The Immortal Doctress: Emperor’s Consort

Inside the house.

Liu Xingche and Su Wanrou were already standing in the center, Xuanyuantian and both parents were sitting in front of them, looking at the new couple with joy.

Only at this moment did everyone remember that today's protagonists were Liu Xingche and Su Wanrou.

For some reason, from the moment Ling Yunting appeared, it seemed that all the aura belonged to both of them, making people unable to look away.

Congratulations sounded again, and everyone looked at the couple standing in the center.

Mu Zhiqing was standing very close to Su Wanrou, even with a hijab, she could detect the other party's bitter gaze.

Su Wanrou could not bear the brilliance that others would take away from her. Because she was a prostitute, she was deliberately deliberate and did not hesitate to use the most vicious means to achieve her goal.

What happened just now must have made her uncomfortable enough.

Suddenly, the maid accidentally fell down when she passed by Mu Zhiqing, and the hot tea swept away toward her arm!

Mu Zhiqing's eyes condensed suddenly, and she realized that this was a conspiracy almost instantly!

Just when she was backing to dodge, she found a sleeve in front of her and waved away the hot tea for her.

"Kang Dang!"

The cup fell to pieces instantly when it fell on the ground.

Then came the maid's voice begging for mercy in a panic, "Miss forgive me, Miss forgive me!"

"Are you OK?"

An anxious voice sounded from the top of Mu Zhiqing's head, and the man's always steady voice was tinged with a tremor. He looked at Mu Zhiqing nervously, for fear that the tea would burn her.

Facing the man with worry and tension, Mu Zhiqing couldn't help but froze in place, her cold heart seemed to be hit by a huge force, and she trembled slightly.

No one has ever been so nervous before...

Obviously, he was the one who blocked all the tea!

This kind of treasured appearance and the worries from the heart are strange to her that she has never felt.

"I'm okay." She shook her head dumbly, and then pulled Ling Yunting's sleeves, and said: "How are you? So hot tea..."

Seeing that she was not injured, Ling Yunting breathed a sigh of relief. He quietly retracted his hand and said, "I'm fine."

Junlang's face was calm and indifferent, but Mu Zhiqing clearly noticed that his hands were hot red with tea...

"What's okay, there is clearly something!" Mu Zhiqing insisted on pulling Ling Yunting's hand, with a stubborn and serious expression, and said to the servant on the side: "Go get the medicine."

Ling Yunting lowered his head to look at the woman's stubborn side face, which had concerns that pleased him.

The wound on his hand is not painful or itchy to him, but the skin that the woman has rubbed is surprisingly hot...

Xuanyuantian also stood up after seeing this scene, and said quickly, "Go get the medicine!"

The others are standing in place unbelievably. The auspicious time has come, but now they are delayed because of such an episode...

However, even the emperor thought this was a matter of course.

Soon, the medicine was fetched, and Mu Zhiqing took Ling Yunting with one hand and walked directly to a short distance to sit down and deal with the burn for him.

The skin scalded by the tea was flushed, and Mu Zhiqing said, "Does it hurt?"

There was only a smile in Ling Yunting's eyes, with sweet satisfaction.

"Madam can be so concerned, and I am willing to be injured a few times."

Mu Zhiqing glanced at him, this guy was exuding an irresistible charm all the time, this kind of remarks could be said!