The Immortal Doctress: Emperor’s Consort

But every man is inevitably attracted by this pretentious posture, showing a state of pity, just like Liu Xingche was also hooked in this way.

Think about it, Ling Yunting is no exception.

Mu Zhiqing subconsciously looked at Ling Yunting, but when she turned her eyes, she found that the other party was staring at her. The deep and bright black pupils reflected her face, unable to guard against it.

"What are you thinking about?" Ling Yunting asked.

Mu Zhiqing looked upright and said, "Someone is calling you behind."

"The only person I know is you. Others don't bother." Ling Yunting's expression remained unchanged, as if he didn't hear the call from behind.

Mu Zhiqing: "..."

"Ling son, the fifth princess is injured."

Su Wanrou looked ahead suspiciously. It's impossible to hear this voice. Why didn't there respond?

Xuanyuanyao became increasingly disgusted with Mu Zhiqing. She clearly noticed that Mu Zhiqing was talking to Young Master Ling, and she must have deliberately not wanted to be noticed by Young Master Ling.

"Mu Zhiqing."

It wasn't until the woman behind called her name that Mu Zhiqing stopped. It was obvious that these two guys would not stop calling them.

"Let's go take a look." Mu Zhiqing said.

Ling Yunting: "Good."

Seeing Ling Yunting and Mu Zhiqing walking together, Xuanyuanyao pretended to be in pain and said, "My feet hurt so much..."

"Young Master Ling, my cousin was accidentally injured. I'm afraid I won't be able to participate in the hunting match. There are no other people around here. I wonder if I can trouble you to send my cousin back?"

Su Wanrou's face was full of worries, her gentle and gentle voice was a little nervous, her bright eyes were like deer, which made people unconsciously unguarded.

Xuanyuan Yao also had a pained expression, and there was a silent pleading in the waves of her eyes.

Mu Zhiqing glanced at Xuanyuanyao's ankle. She had practiced medicine for many years, and she knew it was fake at first glance, but the two women pretended to look alike.

In this way, Xuanyuan Yao likes Ling Yunting?

Just when she thought that Ling Yun Ting would definitely agree, she listened to him: "Aren't you a human?"

The atmosphere stopped abruptly.

Su Wan's soft Xuanyuanyao expression instantly solidified.

"Aren't you a cultivator?"

Ling Yunting's expression was calm, and his natural tone was almost impossible to refute.

Su Wanrou was stunned. She is naturally a cultivator. It is not a problem to carry a person. It's just the situation like this... shouldn't it be the answer?

Mu Zhiqing couldn't help but sneered. It turned out that Ling Yun Ting's ability to choke people is really strong, not only choking her, but also others.

Xuanyuanyao's face turned dark, she felt that Mu Zhiqing was laughing at her!

She must have used some shameless means to make Ling Gongzi indifferent to her.

Although the situation exceeded expectations, Su Wanrou quickly thought of a way to deal with it.

"I am a cultivator, but I strained my back during the practice a few days ago, so I can't take my cousin back. I hope Young Master Ling will forgive me." Su Wanrou said in embarrassment.

"I really hurt, Son Ling." Xuanyuan Yao said pitifully.

Mu Zhiqing suddenly became interested. Every time Su Wanrou's pretentiousness was so successful, she wanted to see what it would look like if it failed.

So...

"Hey, isn't the person over there Liu Xingche?" Mu Zhiqing pretended to be surprised, "It seems to be dealing with monsters."

Ling Yunting noticed the cunning flashing in the eyes of the woman beside him, and the smile in her eyes grew thicker.

"It is a bit reluctant to deal with this monster beast with his strength, I will help him."