Cold King’s Dominating Love, Genius Medical Consort

Before leaving, Mu Ziling seemed to think of something, waved his sleeves, and walked away with the unfinished jug on the table.

Looking at the three of Mu Ziling who were drifting away, Ouyang Feiyu slowly raised the corners of his lips, smiling frivolously, his apricot-shaped eyes sparkled with bright stars.

After a while, he murmured to himself: "Little fox, it's really getting more and more interesting."

It wasn't until the three of them disappeared that Ouyang Feiyu looked away.

After that, he helplessly turned to Ouyang Wanrou who was beside him who was already asleep like a dead pig, who was drunk by him, sighed softly, and directly picked up the 'dead pig' and carried it away.

Yu Wenhao also hugged Yue Linglong, took their prizes, and left slowly.

Everyone had left, and the originally bustling auction field became dead silent in a blink of an eye, but four dark, sticky people could still be heard wailing like ghosts from time to time.

The maid who was still present stretched her hand into her sleeve, and when she stretched out, there were four blood-colored pills between her fingers, and she accurately threw them into the mouths of the four people who crawled out of the deep pit and were already dying.

"You should be lucky, Mr. Zhan doesn't like to kill, and hates blood. I hope you will take care of yourself in the next auction."

After leaving these words, the maid left without leaving a trace.

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On the way back, Mu Ziling was like a drunkard, drinking the fine wine from the jug all the way, admiring the beautiful scenery under the sunset along the road, feeling at ease, very happy.

It seems that the mood is good and life is better.

However, the more carefree and happy Mu Ziling is, the more Long Xiaoze and Qing Ling can sense that their sister-in-law is in a bad mood.

Therefore, the two of them who had been in the chattering mode all the time kept their mouths tightly shut, keeping their eyes on their noses, their noses and their hearts, and quietly followed Mu Ziling from left to right.

It seemed that he was not used to the quietness of the two of them. Mu Ziling, who was already three points drunk, hiccupped and asked suspiciously, "What's wrong with you two? Why aren't you talking?"

"We're fine." Long Xiaoze shook his head, and asked with a worried face: "It's just sister-in-law San, you and San..."

But before he could say anything, Qingling coughed lightly and interrupted him: "Xiao Lingzi, is this wine so delicious? I just vomited so dry, give me a sip." .”

It's not that she wants to compete with Xiao Lingzi for drinking, it's just that drinking hurts her health. Xiao Lingzi is in a bad mood now, and she is so silently drinking, she is really worried that she will get drunk.

While changing the topic, Qing Ling kept blinking at Long Xiaoze back and forth, telling him not to open any pot and to carry it.

What's wrong with me? Long Xiaoze scratched his head, a little confused, he followed Qing Ling's and silently blinked and winked.

Mu Ziling casually threw the jug in his hand to Qing Ling, a little funny: "Please don't make eye contact next to me, you two chatterboxes, you are in a panic, just say what you want, but I like watching the two of you talk the most. It's a joke."

"Xiao Lingzi, what are you talking about?" Qingling stared angrily, "We don't like each other, how about we fight each other?"

"Little Junior Sister, what are you talking about?" Long Xiaoze rubbed his chin, and commented solemnly: "You don't know, brother, I think you are quite pleasing to the eye, so it's you... a bit fierce, like a tigress, It's terrifyingly fierce."

"Whose tigress are you talking about? Is it itchy again?" Qing Ling took a sip of wine angrily, and sprayed it directly at Long Xiaoze.

"That's right, that's the kind of tigress." Long Xiaoze ran fast: "I can't hit it, I can't hit it, come on, come on..."

While running, he didn't forget to hook his fingers and tease Qing Ling who was erupting with a small universe behind him.

Qingling raised the jug and chased after him: "Long Xiaoze, stop and don't run away!"

Looking at the two happy friends who were laughing and playing, Mu Ziling's dull mood, which was originally trying to drink away his worries, inexplicably improved a lot.

Turning around and seeing Mu Ziling still walking slowly, Qingling waved her hands and urged: "Little Lingzi, come quickly, come quickly and help me teach this idiot..."

On the way back, there were two happy friends to enliven the atmosphere, the dark clouds in Mu Ziling's heart were lifted, and her steps became brisk.

Noisy all the way, soon, they returned to Liuheyuan.

Mu Ziling stood in front of the closed door, his footsteps suddenly seemed to weigh a thousand catties, and he stood where he was without taking a step forward.

A face that was slightly flushed from drinking a little wine was as still as still water, and her beautiful eyes were crystal clear, but no one could see clearly what was thinking in those clear eyes.

Qing Ling, who was about to push the door of her own room to enter, saw her standing there motionless, and couldn't help asking: "Xiao Lingzi, aren't you going in?"

Long Xiaoze also looked over strangely.

Mu Ziling blinked lightly, regained her senses, she hooked her lips: "Go in, you've been tired all day, go in and have a good rest."

"Oh." Qingling responded nah, but didn't intend to go in.

Seemingly knowing that this silly girl was going to wait for her to go in, Mu Ziling smiled helplessly: "You guys continue to stick around here, I'm going in."

After finishing speaking, she had already stepped into the room with a hundred doors.

