The Immortal Doctress: Emperor’s Consort

"How can it be so exaggerated?"

Mu Zhiqing was ashamed, the second son was too scary...

"It's not an exaggeration!" Ling Qingye said with a serious expression, "You don't know, just because of today's matter, both the doctor Jiang and Guoguo Zhen were rushed to treat the plague."

Mu Zhiqing: "???"

Gu Zening: "!!!"

"Why does this matter involve genius Doctor Jiang?" Mu Zhiqing asked puzzledly.

If Duke Zhen Guo was implicated by Gu Zening, then genius doctor Jiang had no contact at all.

Ling Qingye shook his head helplessly, "Heavenly Doctor Jiang even dared to intercede for Jiang's family today, but he was very lucky to be driven to treat the plague."

Mu Zhiqing: "..."

"Sister-in-law, you must save me. Brother's mood directly affects my life span!" Ling Qingye said with a painful expression.

Gu Zening also rushed over and grabbed Mu Zhiqing's hands, only to tears in his eyes.

"Little Junior Sister, Ling Qingye may not be saved, but you must be saved, Senior Brother!

Look, my father has been sent out, brother, I am lonely..."

Facing the two people's exaggerated expressions, Mu Zhiqing said helplessly: "Are you sure that I speak useful?"

"Useful and useful!"

The two nodded like garlic, "Your words are the most useful!"

"Sister-in-law, don't you know, my elder brother hates eating celery the most. For so many years, I haven't seen him eat it!

However, he actually ate it just now! !

This is all because of you, sister-in-law! "

Ling Qingye's expression found a huge secret, "If my mother is here, I am afraid she will be scared too."

Mu Zhiqing couldn't help but recalled Ling Yunting's expression just now when he was eating. If Ling Qingye hadn't told her, she really couldn't see that he didn't like eating...

"Little Junior Sister, Ling Qingye and I said a thousand words together can't be as effective as you. It's up to you!" Gu Zening was expectant and authentic.

...

The night is getting thicker and the moonlight is like fog.

"Knock."

Mu Zhiqing knocked on the door of the room before pushing it aside.

I saw the man standing in front of the window, and the moonlight was pouring on him, like a breeze and a moon, floating out of dust.

He is still dressed in black, but he can't hide his brilliance. He has a distinctive temperament, proud and independent, and clearly has cold eyebrows, but when he sees her, he is dyed a little gentle.

"What's up?"

The man slowly turned around and looked at the woman in front of the door. The magnetic ending was slightly raised, revealing a question.

Mu Zhiqing hesitated for a moment, then walked in slowly.

"Ling..."

The man's eyes darkened, and he focused on her.

"Yun Ting..." Mu Zhiqing said.

The man stretched his brows for a few minutes and patted the chair beside him, "Sit down."

Mu Zhiqing looked at Ling Yunting. Even though he was a little less gloomy than before, he could still detect a faint displeasure between his brows and eyes.

"You seem to be in a bad mood today?" she asked hesitantly.

"I'm fine." Ling Yunting said.

Mu Zhiqing frowned, she could clearly feel that his mood was not very good.

From the acquaintance till now, except for the night when he asked her if she liked Gu Zening, it was the worst mood tonight.

Brother Si?

A thought flashed in Mu Zhiqing's mind, why is it the fourth brother again?

Seeing the woman fell into silence, with an expression that clearly saw through but didn't know what to say, Ling Yunting's eyes were also filled with helplessness.

Sure enough, in front of her, he even had a cold face.