Cold King’s Dominating Love, Genius Medical Consort

"Long Xiaoyu, why do you want me to stay in the house obediently?" Mu Ziling's voice was light and indifferent, and her clear eyes were strange, as if they were strangers.

Mu Ziling's deliberate alienation, her strange and indifferent look, Long Xiaoyu's face suddenly gloomy and terrible, and her heart seemed to suppress an invisible anger.

"Why do you say I want to stay in the house obediently?" Mu Ziling sneered lightly, a smile that looked like a night blooming flower, gorgeous and lonely, stubborn and lonely, as if asking, and muttering .

After waiting for Long Xiaoyu to answer, Mu Ziling then asked again: "Does other people bully me endlessly and pursue it to the end? I have to swallow and hide and hide?"

If she is not praying to the princess now, there will not be so many things, and she will not be hated everywhere, and will not be hunted down wherever she goes.

If she can, she doesn't want to be the position where countless women want to sit, and taking this position will make countless women jealous and hate.

However, she is now the princess who envy and hate in the eyes of everyone, this is an indisputable fact.

As a princess praying, she was not afraid, and she acknowledged that she would not shrink back.

However, if she was just an ordinary woman who would stay at home embroidering and embroidering grass, she would not be.

In the previous life, although she was a doctor, her family members blame and blame, but because she never made mistakes in the treatment and rescue of people, because she was an outstanding medical genius in medical school.

What aggrieved and dumb to eat Coptis chinensis was impossible for her at all.

Now that others are bullying, is she going to endure it? Want to keep hiding in Tibet? How ridiculous!

She is not afraid of jealousy, hatred, or hunting. She can calmly deal with the people who hate her, or cruelly deal with the people who want to kill her, that is, she must not be unclearly aggrieved and aggrieved.

In this sentence, Long Xiaoyu heard the voice outside the string, and for a time, his face was suddenly bright and dark, cloudy and uncertain.

However, looking at Mu Ziling's light and deep eyes, persistent and decisive, Long Xiaoyu's eyes were dark and terrible, and her thin thin lips were slightly loose, and her voice was cold and cruel: "Pray to the Princess, my King will follow you that day What did you say you forgot? "

He said a lot of things that day, but she knew what he was asking.

Mu Ziling sneered in his heart.

forget? How could she forget?

For her, what he said became her painful lesson in a short time, and she suddenly realized that how could she forget?

What **** said in her ear, she still remembers clearly, he said that Long Xiaonan's affairs, including the queen, will be resolved, and everything will be given to him!

Although she didn't know how big his power was, she knew he had that ability.

If it was his shot, it would not be as simple as finding out the truth about Long Xiaonan's captivity, but the queen would be overthrown and there would be no day to stand up, and the forces behind her would be completely disintegrated.

So when he heard him say that, she wasn't worried or tangled, and she was happy for a long time because of this.

At that moment, she wanted to trust him wholeheartedly, and to rely on him silently.

But later she knew that she had become a woman praying for a princess, a smoky woman, and a speculative enemy, and she would surely be endless and endless. She could rely on him for a while, but not forever.

Besides, who is His Royal Highness? She can't afford his kindness.

Leave everything to him? How to give it to him?

Because of that woman, hasn't he left her yet?

If Shen Siyang didn't call her that day, if she hadn't escaped by chance, could she still be alive now? Can I still stand here now?

The moment she was hit by the arrow that day, she really knew that she was leaning against the mountain and running on everyone. The most reliable and most trusted one was herself.

Forever ... always rely on him? is it possible? There was a cold and ironic smile on the corner of Mu Ziling's mouth.

And now that the queen is under control, the parasitic puppet has been found, and the case does not need to be investigated.

Even if there is a master of raising crickets behind the queen, now that it has not been completely identified, there may still be maggots spreading in the future, endangering the lives of the people, that is not her matter.

She is not a Guanyin Bodhisattva who can save her sufferings, she can't help herself, but she has to manage the world.

Moreover, the queen finally managed to be controlled by her. In the future, it may be the trump card in her hands. If the queen fell now, how could she go to fight in the palace?

Mu Ziling looked up at Long Xiaoyu earnestly, his voice relaxed and casual: "How can I forget what His Royal Highness said? However, this is something I caused myself, and I can solve it myself, so I won't bother your Highness."

As everyone knows, her words seemed to sting horse honeycomb, out of control.

Long Xiaoyu's deep eyes were like the ice blades in the cold days of a snow cellar. The momentum was compelling, and he shot mercilessly at Mu Ziling, burning in anger, word by word: "Mu Ziling, please say it again."

At this moment, he was like the devil Satan, and a pair of Mori Han's cold eyes stared at Mu Ziling, like a brutal beast.