After seeing Mu Ziling go in, Long Xiaoze seemed a little worried: "Little sister, why do I feel that our sister-in-law seems to have something on her mind?"

"What's on your mind? Don't guess what a woman is thinking!" Qingling rolled her eyes, stretched her waist, and said, "Grandma, I'm very tired. Today you sleep on the floor and I sleep on the bed. That's it."

"What's the deal?" Long Xiaoze was taken aback, but after realizing it, he refused to accept it: "Little Junior Sister, it's agreed that you will sleep in bed on one day, and I will sleep on the bed on two days. Today is two days, you should sleep on the floor... "

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Mu Ziling walked through hundreds of doors and entered the room, first glanced at the huge room, and then walked straight behind the screen.

Obviously the room was still the same as before, without any change, but Mu Ziling, who had looked at the room all over at this moment, felt his heart drop instantly.

The room was so quiet at the moment, so quiet that one could hear a needle drop.

Even the flowing water and milk bath, which was gurgling on weekdays, stopped flowing, and the snow-white pool surface was like a flat mirror, without any ripples.

Mu Ziling hooked the corners of her lips, and there was a lonely wry smile in her eyes.

Sure enough, you can't expect anything, not even a little bit.

He was obviously very tired, and he wanted to fall asleep without thinking about anything, but such a terrifyingly quiet environment made Mu Ziling unable to calm down.

She looked up and looked out the window.

The sky outside had already darkened, and the window was gloomy, with no stars and no moon, lonely and desolate, just like her mood at the moment.

This room is very big, the air is also very good, with a faint fragrance of milk, but at this moment Mu Ziling was so oppressed by such comfort that he couldn't breathe.

Don't want to stay here for a moment.

Mu Ziling turned around and walked out of the screen, she wanted to go out.

But who knew, the moment she stepped out of the screen, a tall and dignified figure was already standing beside the milk bath.

That tall and slender figure looked like a cheetah on the African grassland at the moment, its eyes were burning, and it was fixed on her without blinking.

Mu Ziling's footsteps paused, but then, as if looking at a stranger, he glanced at him lightly, with a sneer at the corner of his mouth, and walked directly towards the door.

However, before Mu Ziling took another step forward, a stream of light suddenly coiled around her body, with a strong suction force, instantly sucking her whole body into the arms of the person who was staring at her hotly.

The embrace was very warm, but it couldn't warm her heart.

Mu Ziling struggled violently, using all his limbs.

It's just that no matter how she pushes and kicks with her hands, the man stands motionless all the time, and even more tightly confines her in his arms, allowing her to struggle and resist.

Struggling to no avail!

Mu Ziling's eyes were soaked with the tears she had endured for a long time, she raised her head angrily, and sarcastically said: "Didn't you leave, His Royal Highness Qi can go wherever he likes and do whatever he wants, why are you coming back now? Go, you go!"

While speaking, she still didn't give up any trace to break away from the embrace that couldn't warm her heart, and she tried her best to fight and resist with all her teeth and claws.

Fearing that she would hurt her thin arms and legs due to her violent struggle, Long Xiaoyu's arm holding her was slightly heavier, making her unable to move.

Long Xiaoyu lowered his eyes and looked deeply at the hedgehog-like little woman in his arms. Seeing her red and wet eyes, his heart ached.

"Really want me to go?" He raised his hand to wipe away the tears from the corners of her eyes, there was a slight twinkle in his deep eyes, and a flash of seriousness flashed in his eyes, which disappeared in a flash.

Mu Ziling, who was in a fit of anger, couldn't care less about the emotion flickering in Long Xiaoyu's eyes, she glared, without thinking, and replied firmly: "Yes, I hate you, you go, let me go."

For a moment, the bottom of Long Xiaoyu's eyes staring at Mu Ziling was terribly dark, and his thin lips were pursed into a straight line, as if he was holding back something.

The surrounding air seemed to have a bitter and deep cold temperature, solemn and oppressive, and the factors in the air seemed to have completely stopped flowing.

In the next second, Long Xiaoyu let go of the little woman in his arms who was struggling and resisting for a moment, as if he didn't have any nostalgia.

After struggling for so long and being let go suddenly, Mu Ziling was a little bit overwhelmed.

When she slowed down, she moved to leave, but Long Xiaoyu, who was standing beside her, was already one step ahead of her, walking towards the door with big strides.

Seeing this, Mu Ziling choked in his chest.

Are you leaving again? Are you going to leave her again?

Ah! If you want to go, go wherever you like, it's none of her business! .

Mu Ziling snorted coldly, so angry that his lungs almost jumped out.

But no matter how angry she was standing there, that figure still walked resolutely and resolutely.

"Bastard!" Mu Ziling clenched her fist angrily, and raised her foot to kick something to relieve her anger.

But apart from the flat carpet all over her body and the bathing pool behind her, there was nothing else for her to kick.

Mu Ziling stomped his feet fiercely, without even thinking about taking off the shoes under his feet, and without hesitation, smashed at Long Xiaoyu's decisive back, shouting angrily: "Bastard! You bastard! Let's go, let's go!" Well, leave and never come back."