The Immortal Doctress: Emperor’s Consort

"Young Master Ling, this auction hall is too crowded and messy, how about going into the VIP box with me?" Xuanyuan Yao invited with a smile.

Ling Yunting: "No need."

Xuanyuanyao's expression was a bit embarrassing. Seeing that the other party's gaze had been on Mu Zhiqing's body, she couldn't help but said: "Zhiqing, as you are, it is not enough to have a VIP box at the Diyue Auction House. Why don't I help you and take care of things? Say?"

Mu Zhiqing raised her eyebrows lazily, "No, I do."

"You have?" Xuanyuan Yao snorted coldly. At this Emperor Moon Auction House, apart from the royal family members, only the VIPs of the Emperor Moon Auction House are eligible.

Mu Zhiqing is really arrogant, and even General Mu is not qualified, how could she have it?

However, when the manager smiled and invited Mu Zhiqing into the VIP channel, her expression of waiting for the good show also solidified.

As a pharmacist, Mu Zhiqing has a very close connection with the auction house. Over the years, she has had many transactions with the Diyue Auction House and has long become a VIP.

When Mu Zhiqing was about to walk into the box, she found that Ling Yunting and Ling Qingye showed no signs of leaving at all, and couldn't help but said, "You won't go to your box?"

"It's all my own, why bother?" Ling Yunting said.

Mu Zhiqing: "..." You don't think of yourself as an outsider too!

Ling Qingye followed his eldest brother, and when he was going in, he suddenly felt the cold gaze of his elder brother, and suddenly stopped.

"Oh, my stomach hurts suddenly, I... I'll take a step first."

In an instant, Ling Qingye slipped and disappeared.

The corners of Mu Zhiqing’s lips twitched slightly, and the second young man’s ruddy complexion and walking like flying like a stomachache, this pretend is too insincere...

"In such an environment, a lone man and a widow... or the second son is smart!"

The little fairy understood Ling Qingye's deep meaning and hid in the contract space with a swish.

The range of VIP boxes is not very large, but it still looks quite spacious for a few people.

It was just that when Ling Yunting, who had a long posture and an amazing aura, entered, the whole box seemed cramped and narrow.

Looking at Mu Zhiqing, who was sitting the furthest away from him, a small smile flashed across Ling Yunting's eyes, "Are you afraid of me?"

Mu Zhiqing shook her head, she was not afraid of Ling Yunting, but she was afraid that this guy would speak.

After all, who can resist this opening?

"Then you sit so far?"

"Men and women are not kissed."

"Madam's words are too far-fetched." Ling Yunting looked at the woman's dodge gaze, only feeling more and more lovely.

"I'm not your wife." Mu Zhiqing raised her eyes, her delicate jade face flowing proudly, "There are so many women who are willing to be your wife. It's a pity that I am not."

Ling Yunting nodded slightly, "We are quite similar on this point."

Mu Zhiqing frowned.

"There are so many women who are willing to be my wife. Unfortunately, I only like you."

Mu Zhiqing looked at the sky speechlessly, and sure enough, the lethality of this guy when he opened his mouth was really amazing.

While meditating on the Qingxin Mantra, she decided not to pay attention to him, otherwise no one would know that he would say something amazing.

Suddenly, she noticed a sudden change in the atmosphere in the box, and she couldn't help turning her eyes around.

The expression on Ling Yunting, who had always been calm, fluctuated slightly, and the deep black pupil passed the sharp light, with a solemn feeling like thunder and lightning.

In an instant, her hand was held.

"what are you doing?"