The Immortal Doctress: Emperor’s Consort

"Look here again."

Ling Yunting walked to the other side of the sleeping hall abruptly with his slender and straight legs.

Only then did Mu Zhiqing notice that there was another door on the other side of the bedroom, which was different from the usual door, which was pushed open from the side.

As Ling Yunting pushed the door open, she saw an extremely stunning scene.

Fallen colorful, peach blossoms in the garden.

Looking around, the whole yard was full of peach blossoms in full bloom, and even the ground was stained with color.

In the center of the courtyard, there is an exquisite pavilion, which is different from the ordinary pavilion. It is a pavilion for nap, with soft mats on top for rest.

Almost at the moment when she saw this pavilion, Mu Zhiqing could guess what an intoxicating scene lying in this pavilion and watching the peach blossoms flying in the sky.

"The scope of the Ling Mansion is not large, and it is difficult to arrange these. It just so happens that this yard is suitable, so I sent someone to build this."

When Mu Zhiqing looked at the scenery ahead in awe, Ling Yunting's eyes kept falling on her, paying attention to her changing look.

The repairs of Ling Mansion were really too hurried. At the beginning, he could only give some advice and rushed to the Tianyue Dynasty. Although Zhiqing said that he was very satisfied, he always felt that something was missing.

Therefore, when arranging this place, he carefully arranged it according to her preferences.

"It's so beautiful here."

Mu Zhiqing looked around, and walked into the courtyard slowly.

She found that the yard was really big. In addition to this pavilion, there were stone tables and stools, and even a swing...

"Oh my god, this is perfect too!"

The little fairy held back for a long time and couldn't help but sigh, this arrangement...not only financial resources, but more thoughts!

"This kind of man, Xiao Qingqing, let's not struggle, let's marry as soon as possible!"

The little fairy held a heart of twelve cents. It felt that if the owner didn't grasp it, if Ling Yunting ran away in the future, it would really have no place to cry.

Mu Zhiqing: "..."

Seeing Mu Zhiqing's eyes kept on the swing, Ling Yunting smiled lightly: "How about I push you?"

Hearing that, she turned her head slowly and looked at the handsome man who looked like a **** beside her. After thinking for a while, she couldn't help saying: "Actually...I have something to say to you."

Ling Yunting's expression paused, and his deep eyes flashed with a few invisible gleams, "Madam, please speak."

Facing the man's serious look, Mu Zhiqing thought about the words and said: "I never thought you would be the emperor."

"Huh?" Ling Yunting raised his eyebrows.

"Don't you think the gap between us seems too big?" Mu Zhiqing couldn't help but said.

Too big is not enough to describe the gap between them, it is simply infinite...

Ling Yun Ting fell into silence suddenly.

The atmosphere seemed to freeze in an instant, and Mu Zhiqing turned her gaze away without looking at Ling Yunting's expression.

She didn't know what the other person would look like, and she knew that once she said these words, maybe the two of them will have no intersection in the future.

I have to admit that for a moment, she regretted a little...

Time seemed to have passed for a long time, and Mu Zhiqing's heart seemed to have fallen into the sea for a long time, constantly ups and downs along the waves, and finally fell into an endless abyss.

"Madam is dissatisfied with my identity?"

The man's magnetic voice was a little complicated, and it rang above Mu Zhiqing's head.