The Immortal Doctress: Emperor’s Consort

"Xiao Qingqing, are you really planning to let Chen Qiongshi go like this?"

The little fairy poked her head out and looked at Mu Zhiqing suspiciously. This does not fit Xiao Qingqing’s character...

That guy was obviously not a good thing. If he really had that consciousness, it would have been impossible to target her repeatedly before.

Only then did Mu Zhiqing recover from her thoughts and said, "If I kill her at the academy tonight, wouldn't it be implicated on me?

However, she didn't live for two days, and I was not in the academy at the time of the poisoning, and no one could get me on my body. "

Chopping the grass does not remove the roots, but the spring breeze blows and regenerates.

Excessive sympathy would only put herself in a dangerous situation, she was not so interested.

Hearing this, the little fairy came to understand, with a satisfied smile on his face, "I'll just say, how can you be so kind!"

Mu Zhiqing: "..." Can you speak?

...

Ling Mansion.

When Mu Zhiqing came back, the night was already dark. Except for the guards who were still patrolling, Gu Zening and others had disappeared.

She hasn't come back today, and she doesn't know if Zun Shang and Ling Er Young have come back to live.

After all, I said at the time that I was going to retreat for two days, but I didn't come back today.

She walked slowly towards her yard, but found that when she passed the yard, she saw a tall and dazzling figure.

He sat quietly at the stone table, his black clothes seemed to blend in with the night, but the handsome face under the clear moonlight was like a breeze, unparalleled handsome.

A faint aroma of wine spreads in the air, blending with the peach blossoms in the sky, and the hint of wine is very mellow...

"Sir?"

Mu Zhiqing stared at the dignified celestial posture, her eyes filled with surprise.

"You're back."

Ling Yunting smiled faintly, his eyes flowed through the valleys of mountains and rivers, staring at her quietly without urging or avoiding.

"Are you interested in having a drink with me?"

Ling Yunting raised the flask in his hand, and the clear fragrance spread, like a smile on his lips, exuding a fatal charm.

Mu Zhiqing's mood tonight was originally very complicated. Ever since she realized her feelings, she has always hoped to understand the truth as soon as possible.

But after Chen Qiongshi's words tonight, she only felt that all this became more and more elusive.

The trace of luck in my heart didn't know whether it should be allowed to continue to spread or be completely suppressed, I just felt helpless.

However, when she saw the man's moonlight gaze, the haze in her heart seemed to be blown away suddenly, regaining her clarity.

"This wine... is it peach blossom drunk?"

Mu Zhiqing walked slowly to Ling Yunting's side and sat down, looking at the white hip flask in front of him, with two peach blossoms on it.

She still remembers what happened after she was drunk. Although some of the details can’t be remembered, she really dug a hole and buried herself in it. At this moment, she can’t help but feel a little afraid...

It's just that this wine is indeed mellow and delicious, and it can be called the best. It is the best wine she has drunk in these years, but the stamina is a bit bigger...

Seeing the hesitation and entanglement flashing between the woman's smart eyebrows, the smile in Ling Yunting's eyes gradually deepened, and it seemed that what happened last time really made her beware.

"Madam, don't worry, I have always been a gentleman, as long as you don't chase me to beg for drinks, I won't get you drunk."

Mu Zhiqing frowned, why did she always think that something was wrong?