MTL - Cold King’s Dominating Love, Genius Medical Consort-Chapter 734 Find time for the whole family

"Regardless of who he is. ★ See ★ Most ★ New ★ Chapters ★ Festivals ★ One Hundred Degrees ★ Search ★ Chase ★ Book ★ Help ★" At this moment Mu Ziling didn't want to mention Ouyang Feiyu at all, she switched the topic directly "Don't you want to know how those three died?"

Seeing that Mu Ziling didn't feel a little curious about Ouyang Feiyu, Qing Ling immediately put away gossip and asked strangely, "Yeah, I see that the death of the three people is too strange. What is going on?"

Mu Ziling, speaking briefly and concisely, will see what Qiang Palace saw, and probably talked to Qing Ling.

After listening, Qing Ling frowned, wondering: "So, the soldier who sent the letter brought the poison into the palace? But what kind of poison is so powerful? It will be dead at the touch."

"Still poisonous ..." Mu Ziling frowned slightly. "Although it is impossible to figure out what kind of poisonous poison it is, in their case, that poisonous poison is physically contagious."

"The body is contagious!" Qing Ling heard the words, exclaiming with a lingering fear: "Haocai, you just didn't let Ozawako hit them, or he'll finish it."

Obviously, Qing Ling's concern for Long Xiaoze's nagging was different. Mu Ziling quietly hooked his lower lip, and then said, "That poison is estimated to be like a plague. If it's not dealt with in situ, maybe the palace is all over. "

"No." Qing Ling nodded in agreement, and thoughtfully touched her chin: "But since it is a contagious poison, it must be more terrible than the plague. Xiao Lingzi, if you want this, It really was the old monster of Leng Nanzi, what should I do? "

This problem is exactly what Mu Ziling is worried about.

Before that, she had been wondering what kind of war would make Mu Zhenguo, who had been hermit for many years, reorganize, and lead the army again.

As far as I know now, it seems that this battle is probably related to Leng Nanzi.

Originally, these national enemies hated her and couldn't fight her. She could ignore it, but when she really faced it, Mu Ziling knew that she couldn't ignore it and remained indifferent.

Mu Ziling's heart was heavy, but his face pretended to easily pat Qingling's shoulder, and said lightly: "We don't know the specific situation, don't worry about it here, wait for Long Xiaoze to bring the real news ... ... Now let's go back to the house and search for some information. "

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The carriage stopped all the way, and it was already night when it reached the King's Mansion.

At this moment, the praying palace was brightly lit.

The carriage stopped at the entrance of the King's Mansion, and Mu Ziling and Qing Ling jumped out of the carriage, and the guard at the entrance recognized them by the dim light.

The two rows of guards looked at each other with a flash of stunned expression, and then they bowed down to Mu Ziling saluting, "Welcome the princess to the house!"

In this respectful sentence, the momentum was so powerful, so powerful, that Mu Ziling was almost startled, she glanced silently, and then pulled Qing Ling into the door.

At the same time, the steward Fu Bo heard the shouting outside, dragging his fat body and greeted greedyly, "You are home, Princess Concubine."

"Um." Mu Ziling gave a slight response, and then she glanced at the hungry Qingling beside her, and ordered: "By Fubo, you have to prepare something to eat."

"Yes, yes, go and get some food." Qing Ling heard the words, immediately came to the spirit, and quickly added: "Remember to do more, the more the better ..."

The voice did not fall, Qing Ling suddenly stretched her neck and sniffed deeply into the air twice.

"Well? What smell is so fragrant?" Qing Ling tried to move his nose and sniff the scent.

Mu Ziling also smelled.

That taste is the smell of the food, and the smell comes from the restaurant.

Qing Ling asked as he walked forward, "Fobo, did you know that we were going to come back and prepare the food in advance?"

Seeing that Qing Ling's footsteps could not wait to speed up, Fu Bo seemed to be frightened, and hurried forward to stop her way: "Girl Qingling, Princess Consort, you first go to the side hall and wait, old The slave then left the kitchen to prepare. "

After hearing the words, Qing Ling paused, pretending to be displeased: "What do you mean? Obviously I smelled something, and let us wait, even if it doesn't matter, go to the side hall."

"Old slave ... old slave ..." Fober's fat body trembled, and then he gave a reason: "Girl, those foods are all cold now, it ’s bad for you to eat. Let the kitchen be prepared again— "

Before Fauber finished speaking, Qing Ling waved his hand impatiently, interrupting him: "OK, you go to prepare yours, let's eat ours first, which is so delicate?"

At the end, she also raised her chin at Mu Ziling: "Little spirit son, do you mean?"

Mu Ziling smiled and said to Fu Bo: "Since you have something to eat, Fu Bo, please step down first."

