The Immortal Doctress: Emperor’s Consort

Ling Yunting just stood quietly in front of the door, his eyes falling on the dazzling red figure.

There was a rare seriousness on her little face, and one plant after another was put into the pill furnace without any hassle, and the woman's white and delicate fingers glowed white.

The exquisite and perfect facial features are clear and beautiful, but the head is down without expression, still exuding a heart-pounding breath.

"Puff......"

A dull voice sounded, followed by the burnt smell of the medicine...

When everyone turned their eyes slightly, they realized that the direction of the sound was the pill furnace in front of Mu Zhiqing.

"Xiao Qingqing, what's wrong with you?"

The goblin looked at Mu Zhiqing in surprise. On weekdays, she obviously had a high success rate in refining the third-grade pill. In order to earn two million taels this time, Xiao Qingqing was still refining two of her best pill.

However, it failed now? Is it really too much pressure?

Mu Zhiqing looked at the pill furnace in front of her with a little annoyance, and then turned her gaze to the majestic figure at the door.

The gaze fell on her so lightly and shallowly, but it made her feel like a thorn on her back. She hadn't figured out what happened last night, and she didn't know how to face him. She was distracted. This furnace of pill was refined.

Looking at the little annoyance between the woman's eyebrows and the slightly reddish earlobes, Ling Yunting's dark eyes were mottled with light and shadow, and the corners of her lips slowly conjured an arc of a smile.

The woman's skin was white and shiny, and it became more and more smooth as jade against the red dress, even if it was only slightly pink, it was quite conspicuous.

Mu Zhiqing dropped her head, her eyelids drooped slightly, trying to avoid the probing gaze, her ears gradually became hot, making her feel that she was really faceless.

The smile in Ling Yunting's eyes gradually deepened, and there was a faint chuckle in his throat, and the corners of his eyes and eyebrows were filled with joyful arcs.

Gu Zening also had an expression of seeing a ghost. When the little junior sister was doing alchemy, she had always been blind to things outside the window. Just like when he came, she would not be affected by the outside environment at all.

However, the first one came... why did you break your gong?

Could it be that the sight of beauty fascinates Zhi?

"Little Junior Sister, I just praised you for your concentration in alchemy, you can't hit the senior brother in the face so quickly!" Gu Zening couldn't help but whisper.

When I came by myself, the little junior sister didn't react at all. When the respect came, the little junior sister broke her gong. Can you give him a little face?

Mu Zhiqing: "..." Do you think I want?

"How come you are here?" Mu Zhiqing couldn't help asking.

The fourth senior brother's inexplicable appearance made her very surprised, and what was even more unexpected was that even the honorable person would come.

"In my opinion, it should be here to support you." Gu Zening thought about it.

Mu Zhiqing: "..."

The long overdue Ling Qingye looked at the appearance of Gu Zening and Mu Zhiqing, thinking about a question all the time.

Should he tell them that with the strength of the eldest brother, this sound transmission... is useless at all!

Luo Xiyao saw that Ling Yunting seemed to have glanced at Mu Zhiqing since he appeared. Unlike the Ling Li and audacious he saw last time, today's superior seems to be in a good mood.

She had never seen such a good-looking person.

The arc of the corner of her lips that was like a smile was not a smile, and there was a trace of evil enchantment, and it hit her heart.

It's just...Does he know Mu Zhiqing?