Playful Immortal Doctor: Evil Emperor Poisonous Love Concubine

Ling Yue clenched her lips and raised her head. The unwillingness to get the holy medicine and the shame of being stepped on by her old enemy were mixed together, which almost made her breathless.

"Oh, by the way, call your father and let him listen carefully to your crimes." Ling Luo's eyes flickered with cunning.

Hearing this, Yu's face turned pale all of a sudden. Over the years, she has done all the unconscionable things that she has done without telling Ling Nie.

If Ling Nie knew that Mu Yuling was killed by her, not to mention the position of the mistress, even the current position of the side wife, it is very likely that she will not be able to keep it.

"Ling Luo, can you stop being so desperate." Yu bit her lips tightly, and her vermilion lips could not conceal her paleness.

As if Ling Luo didn't hear it, she poured out a drop of skin-beautifying liquid from the porcelain bottle, put it in the palm of her hand, and then gently rubbed it on the left cheek, and said slowly: "Look, my face has become more beautiful. Already?"

"Don't!" Ling Yue's eyes cracked, "How can you waste my skin-beautifying medicine!"

Porcelain bottles are originally so small, and every drop is extremely precious.

Ling Luo sneered, raised her head, glanced lightly at the mother and daughter, her eyes filled with narrow eyes, and said, "Er Niang, what did you just say, I did absolutely nothing?"

Yu Shi's face turned pale all of a sudden, and he hurriedly said, "No, no, you're not stopping!"

Ling Luo poured out another drop and said, "Then... what should you do?"

"I will plead guilty like the master." Yu lowered his head and clenched his fists, his voice full of forbearance.

"Confession? Hehe." Ling Luo smiled like a devil, "How can it be enough to just confess, I want you to kneel five steps from Yuling Pavilion, kneel and kowtow, shouting 'Sister Mu, I was wrong, I'm sorry You', have been kneeling in the cemetery of the Ling family, personally offering incense to my mother, guarding the tomb for three hours a day, and repenting in person!"

"No!" Yu Shi's face was ashen, with a look of fear, "If that's the case, how can I behave in the Ling Mansion?"

"Why, don't you want to?" Ling Luo tilted the mouth of the porcelain bottle slightly, and a few drops of spiritual liquid fell directly on the ground.

"Mother! Mother! Promise her! My daughter begs you!"

Ling Yue watched the precious skin-beautifying liquid fall drop by drop, her heart ached, it was her life-saving thing!

"It's just a momentary humiliation. If your daughter regains her looks, shows off at the 16-year-old coming-of-age ceremony, and gets you a noble son-in-law, are you still worried about the days when she won't be in her prime?" Ling Yue knelt on Yu's In front of her, she begged bitterly, "Mother, I beg you, okay?"

Yu Shi looked at this precious daughter, her whole body was trembling, and there were faint tears dripping from the corners of her eyes. She sobbed for a while, her vermilion lips parted slightly, and said an extremely weak word: "Okay."

The corners of Ling Luo's lips curled up in an extremely satisfied arc, and he said loudly, "Then, let's start now."

Mrs. Yu knelt down slowly, kowtowed towards the gate of Yuling Pavilion, and said in a low voice, "Sister Mu, I was wrong, I'm sorry."

Ling Luo frowned slightly, and said angrily, "Did you not eat this morning? Your voice is too low!"

"Ling Luo, don't bully me too much, my mother has already compromised!" Ling Yue roared at Ling Luo angrily.

Ling Luo raised the skin-beautifying liquid in his hand, his eyes were full of sarcasm, and he said, "Do you think you have the bargaining chip to yell at me?"