Cold King’s Dominating Love, Genius Medical Consort

Mu Ziling originally wanted to go back to the bedroom, but Long Xiaoyu took her away from the jade gate where Long Xiaonan appeared.

The two walked out of the Jade Gate, and Mu Ziling discovered that the place leading outside was the Royal Garden, and the exit was well hidden in one of the extremely inconspicuous rockery.

Mu Ziling looked up at the sky, and asked hesitantly: "It's dawn, are we really going to leave like this? My father..."

Regardless of whether the nanny took out her father's personal token last night to threaten her, or what, she didn't want to just leave without understanding the matter at all.

In fact, she also knew from the bottom of her heart that the series of inexplicable things that have happened since entering the city yesterday must be rooted in Long Xiaonan, but she couldn't figure out what Long Xiaonan was going to do. He wouldn't really put her father under house arrest, would he?

Long Xiaoyu seemed to be able to understand Mu Ziling's worries, and he comforted in a gentle voice: "Don't worry, General Mu is a meritorious minister, no one dares to do anything to him, even if he dares, he won't have a chance."

"How do you know?" Mu Ziling looked slightly surprised, and then she seemed to have realized something, and asked quickly: "No, do you know something?"

Long Xiaoyu snorted faintly: "You don't need to know about other things, but if you continue to stay in the palace, then something big will happen here."

"What's the big deal?" Mu Ziling became more and more puzzled.

Long Xiaoyu snorted secretly, and threw a sentence to her instead: "This king's treasure is missed by others, do you think this king will sit still and wait for death?"

"What do you mean?" Mu Ziling was taken aback for a moment, and then he understood: "You mean, if I continue to stay in... no, I should live in the palace, you're going to flatten this place?"

If so, it would be too arrogant, right?

While Mu Ziling was slandering her, she thought again, if this matter happened to someone else, it might be a fantasy, but if it happened to her evildoer... Speaking of which, His Highness Qi Wang seems to have such arrogance.

Realizing this, Mu Ziling pursed her lower lips and was speechless for a while, then she reached out and hugged Long Xiaoyu's arm, leaning on him coquettishly, and said with an annoyed smile: "I said, His Royal Highness, are you thinking too much? It's just a painting, it's nothing—"

Before Mu Ziling finished speaking, Long Xiaoyu gave her a cool look, then hugged her slender waist, and led her away from the palace without anyone noticing.

...

Coming out of the secret room coincided with the morning court time, but after Long Xiaonan went back to the dormitory to freshen up and change the dragon robe, he did not go directly to the morning court, but drove to the dormitory where Mu Ziling stayed last night.

Carrying Long Xiaonan's sedan chair to the bedroom, before landing, the capable nun ran over in a hurry: "Your Majesty, I pray that Wangfei...she disappeared."

Long Xiaonan's face changed slightly: "What do you mean by disappearing?"

As if realizing that she had made a big mistake, the nanny bowed her body and buried her head even lower: "The servant girl has been guarding the door since last night, never leaving. Just now, the servant girl saw that it was getting late, so she went to knock on the door, but there was no response from inside for a long time. The servant girl was worried about something, so she pushed the door and entered, but there was no princess inside... The servant girl also checked just now. The doors and windows in the bedroom were well closed from the inside, but the princess disappeared for no reason."

Listening to Nanny's statement, Long Xiaonan's face didn't change much. He stared at the door of the bedroom in front of him, fell silent for a while, and then murmured: "Forget it, she came into the palace to look for the king of prayer, and since she couldn't find the king of prayer, she didn't have a reason to stay, and if this deep palace can trap her, then she is not her, so let her go."

His tone of voice was as gentle and elegant as ever, as if he didn't take it seriously, but his hands that were resting on the armrests of the sedan chair had already been clenched unconsciously, and the backs of his hands were full of blue veins.

The court ladies and eunuchs present didn't understand the deep meaning of the new master's words, and they didn't dare to try to figure out his thoughts. On the other hand, Mr. Li, who was at the side, had a scheming look on his face, and he leaned closer to Long Xiaonan and whispered a few words in Long Xiaonan's ear.

After finishing his sentence, Mr. Li respectfully withdrew.

Long Xiaonan's expression was normal, he didn't say anything, he just waved his hand to tell the bearers to turn around and go to the morning court, but before leaving, he glanced at Manager Li lightly: "Make arrangements as soon as possible."

Manager Li bowed to understand.

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On the way back to Yu Palace, Long Xiaoyu specially hired a warm and comfortable carriage, just to let the little girl who hasn't had a good night's sleep in the past few days have a good rest on the road.

It's just that along the way, Mu Ziling not only didn't feel sleepy at all, but was full of vigor and energy to pester Long Xiaoyu to chat about various problems.

The two chatted and chatted, and finally they talked about Long Xiaonan again.

It's just that before the topic of Long Xiaonan was discussed, Mu Ziling found out personally that it was too dangerous for his wife to discuss topics centered on other men with this stingy man of his family.