Mu Ziling's heart shuddered, and suddenly she felt a cold chill chilling into the limbs and bones. Instinctively, she was scared, very scared.

She squeezed her lips tightly and kept silent, standing quietly in place, exquisitely like a small sculpture in the night, with a look of water and no waves.

The warm, flowing blood on her arm, the blood droplets condensed on her fingertips, she could not feel it at all, all she could feel now was the faint coolness around her.

In the face of his bloodthirsty brutal stare, in the end, she still moved her nose slightly, raised her chin stubbornly, her expression was firm, and she did not show weakness. She simply said, "My business, you don't need to care."

Long Xiaoyu's face suddenly exploded like a thunderous thunder, majestic, unstoppable, and his eyes released a brutal bloodthirsty, a shocking ice.

Suddenly, he stretched out his long fingers and grabbed Mu Ziling's delicate neck.

Praying to His Royal Highness that he was really angry and completely furious.

At this moment, no one knew that His Royal Highness was completely enraged for the first time.

At this moment, no one knows that in this world, the only fearless and courageous woman who can irritate His Highness King to this extent is in front of him.

The original smooth breathing was suddenly blocked, and an unprecedented fear spread in Mu Ziling's heart.

However, she did not struggle or ask for forgiveness. She stretched out her uninjured hand and tried his best to pinch his finger, leaving no effort.

However, Long Xiaoyu's strong and powerful five fingers were like hard and strong iron tongs. Not only did he not move, but Mu Ziling did his best to resist, and the imprisonment became more secure and the frame became tighter and tighter.

Suddenly, Mu Ziling was as small as dust in his tough hands, as if she was twisted gently by him, her life would end here.

Breathing less than a bit of fresh air, Mu Ziling's pale white face had already turned red and blue, and her throat was burning and burning.

The unbearable pain made Mu Ziling's entire face tightly twisted and wrinkled together. She opened her mouth in pain, trying to get a little air, but was stiffly blocked by the rigid big hand under her neck.

Mu Ziling, who was near suffocation, seemed to see the death calling, her hands fell down naturally, her consciousness became more and more blurred, and her vision became more and more dim.

Just when she wanted to work hard to hold her eyelids, and finally looked at the desolate and silent night sky.

Just when Mu Ziling thought her soul had been tugged by death, and was preparing to peel her body alive.

Suddenly, a dim and heavy shadow bullied the body, and her cold, thin lips accurately occupied her red lips.

A sip of air that was familiar with the fragrance, sent into Mu Ziling's suffocated throat, and finally slipped into her suffocating lungs.

For a moment, Mu Ziling seemed to see that at the last moment of her life, God took care of her again, and finally a miracle appeared again, and her faint mind grasped this hard-won miracle.

In her mouth, Long Xiaoyu carried out a strategy of siege and siege. She tried hard to ask for it in his mouth and sucked **** the fresh air that could maintain her faint and small life.

He arrogantly stirred, and she instinctively demanded it.

The two hugged each other tightly, giving up and demanding, each taking what they needed, as picturesque and quiet.

Gradually, dawn dawned, a few bits of broken stars in the pale cyan sky, the earth was hazy, as if shrouded in a layer of silver-gray tulle.

The big palm that tightly clamped Mu Ziling's throat was finally slowly released, but Long Xiaoyu's deep and ink-like eyes were still frosty and cold and bones.

"Pray to the princess, haven't you really forgotten the words of the king?" Long Xiaoyu slowly raised Mu Ziling's sharp chin, forcing her to look directly into his eyes, with a careless but cold voice.

Mu Ziling's eyes were filled with tears, and all the lines of defense in her heart had already been torn off. She grieved and spit out a word: "It hurts!"

"Now you know the pain?" Long Xiaoyu stared at her with a dim look, her eyes narrowed, and her eyes were filled with anger: "If you hurt, you will have long memory."

At the gate of life and death, Mu Ziling walked by. After a while, his brain moved quickly like a wind.

He said that she couldn't have her own affairs. This was the third time he had warned her, once more terrible.

He said that he didn't like the word "thank you". She said it twice today and suddenly annoyed him.

Every word and every word he said, she remembered it clearly.

Mu Zi looked at the man in front of him with a lingering fear. This man was ... terrible, it was just the possession of a demon and Satan.

Long Xiaoyu tore Mu Ziling's sleeve apart, and saw her slender arm startling, blood dripping, and he stared hotly, momentarily.

Then she saw the fine sweat on her smooth forehead, except for the red and bright thin lips, her face was pale and paperless, as if she couldn't hold it down next second.

In the end, he frowned slightly, looking at Mu Ziling deeply.

What followed was a domineering breath coming towards Mu Ziling ...