The Immortal Doctress: Emperor’s Consort

During the meal, for some reason, Mu Zhiqing was inexplicably guilty, as if she had been seen through by Ling Yunting.

On weekdays, she never felt this way when she was fooling people. After thinking about it, she could only attribute the reason to the man's too strong aura.

As an emperor, with all the possibilities, people who have met, have dealt with so many things, I am afraid that a fairy who has cultivated for many years will be seen through in front of him, it is not surprising that she feels this way.

However, that gaze is really too hot...

"Brother Si, I'm going to report to the Alchemy Academy in two days, are you going too?" Mu Zhiqing silently changed the subject.

"Right." Gu Zening nodded, "I almost forgot about this matter. Two days later, it will be the days when the Alchemy Academy will report, and I can't delay it.

I heard that for people like us who want to practice pill at the same time in the training institute, it is quite difficult to determine the quota. I am afraid that we have to run a lot of places and inform the deans of the two institutes to finally determine the quota.

In my opinion, I’m afraid I’ll have to be busy with this all day tomorrow, Junior Sister, please come with me tomorrow. "

Hearing that, Mu Zhiqing raised her eyebrows slightly, glanced at Ling Yunting subconsciously, and said, "Master Ling said that I just need to report directly the day after tomorrow."

"Huh?" Gu Zening was taken aback, and then he remembered that Lord Emperor was here. As long as he said a word, they wouldn't have to bother so much.

"Your honor, you are so caring." Gu Zening smiled, "Then am I..."

"go by oneself."

Gu Zening: "..."

Ling Qingye patted Gu Zening on the shoulder, shook his head and sighed, this kind of trivial matter, except for the sister-in-law who can let the elder brother care, everyone...don't even think about it!

As the night darkened, Mu Zhiqing and Ling Yunting were walking back.

"Is the injury better?"

Mu Zhiqing nodded slightly, "Doctor Jiang's medicine is very effective, and the injury has recovered."

The man faintly replied, his deep eyes filled with relief.

"Mr Ling, I wonder if there are other wing rooms?" Mu Zhiqing took out the medicinal materials and said, "I want to make pills."

Hearing the words "Ling Gongzi", Ling Yunting frowned slightly and stopped abruptly.

"Madam, we have known each other for a long time, but you always call me Young Master Ling. Is it too strange?"

The man's obsidian-like eyes gleamed, dazzling like stars in this night, exuding a bewitching power.

Mu Zhiqing was startled slightly, "Then I call you... Your Honor?"

The man's brows tightened, "You are not my subordinate."

"Then..." Mu Zhiqing looked complicated, "You can't call your name directly, right?"

Lord Emperor, who would dare to call his name?

If someone sees her yelling like this, they might think she's here for trouble.

Ling Yunting's lips snapped, his voice was magnetic and beautiful, "Do you think it is impolite to call your name?"

"Perhaps a bit."

Mu Zhiqing was a little hesitant. It would be okay for ordinary friends to call their names directly, but Ling Yunting's identity was placed there, and it was really inappropriate to call them by name.

"Then you can delete the first word." Ling Yunting looked at her with a smile under his eyes, "You give it a try?"

"This...isn't it?"

"Why not?" Ling Yunting slowly approached Mu Zhiqing, "If my wife called my husband, I would be even more happy."

Mu Zhiqing: "!!!"