Regarding this, Mu Ziling had no choice but to quickly change the dangerous topic: "Oh, by the way, I'll show you something."

As Mu Ziling said, she sat up straight from Long Xiaoyu's arms, and then took out a transparent vial from her sleeve, which was filled with the wriggling green scum that Leng Yi brought earlier.

Even though it was packed in a tightly closed bottle, the ball of green slag was still alive as if it had a strong vitality. It squirmed and danced in the bottle, which was creepy.

Long Xiaoyu took the bottle and took a closer look.

I saw that his originally soft expression suddenly became cold and serious.

Although this ball of green scum doesn't look like a good thing, it can change Long Xiaoyu's face instantly, fearing that this thing is an unusual dangerous item.

Mu Ziling's brows moved slightly, and she asked curiously, "What's wrong? Do you know what this is?"

"Where did this thing come from?" Long Xiaoyu suddenly asked seriously.

Mu Ziling said truthfully: "Isn't my Li Enniang awake? I was afraid that Su Yin would run out to be a monster again if she found out about this, so I asked Leng Yi to go to the Mu Mansion to watch secretly. This thing was brought by Leng Yi from the Mu Mansion not long ago, and it was said that Su Yin used it to raise babies for others."

"Who?" Long Xiaoyu's starry eyes narrowed slightly, and a flash of coldness flashed across his eyes.

Mu Ziling was silent for a while, and then slowly uttered three words: "Yue Linglong."

When she said the name, her gaze was fixed on Long Xiaoyu's eyes, as if she was afraid of missing something.

But she stared closely at it for a moment, but she didn't see the slightest change in Long Xiaoyu's expression, let alone the slightest mood swing.

On the contrary, when Long Xiaoyu felt her burning gaze, his eyes softened unconsciously: "What are you thinking?"

"No..." Mu Ziling shook his head with some guilt, and then asked again: "You haven't told me what it is yet?"

Long Xiaoyu's eyes flickered slightly, and his eyes fell on the bottle again: "It should be a kind of spell."

"Spells?" Mu Ziling looked confused, "What spells?"

"As expected, this thing is refined from witchcraft." Long Xiaoyu's deep eyes became a little complicated, and he explained in detail: "In this world, witchcraft only exists in legends, but they are only little-known legends, and what I know is only one-sided... Simply take the Gu technique used by Leng Nanzi. There are still methods and medicines for the Gu technique, but this witchcraft, also known as the death curse, has the meaning of destruction."

destroy!

Hearing these two sharp words, Mu Ziling's body trembled almost imperceptibly.

Keenly aware of her strangeness, Long Xiaoyu's expression was slightly nervous: "What's wrong?"

Mu Ziling said: "Do you still remember the nightmare I had on the last night we were in Zhongjun City? Then I asked you if the stars would be destroyed, and you said no."

Knowing that the point of her words was not here, Long Xiaoyu didn't make a sound, but just looked at her fixedly.

"What I dreamed about that night was still about my childhood. In the same room, Mu Ziye and I were together at night, and Su Yin was standing by Li Enniang's bedside, saying some inexplicable words..." Mu Ziling briefly talked about the things in her dream that night, and finally said the fetters that had been hidden in her heart for a long time: "Before I woke up, I heard a sentence in a daze. Yes, it feels like something is about to disappear."

Didn't expect this little woman to hide such a big thing from him during this period of time, Long Xiaoyu's face changed again and again, but seeing her palpitations like this, how could he have the heart to blame her?

He stretched out his hand and hugged her tightly in his arms.

Mu Ziling, who was instantly enveloped in a sense of security, softened her silence for a while, before she spoke again: "As soon as the baby comes out, the stars die... Originally, I didn't pay much attention to this, I always thought it was just a dream, so there was no need to take it seriously, until Leng Yi gave me this thing suddenly that day, and said that Su Yin used it to raise Yue Linglong's fetus, which reminded me of this, so I was afraid—"

Before Mu Ziling finished speaking, Long Xiaoyu suddenly lowered his head and blocked her lips, swallowing the rest of her words.

After a while, he slowly let her go.

His forehead was still close to hers, holding her small face with both hands, and gently stroking her cheek with his fingertips, the breath he exhaled was hot, warm, and firm: "Simumu, whether the dream is real or not, it will never become reality, absolutely not."

"But..." Mu Ziling seemed to want to say something, but was interrupted.

"No but." Long Xiaoyu stared at her seriously, reflecting his own shadow in her eyes: "Anyone who threatens you and dares to hurt you should not exist in this world."

"What if this person is Yue Linglong?" Mu Ziling suddenly asked jokingly, but a flash of seriousness flashed in his eyes.

After hearing her words, Long Xiaoyu's expression suddenly became serious, and there seemed to be a touch of complexity in the depths of his star pupils.

Seeing his expression like this, and because of his silence at the moment, Mu Ziling's heart that was warmed by the heat gradually turned cold...