Cold King’s Dominating Love, Genius Medical Consort

"Whoever he is." At this moment, Mu Ziling didn't want to mention Ouyang Feiyu at all, she directly changed the subject: "Don't you want to know how those three people died?"

Seeing that Mu Ziling wasn't curious about Ouyang Feiyu, Qing Ling immediately put away her gossip and asked strangely: "That's right, I think the death of those three people is too strange, what's going on?"

Mu Ziling briefly explained what Chengqian Palace saw to Qingling.

After listening, Qingling frowned and looked puzzled: "So, the soldier who delivered the letter brought poison into the palace? But what kind of poison is so powerful? It will kill you if you touch it."

"It's still poison..." Mu Ziling's eyebrows frowned slightly: "Although I still can't figure out what kind of poison it is, but judging from their situation, the poison is contagious."

"Limbs are contagious!" Qingling exclaimed with lingering fear when she heard this, "It's a good luck that you didn't let Xiao Zezi kick them just now, otherwise he would have finished playing."

It was obvious that Qingling cared more about Long Xiaoze than before, Mu Ziling curled his lower lip calmly, and then said again: "The Gu poison will probably be like a plague, and it will be spread from ten to ten, if it is not dealt with immediately, maybe the palace has been messed up by now."

"No." Qing Ling nodded in agreement, and she stroked her chin thoughtfully: "But since it's a contagious poison, it must be more terrifying than the plague, Xiao Lingzi, if this old monster Leng Nanzi really did it, what should we do?"

This question was exactly what Mu Ziling was worried about.

She had been wondering before, what kind of war would cause Mu Zhenguo, who had been in seclusion for many years, to regroup and lead troops to go out again.

From what we have learned so far, this battle is most likely related to Leng Nanzi.

Originally, these national enemies and family hatred had nothing to do with her, so she could have ignored them, but when it was really faced now, Mu Ziling knew that she couldn't turn a deaf ear and remain indifferent.

Mu Ziling's heart was heavy, but he patted Qing Ling's shoulder pretending to be relaxed, and said lightly: "We don't know the specific situation yet, so we should stop worrying about it here, and 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 and went all the way, and when it arrived at Qi Wang's Mansion, it was already night.

At this moment, the Qiwang Mansion is brightly lit.

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

The two rows of guards looked at each other, their expressions flashed with shock, and then they all lowered their heads to salute Mu Ziling who was walking: "Welcome Wangfei back home!"

This greeting was loud and powerful, and it came unexpectedly, Mu Ziling was almost taken aback, she gave a sideways glance speechlessly, and then pulled Qingling into the door.

At the same time, Uncle Fu, the butler, heard the shouts from outside, dragged his fat body, and greeted him with a wheezing voice: "Princess Wangfei, you are back."

"En." Mu Ziling responded lightly, then she glanced at Qing Ling who was starving and listless beside her, and then ordered: "By the way, Uncle Fu, you go and prepare some food."

"Yes, yes, go and get some food." Qingling immediately cheered up after hearing this, and quickly added: "Remember to get more, the more the better..."

Before he finished speaking, Qing Ling suddenly stretched his neck, and took two deep sniffs into the air.

"Huh? What's the smell? It's so fragrant?" Qing Ling tried her best to move her nose, sniffing the scent, and already walked away unconsciously smelling the scent.

Mu Ziling also smelled it.

The smell is exactly the smell of the food, and the smell is coming from the restaurant.

As Qingling walked forward, he asked with a smile, "Fubo, did you know that we were coming back, and prepared the meals in advance?"

Seeing that Qingling's footsteps could not wait to speed up, Uncle Fu seemed to be frightened, and hurriedly stepped forward to block her way: "Miss Qingling, Princess Wang, you first... go to the side hall and wait. The old slave will let the kitchen prepare."

Hearing this, Qing Ling paused, pretending to be displeased: "What do you mean? Obviously I smelled something to eat, and you still asked us to wait, forget it, and go to the side hall."

"Old slave...Old slave..." Uncle Fu's plump body trembled, and then he gave a reason: "Girl, those meals are cold now, and eating them is not good for your health, so I will let the kitchen prepare again—"

Before Uncle Fu finished speaking, Qingling waved his hand impatiently and interrupted him: "Okay, you go and prepare yours, we will eat ours first, why are you so delicate?"

At the end, she raised her chin at Mu Ziling: "Little Lingzi, don't you think so?"

Mu Ziling smiled, and told Uncle Fu: "Since there is food, Uncle Fu, you should step back first."

Unexpectedly, Fu Bo not only had no intention of retreating at all, but also used his fat body to stop Qing Ling who was about to go to the restaurant again, with a slightly flustered expression: "Miss Qing Ling, you should wait in the side hall. What do you want to eat, the old servant will tell you to go down and prepare it. It won't take long."

