Cold King’s Dominating Love, Genius Medical Consort

The old lady smiled slightly and said slowly: "Okay, grandma doesn't say, Linger needs to take a good rest when she wakes up."

"Linger, the doctor said that the wound on your head is not deep, and you will cultivate well without scars. You will let the kitchen prepare some tonics to make up." Mu Zhenguo's light tone, but it seemed to contain everything, indifferent and cold There was a hint of worry, very little.

Mu Zhenguo has a lot of owes to her daughter, always not far away, from little to big, care little about her, but helpless.

Mu Ziling looked at this majestic middle-aged man in front of him. This man should be her father. Although his words were concerned, he was a little alienated.

Mu Ziling nodded slightly: "I worry you, rest assured, Linger is fine."

"Sister, you finally woke up, Cher is worried about death." A woman in a long red dress outside the door rushed towards Mu Ziling.

Suddenly the figure flew to Mu Ziling, who was unprepared for a moment. She smelled a strong rouge smell, and frowned, narrowing her eyebrows, pushing the figure on her subconsciously.

This is when I saw the woman in front of her, her age was similar to her, but her temperament was completely different. Seeing her Yufeng looming, she was really enchanting and delicate, and two strands of green silk gently brushed her face to add a touch of seductive style.

Intuition made Mu Ziling feel that this woman was not a fuel-saving lamp, it didn't look good, and she was wearing a variety of styles, which made people dislike it.

The old lady saw her face change immediately, glaring at Mu Yixue and angrily reprimanded: "Yi Xue, what does this reckless look like, I didn't see Linger hurt."

"I'm sorry, sister, Xueer is just too worried about you." Mu Yixue said apologetically, and those tears were pitiful in her eyes, as if she would fall in the next second, making people feel pity.

Mu Ziling sneered, how was she? How could this woman pretend to be pitiful.

At this time, a girl-in-law came in from the door and said respectfully: "Old lady, lord, pray for the ceremony to be offered by the palace, and the sixth prince is waiting in the front hall."

"I see, please wait for a while, and the six princes will pass." Mu Zhenguo signaled to the next maid, and said gently: "Mother, let's go first, don't let the sixth prince wait long."

The old lady nodded and glanced at Mu Yixue coldly. She didn't want to say anything more to her. She couldn't stay with Linger more, or don't stop Linger.

Others don't know about this Yixue, but she is an old woman who is very clever. This girl has one set on the surface and another on the back. She usually bullies her spirit.

"Linger, take a good rest today, Minger is going to marry, and the beautiful wife is going to dress up. Grandma will go back first." The old lady said without saying any joy, but she expressed a deep feeling Perseverance and worry.

This is a marriage from a queen queen. To outsiders, how beautiful it is to be able to marry the royal family, but everyone knows the meaning of the queen queen's back, and it is not that Mu family is the victim of her fight for power.

The Mu family today is different from the past. If you want to retreat, you ca n’t retreat.

Hearing the words of the old lady, Mu Yixue aside, she squeezed the bottle in her hands with her hands, and her eyes flashed cold.

Mu Ziling can also marry the King of Prayer with this straw bag, and I can take back from you everything from an early age to this time, this time is no exception.

Since the carriage can't fall to you, tomorrow you will be beyond recognition, see if you can marry or not!

Mu Ziling listened to the old lady's words, and he recovered slightly: "Well, grandma, go slowly."

"Xiao Han, take good care of your little master." The old lady asked Xiao Han aside.

"Yes, the slaves know that the slaves will take good care of the little master, old lady, please walk slowly." Xiaohan respectfully responded.

"Linger just woke up, don't talk for too long." Mu Zhenguo said to Mu Yixue, who was aside, said lightly, and then went out with the old lady.

Mu Yixue blessed her blessedly, and said softly, "Xueer knows, Dad walks slowly."

In this scene, outsiders saw how well-crafted and sensible Mu Yixue was, but Mu Ziling, who was silent, looked impolite compared to her.

After they left, Mu Ziling was still thinking about the old lady's words, marry someone? Why is this going to marry someone, as soon as she came through, she gave such a big surprise, not to bring such fun!

Although this age is the same as the previous life, she is seventeen years old, but it is too early for her to marry someone in a blink of an eye to let her adjust, there is no buffer period.

"It's all right here, you go down first." Mu Yixue saw the old Taijun and Mu Zhenguo go, and a cold smile twitched at the corners of her mouth, and ordered the girls to the side.

"Yes, the slaves retired!" After the girl answered, they resigned.

Mu Ziling only returned to her mind, and when she saw that Mu Yixue was left in the room, she sneered. This woman was indeed a bad visitor, and she couldn't wait to make a move. She was happy to accompany him.

"Sister, does the wound still hurt?" Mu Yixue slowly walked towards Mu Ziling, and was about to pull her hand, but Mu Ziling avoided it and retreated a distance.

Mu Ziling calmly replied, "Thanks for your concern, it doesn't hurt anymore."

Huh! She probably knows what tricks this woman wants to play, presumably the owner of this body must not have eaten this woman's losses before.

Really thought she was still the soft persimmon Mu Ziling who allowed her to bully.

Now Mu Ziling loves everything, but he doesn't love revenge!

Because it is usually reported on the spot when there is hatred, now this woman is going to come to find something, don't blame her for being weak.

Mu Yixue's eyes flashed with dissatisfaction, and then he died.

She always felt that Mu Ziling's eyes were a bit cold and strange today, not as dull and empty as before, but clear and clear, her eyes sharp, which made her feel a little timid.

But she ignored it, no matter what Mu Ziling turned into, it was still a straw bag, never as good as her Mu Yixue.

"Sister, the Cher caregiver brought you a good bottle of" scarring lotion "from the palace. I heard that it won't leave a scar on it. Let me apply it to you.

Mu Yixue's smiley eyes revealed false feelings. She took out the bottle that she had just held tight, and approached Mu Ziling again, and opened the bottle.