The Immortal Doctress: Emperor’s Consort

Mu Zhiqing was startled, why didn't she think?

Judging by her notoriety, it is impossible for any man to be willing, is it her own mother forced it?

The man in front of him is handsome and handsome, with a noble and proud temperament by no means idle, he really does not look like a coerced man...

"Young Master Ling should have heard of my fame, right?" Mu Zhiqing's eyes flowed, tentatively quizzing.

"Slightly heard."

"Then...what do you think?"

"I heard you like to kidnap beautiful men." The man's black eyes looked directly at Mu Zhiqing, his eyes burning so hot that it was impossible to dodge him, "So...I don't look good?"

"Cough...cough cough." Mu Zhiqing was startled, this focus is not right!

Moreover, with such a handsome face on the sky, how could he say such maddening words that I do not look good?

"That's not true." Mu Zhiqing put her hands around her chest and said calmly: "You are handsome and handsome, and you are naturally beautiful, but I am not a person who only looks at appearance."

"So..." Ling Yunting let out a low smile in his throat, and the corners of his lips rose slightly with a pleasant smell.

Mu Zhiqing naturally understood what Ling Yunting was laughing at, her face was red and her heart did not beat: "I used to be young and ignorant, and my vision was not good. Now it is different. Don't think you look good, I will marry Here you are, stop dreaming."

"Fortunately, I still have advantages in Miss Mu's eyes." Ling Yunting wasn't angry at all, "I wonder what kind of man Miss Mu will marry?"

"Naturally, he is handsome, unparalleled in the world, and I am the only one in my eyes and heart. Which of you aristocratic concubines is not three wives and four concubines? It is impossible to marry me alone."

Mu Zhiqing stood up coolly and glanced at Ling Yunting carelessly, "So don't bother, I will go back and tell my mother clearly about this marriage contract. As for your side, you should be able to solve it. I will first Take a step."

However, as soon as Mu Zhiqing passed Ling Yunting's side, the man raised his right hand slightly, bursting out with energy.

Mu Zhiqing's footsteps suddenly became unstable, and she went to one side. Without waiting for her to stand firm, there was a force to pull her aside, a faint fragrance of ink bamboo came, and she fell into a generous and warm In the arms.

"you……"

As soon as she looked up, she met the stunningly beautiful face, and the black eyes that were close at hand were like a deep ocean, exuding endless attraction.

"Unexpectedly, the first time I met Girl Mu, she would give me a hug, and I was really flattered."

The low and hoarse sound was filled with ambiguous teasing, and the color of the pupils unconsciously deepened a bit, adding a hint of unreal meaning.

"No...no."

Mu Zhiqing naturally understood what that meant, and her complexion couldn't help but turned red, and she quickly got up, only to think it was a hell! It's so good!

When she got up, she found that the arms around her waist suddenly exerted force, confining her in the broad embrace, and the warm nose floating in her ears, numb and ambiguous.

"It's mine who fell into my arms." Ling Yunting raised his eyebrows, his magnetic voice was extremely overbearing, "Miss Mu shouldn't be irresponsible, right?"

"I'm just not careful." Mu Zhiqing emphasized, "If you don't let me go, don't blame me for being rude."

Feeling the energy fluctuations surging from the whole body of the woman in his arms, Ling Yunting released his hand.

Mu Zhiqing stood up immediately, but found a man's breath rushing away, Ling Yunting actually got up, pressing the table behind her with both hands, getting closer.

"Do you want to die?" Mu Zhiqing moved back a bit, her eyes were already full of chill.

"I can do it."

The confident and serious words of the man followed...