Who knows, Fu Bo not only didn't mean to retreat, but also stopped Qingling who was going to the restaurant with his fat body, his expression was slightly panicked: "Girl Qingling, you still have to wait in the side hall. Whatever to eat, the old slave then ordered to continue to prepare, not long. "

Qing Ling heard a burst of fire from nowhere, and she rolled up her sleeves directly: "Hey ~ I said what's going on with you, I didn't see my aunt and grandma hungry on my chest? Back away!"

Faber flinched, but had no intention of giving in.

Seeing this, Mu Ziling couldn't help raising his eyebrows and frowning: "Say, why stop us from going to the restaurant and wait for the side hall?"

"This ... this ..." Fu Bo's expression fluttered a little flusteredly, and for a long time, he didn't pop out a complete word again.

Mu Ziling, who felt more and more wrong, narrowed his eyes, and did not have the patience to wait for Fu Bo's explanation, passed him directly, and headed straight for the restaurant.

"The princess queen ..." Fubber felt a little confused, and wanted to come forward to stop.

Seeing this, Qingling, the little niece, hacked a knife and hands directly behind his neck, stunned him, then covered his cooing stomach and followed.

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In the restaurant.

Looking at the table full of mountains and sea, Qing Ling's eyes lighted up: "Wow, there are so many delicious food, you see that plate is still smoking, and that plate ... obviously these dishes are still hot, just What did the old guy say it was cold, did you say he wanted to eat alone? "

Qing Ling complained that people were already sitting at the table.

Mu Ziling looked at a table of meals and looked at a restaurant where they were only two of them at the moment. He always felt that something was wrong.

And the wrong place is a striking red letter on the wall of the door.

After glancing around this time, Mu Ziling found that not only the big red 囍 character was affixed to the big wall, but also the large and small 囍 characters on the door leaves and windows.

strange?

When does the royal palace have a happy event again? Why doesn't she know?

Mu Ziling was wondering what was happening to the festive characters. Qing Ling had swallowed and was ready to start eating and drinking.

But at the moment when the food was about to enter, Qing Ling had a meal in his hands, and suddenly he was alert: "Little spirit child, come and see if these dishes are poisonous?"

Mu Ziling looked at her, and was immediately amused by Qing Ling's little sister-in-law. She gave her a reassuring look with anxiety: "No poison, rest assured."

"That's good ..." Along with this reassuring voice, Qing Ling was eating with interest.

Mu Ziling stood in place, staring at the big red character on the wall for a while, then walked over and sat down.

Qing Ling was so hungry that she was hungry on her chest and back.

At present, Mu Ziling doesn't think so much anymore, he can't help but move chopsticks.

However, when Mu Ziling had just caught a piece of braised pork to eat in his mouth, there was a sudden movement outside the door.

I saw a girl running to the door with high toes, and before she could see the two people sitting at the table, she pointed at her nose and rebuked: "Who are you? How dare you steal here? Who do you prepare dinner for? You have the courage to get out of here. "

Before he ate a bite of food at his own house, he was pointed at his nose and yelled, Mu Ziling frowned anxiously, glanced coldly.

This girl-in-law ... She was sure she was not the girl-in-law praying to the palace, but she was a little familiar, as if she had seen it somewhere.

But in the end, it was just a little girl. Mu Ziling, who has always had a good memory, thought about it for a while, but still couldn't remember where he had met this person.

Just as Mu Ziling was thinking about it, the girl-in-law met her face with anger.

She only glanced at Mu Ziling. The girl suddenly looked like a monster, and her eyes widened in horror: "You, you ... are you ..."

at the same time.

Snapped--

The girl was still in shock, and was stirred by Qing Ling who was interested in eating. She slaps the chopsticks on the table fiercely: "You, you, you, what, you, my aunt and grandma. I have a good meal. Anyway, to disturb, do you want to die? "

Then, Qing Ling stood up, and shot the girl in shock with a dangerous look: "... what did I say you were noisy about? Who did you just tell me to roll in?"

I don't know if it was because of seeing Mu Ziling or because of Qing Ling's aggressive attitude, the girl suddenly frightened her legs and ran away.

"Fuck, what kind of slave is this?" Qing Ling grunted, and then put her hands on her hips, and proposed to Mu Ziling: "Little spirit son, I think you need to find a good time for the whole family, think about it How long have you been away, one by one, all crawling up to the head. "

I have to say that the appearance of Qing Ling at this moment is really a bit of a shadow of Long Xiaoze.

It seems that when they were left alone, the effect was good.

Mu Ziling laughed secretly in his heart, and on his face he pulled Qingling down and said, "Eat first, let's talk about it ..."

Mu Ziling's voice did not fall, and there was another footstep outside the door.

In addition to the girl who was just scared away, there were two more people.

At this moment, the picture outside the door is exactly two girls, one left and one right, carefully supporting a woman wearing a rich and graceful style ...