The Immortal Doctress: Emperor’s Consort

"Your eldest brother hasn't come back yet?" Mu Zhiqing asked in surprise.

Ling Qingye shook his head, "No, isn't Big Brother with you?"

"Previously, he said that he had something to deal with and left first." Mu Zhiqing took out the black card and said: "After he comes back, you will return this to him."

Ling Qingye looked at the familiar black card and couldn't help but slander: Big brother is really eccentric. He wanted to use this black card before. Big brother had never given it to him.

How long have you just seen my sister-in-law? The black card is directly handed over!

Unexpectedly, the elder brother is so on the road, it is almost useless for his younger brother...

Noting Ling Qingye's constantly changing look, Mu Zhiqing was also a little puzzled, "What's wrong?"

"You should return this to your eldest brother after he comes back." Ling Qingye smirked, "If I accept it for eldest brother, I'm afraid he will come back and beat me."

Mu Zhiqing: "..."

Mu House.

Looking at the little fairy who came out quietly, Mu Zhiqing raised her eyebrows slightly, "Can you give it up?"

"Hey, it's not because I miss you!"

"Flying separately when the disaster is approaching, it's me and you." Mu Zhiqing looked disgusted.

"How come!" the little fairy said solemnly, "I'm loyal to you, eh...it doesn't seem right."

"It is loyal."

"Yes, loyalty!" The little fairy leaned closer and asked curiously, "Xiao Qingqing, Su Wanrou came to see you just now, but she just taught her a lesson, didn't she do something else by the way?"

"By the way, I got some medicine." Mu Zhiqing lazily played with the cup in her hand, her jet-black phoenix eyes gleaming with cold luster, "Liu Xingche always said that he likes Su Wanrou's inner part, so I just watched. Look, he doesn't like this outside."

"So, there will be fun tomorrow?"

"It's so boring to be disfigured now. Isn't it cheaper for Liu Xingche to get rid of this burden?" Mu Zhiqing chuckled, "At least it will be most interesting after getting married."

"Chuck." The little fairy smiled brightly, "Xiao Qingqing, you are really getting worse..."

As night fell, the stars were shining.

The woman in red sits lazily at the stone table, playing with the jade cup in her hand. The clear wine sways in the cup, exuding an intoxicating fragrance.

She supported her chin with one hand, her red lips were slightly open, and she drank the crystal clear drink, and the curvature of her eyes revealed satisfaction and leisure.

The light breeze blows, the light pink peach petals fall down, and the woman's beautiful face is slightly lifted, and a light and gentle smile blooms, exuding a moving beauty.

When Ling Yunting appeared, he saw such a beautiful scene.

He has always known that she is beautiful, so beautiful that everything loses its color, her cheeks are slightly flushed, and she exudes breathless beauty like a fairy, and her raised eyebrows reveal the purity of her daughter's family. Naive, people can't help but want to love.

"Madam is waiting for me?"

Hearing this familiar sound, Mu Zhiqing turned her head, with a chuckle on the corners of her lips, "Madame, you are not afraid that I will treat you as a disciple?"

"No one has ever connected me to Deng's disciple." Ling Yunting walked slowly to her and sat down, her dark and deep eyes reflected on the smiling face, her voice bewildering and ambiguous, "but facing the lady , I do have the idea of ​​becoming a disciple."

Mu Zhiqing couldn't help shaking her head, the man's sultry methods were simply breathtaking.

It was clearly a turbulent sentence, but for some reason, it was a bit less turbulent when he spoke it, and there was an unspeakable heartbeat.

Could it be... because of the face?