Qingling got angry for no reason, and she immediately rolled up her sleeves: "Hey, what's the matter with you, I'm so hungry that I'm so hungry that I didn't see my aunt? Get out of the way!"

Fu Bo flinched, but he didn't have the slightest intention to back down.

Seeing this, Mu Ziling couldn't help but frowned, and turned cold: "Come on, why are you being stopped from going to the restaurant and waiting in the side hall?"

"This... this..." Fu Bo's expression fluttered slightly in a panic, he hesitated for a long time, but he didn't come out with a complete word.

Feeling more and more wrong, Mu Ziling squinted his eyes, impatiently waiting for Uncle Fu to explain, he passed him and walked straight to the direction of the restaurant.

"Princess Wangfei..." Fu Bo's heart skipped a beat, and he wanted to step forward to stop him.

Seeing this, the little girl Qingling slashed at the back of his neck, knocking him unconscious, and then followed after clutching her growling stomach.

...

In the dining room.

Looking at the table full of delicacies from mountains and seas in front of him, Qingling's eyes lit up: "Wow, there are so many delicious dishes. Look at that plate is still smoking, and that plate... these dishes are still hot, but the old guy just said it was cold. Do you think he wants to eat alone?"

While Qingling was complaining, she was already sitting at the dining table.

Mu Ziling looked at the food on the table, and then at the restaurant where there were only the two of them at the moment, feeling that there was something wrong.

And the place that didn't feel right was the eye-catching big red "囍" lettering on the wall opposite the door.

Scanning around in this circle, Mu Ziling discovered that not only the big red "囍" characters were pasted on the big wall, but also large and small "囍" characters were pasted on the doors and windows.

strangeness?

When will there be another happy event in Qiwangfu? Why doesn't she know?

Mu Ziling was wondering what was going on with those festive happy characters, while Qing Ling was already swallowing her saliva, ready to start eating and drinking.

But the moment the food was about to be eaten, Qingling paused in his hand, and suddenly said vigilantly: "Little Lingzi, come and see if these vegetables are poisonous?"

Mu Ziling looked over, and was immediately amused by Qing Ling's greedy appearance, she gave her a reassuring look angrily: "It's not poisonous, eat it at ease."

"That's good..." Accompanied by this reassuring voice, Qing Ling has already begun to eat with relish.

Mu Ziling stood where he was, staring at the red "囍" on the wall for a while, then walked over and sat down.

Qingling was so hungry that her chest was pressed against her back, so why wasn't she so hungry?

When the table was full of delicacies, Mu Ziling didn't think too much, and moved his chopsticks involuntarily.

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

I saw a servant girl running in from the door arrogantly. Before she could see the two people sitting at the dining table, she pointed her nose and scolded: "Who are you? How dare you steal food here? Do you know who this dinner is for? You are so courageous, get out of here."

Before she had a bite of food at home, she was pointed at her nose and yelled at. Mu Ziling frowned in displeasure, and cast a cold sideways glance.

This maid... She is sure that she is not the maid of Qi Wang's Mansion, but she looks familiar, as if she has seen it somewhere.

But after all, she was just a little maid. Mu Ziling, who had always had a good memory, thought about it for a while, but still couldn't remember where she had seen this person.

Just as Mu Ziling was watching and thinking about it, the servant girl met her face arrogantly.

Just looking at Mu Ziling, the servant girl immediately stared at some monster, her eyes widened in horror: "You, you...it's you..."

at the same time.

Snapped--

The maid was still in shock, and Qing Ling, who had been disturbed from eating, slapped the chopsticks in her hand on the table fiercely: "You, you, you, you, grandma, I have a good meal, why are there so many people who don't know what to do to disturb you, do you want to die?"

After speaking, Qingling stood up, and shot dangerously at the maidservant who was still in shock: "...What did you say you were arguing about? Who did you say to get out of here?"

I don't know if it was because of seeing Mu Ziling, or because of Qing Ling's aggressive attitude, the servant girl was so frightened that her legs went limp, and she scrambled and ran out.

"Damn it, what kind of slave are you?" Qingling snorted, then put her hands on her hips, and suggested to Mu Ziling: "Little Lingzi, I think you need to find some time to clean up your family style. Think about how long you've only been away. All of them have climbed to the top."

It has to be said that Qingling's appearance at this moment really resembles that fellow Long Xiaoze.

It seems that letting them be alone in the first place had a good effect.

Mu Ziling secretly laughed in his heart, but on the face he pulled Qing Ling to sit down with a good voice: "Eat first, let's talk when we are full..."

Before Mu Ziling finished speaking, there was another sound of footsteps outside the door.

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

At this moment, the picture outside the door is just two servant girls, one on the left and one on the right, carefully helping a woman dressed in rich and dignified manners come in...