The Immortal Doctress: Emperor’s Consort

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Mu Zhiqing was stunned for a moment, why?

Why is this necessary?

From the moment this man appeared in her world, she had already captured her heart bit by bit.

How could anyone not tempted by such a good man?

She just kept reminding herself that they were from two worlds, and she was not worthy of him, so she stubbornly frozen herself and wanted to stay away from him.

He stubbornly didn't want to hurt himself, and also hoped that he was still the original appearance in his heart.

She had never been clear about the truth back then, but whenever she thought of the dirty and ugly scene that might have happened, she couldn't help but hate God's injustice.

Without all this, she could stand beside him unscrupulously.

At least there is no need to hesitate, entangle, and walk on thin ice as it is now.

However, she was reluctant to see him sad.

His forbearance of depression and pain touched the string in her heart, so she broke all principles and reason.

She just wanted to tell him.

From the day he appeared in her world, there was no room for anyone.

No matter what happens in the future, she likes him, starting very early...

Mu Zhiqing slowly raised her head, her bright eyes were as bright and dazzling as the stars on the horizon.

She stared at him, her red lips lightly open.

"Because of you, there is no substitute."

There is no other possibility except you.

There is no substitute.

The four words hit Ling Yunting's heart in an instant, and an ecstasy that couldn't be expressed in words swept across his heart.

He is not dreaming!

The person he misses, like him!

His figure was reflected in those clear eyes, full of him.

Two clusters of flames suddenly ignited in the man's eyes, and instantly grabbed the back of her head and covered her lips.

Different from previous dominance and aggression, this kiss is gentle and lingering, like facing a treasure in the heart, gentle as water, intimate.

Mu Zhiqing did not resist, and her white and shiny earlobes gradually became flushed.

It wasn't until Mu Zhiqing's cheeks were flushed that the man recovered his last trace of sanity.

He touched the woman's head and said, "Go to sleep."

The voice is surprisingly gentle.

Mu Zhiqing looked at him in surprise.

There was more tolerance in the man's eyes, but more joy and satisfaction.

"You have just recovered from your injury, take a good rest."

Ling Yunting took a deep breath, calming down his excitement and depression.

He took a step back, preparing to leave, only to find that the woman was holding the corner of his clothes.

His eyes moved upward, and he saw the woman's moist and crystal eyes staring at him, and slowly said, "You won't avoid me tomorrow, right?"

There was a hint of grievance in his voice.

Ling Yunting's heart softened and slowly approached her.

"will not."

"I was wrong, okay?"

The gentle and petting voice can almost drown out of the water.

Facing her, it seemed that all the indifferent iron-blooded armors would unconsciously open, unwilling to make her feel sad.

As soon as Mu Zhiqing raised her eyes, she met the gentleness of the sky in those deep pupils, with a pampering and full affection.

Such a look, such a tone... It's a sultry foul!

She blushed almost instantaneously and lost her mind in such tenderness.

"No longer."

The soft voice reveals a hint of pretentious domineering, bringing the beauty of his daughter's home, making Ling Yunting laugh happily.

"it is good."