did the princess come out and ask him?

Ghost secretly wondered, and said: "Back to the princess, the Central Prosperity."

"Oh." Mu Ziling thought about it too, she put down the car curtain with peace of mind, but suddenly remembered something, she opened the car curtain again, pretending to say loudly: "By the way, let me tell you something... don't Call me princess."

What's the name if it's not the princess?

Ghost was puzzled again, he paused for a moment, and then replied: "Yes, ma'am."

"Oh, no..." Mu Ziling was about to correct her, but the ghost seemed to have received a warning stare from someone in the carriage, immediately pulled up the reins, accelerated the horse, and disappeared from Mu Ziling's sight in an instant .

Looking at the scene that was only receding in front of him, Mu Ziling became hoarse.

After a while, she put down the curtain and sat back in the carriage.

The low table in front of her was already filled with all kinds of her favorite pastries.

Long Xiaoyu poured a glass of water and handed it to her: "Drink some water first."

Mu Ziling ignored the water that Long Xiaoyu handed over, and instead stretched out his hand to pour a glass.

After drinking the water in three gulps, Mu Ziling picked up another piece of pastry from the table. Just as she was about to eat it, she seemed to inadvertently catch a glimpse of the man who sat next to her at some point, and faded out. Voice: "Young Master Long? Since we are nothing now, it's not good to ride in the same carriage? After all..."

When it came to the end, Mu Ziling deliberately paused, and then said with emphasis: "... Men and women are different."

Long Xiaoyu should be happy to see that the little girl is finally willing to talk to him, but when he heard that she wanted to distance herself from him the moment she opened her mouth, how could he be happy?

What Mr. Long? What is a relationship of nothing? What is the difference between men and women?

Long Xiaoyu's face darkened in an instant, and he just stared at Mu Ziling steadfastly, without making a sound or moving.

Mu Ziling pretended that he didn't understand what she meant, and she glanced at the other side of the bead curtain that was vacated by the coachman, "So, are you going out now, or am I going out?"

When she said this, her attitude was cold and rigid, as if she was "going if you don't go".

Long Xiaoyu was really scared, and he spoke in a flattering tone: "Mumu..."

But just as he called out his name, Mu Ziling corrected him coldly: "Please call me Miss Mu."

Miss Mu? ?

This is a name that is even stranger than a stranger, how can he call it out?

Long Xiaoyu moved his lips, moved his lips again, and finally let alone called "Miss Mu", he didn't even dare to say a flattering word.

I'm afraid that if he says one more word, this little woman will have dozens of alienating and heart-wrenching words waiting for him.

Seeing that Long Xiaoyu was still indifferent, Mu Ziling, who seemed to have lost his patience, stood up with the pastry in one hand and the kettle in the other.

If he doesn't leave, she will leave.

Without even thinking about it, Long Xiaoyu stretched out his hand and pushed Mu Ziling back to his seat, then he looked at her, said helplessly and compromised: "Okay, okay...as long as you don't get angry, don't tell me to stay on the shaft , just let me get out of the carriage and follow the carriage, and I will go too, until you are satisfied..."

Hearing this, Mu Ziling subconsciously wanted to say, "Then follow the carriage", but she thought about it, the journey is far away, and the weather in this season is unpredictable. A foot injury, or a headache or something, in the end she was the one who was tired, and she was the one who felt the pain.

Thinking about what was wrong with his mouth, Mu Ziling silently stuffed a piece of pastry into his mouth and blocked his mouth.

Seeing that the little girl not only didn't want to keep him at all, but also wanted to go by herself, Long Xiaoyu felt disappointed in his heart. Before hesitating to get out of the carriage, he suddenly thought of something and took out a bag from his arms. posts.

Compared with the dark letter of divorce last night, the post that appeared in Long Xiaoyu's hands at this moment had a red background and gold border, and there were hollow carvings on it, which looked very delicate and beautiful.

Mu Ziling was attracted at a glance, but when she saw the two golden words printed on the cover of the post, she immediately laughed angrily.

Marriage letter!

It turned out to be a marriage certificate!

Whether this man really didn't know, or pretended not to know, what the black divorce letter he gave her last night represented, and what confidence did he have to fool her with another marriage letter now.

At this moment, Mu Zi's spiritual energy returned, but she still resisted the urge to run away, angrily took the marriage letter from Long Xiaoyu's hand, and opened it.

She directly skipped the content of the marriage letter, and shifted her gaze to the place where the last groom and bride signed.

Bride: Mu Ziling.

Groom: Murong Yu.

When seeing the three words "Murong Yu", Mu Ziling suddenly understood why Long Xiaoyu signed the black divorce letter at Long Xiaonan's request.

It turned out that he was playing this wishful thinking...

It was Long Xiaoyu who divorced her, and Murong Yu who married her again. Although they were the same person, in a real sense, they were two people with the same person but different names.

And when it comes to the future, the husband's surname that Mu Ziling will wear will not be Long, but Murong.

To be more precise, this man named Murong Yu is the man she, Mu Ziling really wants to spend the rest of her life with.

Although Long Xiaoyu's posting of the marriage letter made Mu Ziling fully understand the "black divorce letter" turmoil is one thing, but the meaning expressed by the "paper" held in her hand at this moment is not so It's the same thing.

"What are you?" Mu Ziling looked at Long Xiaoyu with raised eyebrows, and asked with a smile: "Take a piece of paper to divorce me, and now take another piece of paper to treat me as marrying me in again, is that right? Mr. Long... oh no, Mr. Murong."

The little woman in front of him clearly smiled brightly, like a flower, but when it fell into Long Xiaoyu's eyes, he clearly felt what it means to hide a knife in a smile, and he said almost subconsciously: "It's not a piece of paper, as long as you want it, as long as I have it. I can, do everything I can... Mumu, I will make up for your wedding that attracts the attention of the world, and under the witness of the world, I will marry you in a glorious way."

One second before Long Xiaoyu finished speaking righteously, he saw that Mu Ziling's complexion did not show any signs of improvement. The next second, he directly choked out a sentence in self-sacrifice: "...Before that, I'd better go down." Follow the carriage."

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Although with the episode of the marriage certificate, Mu Ziling's gloomy mood of getting the black divorce certificate before did get a little bit better.

But in the next few days of the journey, she was still cold to Long Xiaoyu as always, ignoring him if she could ignore him, talking to him if she could not talk to him, the distance should be kept or continued.