The Immortal Doctress: Emperor’s Consort

Mu Zhiqing raised her eyebrows slightly and nodded lightly, she also noticed it.

Ling Yunting has always arranged her affairs properly, the only thing she needs to do is to follow him, nothing else needs to be bothered...

"Get on the carriage." Ling Yunting looked at the woman's small face with emotion, and the soft color under his eyes waved away.

As the two got into the carriage, Ling Qingye couldn't help but think of the situation when Gu Zening was driven away early in the morning.

This so-called request for leave was naturally handed over to Gu Zening.

As for the collection of silver, it would be best if Lu Zhanan came to give the silver obediently, but if another moth came out, it happened to be solved by Gu Zening.

How could the eldest brother be willing to let his sister-in-law worry about this kind of debt?

"Snee..."

Gu Zening, who had just walked to the entrance of Xuanchu Academy, touched his nose and looked around suspiciously.

"It must be Ling Qingye who is planning me again!"

...

Emperor Cloud Palace.

This is the third time Mu Zhiqing has come to Emperor Yun Palace. The first time she came with Ling Yunting after the entrance examination was over, and the second time she came secretly on the night of the full moon.

Now that she came to Emperor Cloud Palace again, she didn't feel the kind of restraint for the first time.

"My parents went out to travel, so now we only live in the temple." Ling Yunting said slowly.

Hearing, Mu Zhiqing was gentle, she had heard before that uncle and aunt had been working on the affairs of Emperor Yun Palace.

Since the Emperor Yun Palace was handed over to Ling Yunting to take care of them, the two of them have lived a life of traveling around and traveling.

Originally, the last time I came back, I planned to hold their marriage as soon as possible, but after Ling Yunting mentioned that, it seemed that the idea was temporarily dispelled, so I went out again recently.

"However, they gave a task before they left."

Mu Zhiqing raised her eyebrows slightly, "What task?"

"A very difficult task." Ling Yunting frowned slightly. It seemed that the matter was very tricky, and his voice sank, "I'm afraid I won't be able to complete it alone."

"So tricky?"

Mu Zhiqing's face couldn't help but reveal the appearance of worrying for him, and the matter of being able to lead the emperor must not be simple.

"If you can help, it's easy."

Ling Yunting turned his head, looking at the woman with clear eyes with a smile.

"They said they will come back next time and have a wedding wine." The corners of the man's lips curled up slightly, and his deliberately low voice was magnetic and ambiguous, and even his eyes became darker, "You and mine."

Locked by the man's domineering and direct gaze, Mu Zhiqing was taken aback for a moment, and a feeling of shame spread.

"you you……"

"Me?" The man chuckled softly, his muffled voice filled with pleasure, and it sounded in the woman's ears, "What am I?"

"Dignified, how can you be so..." Shameless?

Mu Zhiqing shifted her gaze, this guy seemed to like to tease her like this.

The smile in the man's eyes gradually deepened, and he raised his eyebrows, "In front of Madam, don't worry."

"Who is your wife?"

Mu Zhiqing spoke subconsciously in embarrassment, but when she said this, she was inexplicably weak.

Ling Yunting's deep eyes locked on Mu Zhiqing, the corners of her lips couldn't stop rising, his girl... dug a hole for herself.

"I remember someone promised me that they would marry me."

Mu Zhiqing opened the curtain and pointed to the clouds in the sky and said, "Your honor, do you think the sky is blue and beautiful today?"