The Immortal Doctress: Emperor’s Consort

Feeling the sincerity and anxiety in the man's words, the curvature of Mu Zhiqing's lips can't stop rising, why is the respect so cute?

When she saw the saint today, she had already figured out the key, but after all, she still felt a little unhappy.

However, after hearing everything the Lord said at this moment, those promises of unhappiness have completely disappeared.

"Chih-Ching?"

Ling Yunting looked down at the woman's expression. He had never regarded the goddess as a thing, and he had not thought about the problems that he might encounter.

As he got closer and closer, Mu Zhiqing suddenly raised her head and looked at him with a smile.

She tilted her head, her mellow and bright eyes were already bent into crescents, "Your honor is so afraid of me misunderstanding?"

The woman's raised eyebrows were filled with a thick smile, and the slight haze that had originally enveloped her small face seemed to have completely disappeared at this moment, as if the sun shone like a cloud.

However, that gaze was too scorching, and Ling Yunting's expression was a little uncomfortable.

Seeing that the lord is going to leave, Mu Zhiqing quickly wrapped her hands around Ling Yunting's neck, not giving him a chance to leave.

Why didn't she find the respect so cute before?

The sudden approach of the woman made Ling Yunting's eyes a look of helplessness, and he suddenly hugged Mu Zhiqing with both hands.

Mu Zhiqing was surprised, and subconsciously tightened her hands for a few minutes, before being carried into his room by Ling Yunting.

It was not until Ling Yunting sat down and she sat on the man's lap that she raised her eyes to meet the man's deep eyes.

The eyes that had always been as deep as pools seemed to have become clear and transparent the moment she looked over, as if everything that other people couldn't see was willing to be calmly in front of her.

"Yeah." The man slowly responded, staring at her, "I'm afraid you will misunderstand."

I'm afraid you will be unhappy because of this.

Mu Zhiqing originally just wanted to tease Ling Yunting, he was too rare to see him like this, and completely beyond her expectation.

However, his sudden calmness made her stunned.

The man sighed silently and slowly embraced her, his head resting on her shoulder.

Immediately after that, the warm and clear voice came slowly, "I said long ago, no one can compare to you.

I know you may not be upset about this kind of thing, but I still want to tell you. "

Mu Zhiqing seemed to feel a sigh from the slightly low voice, she couldn't help but frowned, stepped back a little, looked at Ling Yunting's handsome face, and spoke seriously.

"Why wouldn't I be unhappy about this kind of thing?"

She has always believed in the respect, because the respect has given her enough sense of security.

He did so many things for her, and she remembered everything in her heart, and naturally she would not deny everything before because of the sudden appearance of a goddess.

However, this sentence of the honourable is obviously not such a meaning.

She gently pecked Ling Yunting's lips.

The delicate little face was full of seriousness, "I tell you, I am not happy today!

People in the entire college are saying that you like goddess, and you were fighting with the holy emperor for the love of goddess. I think I am a palace, and I can't care about other people! "

Mu Zhiqing's chin was slightly raised, and her expression was a bit arrogant.

"You have to review yourself, but you have a fiancée, so you dare to let other people spread such misunderstandings."