Cold King's Favorite: Miss Physician

Chapter 307 Then We Have Nothing To Talk About

"Housekeeper!" Mo Shiwu couldn't believe it. He died in front of him like this. The words of a dying person can't be false. What did the old housekeeper mean just now?
When she was about to stand up, she was held down by Leng Junling. Mei, who was next to her, hurried down to check the status of the old housekeeper, and Linfeng hurriedly chased him out. The person who shot the dart must be nearby.

There was sadness and unwillingness in those old eyes. The housekeeper looked at Mo Shiwu, the child who had been by his side since he was a child. In his dry eyes, a line of clear tears flowed out. He opened his eyes and trembled, passed away.

"My lord." Linfeng supported him, checked his breath, and found that he was no longer breathing, so he shook his head at Leng Junling.

Mo Shiwu's heart was trembling, she shook off Leng Junling's tightly grasped hand, and ran down there, putting her hands on the butler's pulse, only then did she really believe that he had passed away.

She just half-kneeled in front of the old housekeeper regardless of her image, the light in her eyes disappeared little by little, she looked at him in silence, and said for a long time: "Housekeeper, you haven't said, why did you do this, why did you leave?" ?”

She held the butler's wrinkled and freckled hands, and his hands were much warmer than hers. Just a moment ago he smiled and said that he would prepare dinner for her, but at this moment, he was about to become a cold corpse.

"Butler, did you agree to prepare dinner?"

Mo Shiwu said softly, her eye sockets were slightly moist, her nose seemed to be blocked, and she couldn't breathe at all.

Leng Junling looked at her back from above, his eyes gradually deepened, and from the corner of his eye he saw Shangguan Liuyun next to him, his eyes just stayed on Mo Shiwu.

The hand that was holding onto Mo Shiwu just now had been slowly loosened. His woman, he just needs to watch her alone.

With light footsteps, Leng Junling walked to Mo Shiwu's side. He put his hands on both sides of her shoulders, but she avoided her, "Did you hear the butler's last words just now?"

The outstretched hand stopped in mid-air, and Leng Junling's eyes, which had always been indifferent, did not respond even when the old housekeeper died, but when Mo Shiwu spoke, they wrinkled extremely deeply.

"Shiwu, do you still believe what they say?" When he was in the Valley of Miraculous Doctors, the owner of the valley once said that Mo Shiwu should be careful of Leng Junling. Perhaps Leng Junling was related to the general's death three years ago. , The old housekeeper also said that, Mo Shiwu's heart began to waver.

"At this time, I will definitely investigate clearly, old housekeeper, I will bury it myself." After saying this, Mo Shiwu got up and walked out. Leng Junling wanted to follow, but Shangguan Liuyun appeared in the His face blocked the way.

"My lord, what the butler said just now, Shiwu definitely doesn't want to see you now." The implication is that as an outsider and Mo Shiwu's friend, the matter of comforting Mo Shiwu now is entirely You can leave it to him.

Shangguan Liuyun chuckled, and walked forward, but the stern figure immediately stopped in front of him, and Leng Junling's cold eyes stared at Shangguan Liuyun for a moment.

"Take care of yourself." There was no lack of indifference in his tone. After leaving these words, he left from Shangguan Liuyun. His woman does not need others to comfort her.

"Heh." Shangguan Liuyun glanced at his leaving figure, remembering the expression he saw on Mo Shiwu's face for the first time just now, and moved his eyes to the old butler lying on the ground.

Thanks to him, before he died, he played some role.

Walking in the general's mansion, which was becoming more and more lively, Mo Shiwu felt more and more cold. The servants next to him dared not come forward even if they wanted to say hello. They didn't even know about the old housekeeper.

"My concubine." Mo Shiwu just walked to the door of the general's mansion, and the commander of the forbidden army stretched out his saber to block her.

Mo Shiwu didn't raise his head, and said in a cold voice: "The matter of the general's mansion has been settled, you can report to the emperor."

"Eh?" The commander of the imperial army was still about to say something, when he saw Mo Shiwu leave in front of him, and when he was about to reach out to stop him, Leng Junling, who was dressed in a cold aura, passed by him, "Get lost. "

With just one word, the commander of the imperial army did not dare to move forward. What are King Ling and Princess Ling doing?

Has the matter of the general's mansion really been resolved?He probed inside and found that there was indeed nothing unusual. Anyway, this was what Princess Ling said, so he should go to the palace to find the emperor.

Mo Shiwu walked forward quietly, and Leng Junling followed behind. The two were one in front of the other, especially conspicuous on the street. At a corner, Leng Junling finally couldn't bear to hold her hand, and entered the In that narrow alley.

"Let me go." Mo Shiwu said calmly. Although others couldn't tell whether she was angry or not, Leng Junling clearly felt that she was unhappy now.

"Don't let go." Leng Junling took her cold little hand and looked into her eyes. There used to be him in those eyes, but now, they are as silent as a pool of stagnant water.

He still remembered their previous relationship, which had always been very cold, and finally eased up a bit. He didn't want to go back to the past again. This man, who was as noble as an emperor, now looked at the woman in front of him with eyes full of anxiety.

"Tell me, what happened back then?" Although she was not the real owner of this body, what she couldn't stand was that Leng Junling didn't face her honestly. She hoped that her partner would have no secrets, no Tell her everything with reservations.

She now understands that she has always been self-indulgent. Leng Junling has never been willing to tell her everything about herself, she is on guard against everything, and she does not want to explain everything thoroughly. It is she who always thinks, Leng Junling regards himself as his woman, and will tell everything.

She is simply too arrogant.

Looking into her eyes, Leng Junling frowned and said, "I thought that you once said that you would always stand by my side, support and believe that what I said was true, but now, You are obviously doubting the king."

He and the general had a master-student relationship at first, and later they were like friends on the battlefield. How could he be Mo Shiwu's father-killing enemy!

"That's right, I said those words, but you have never been honest with me, my lord. Do you dare to say that I know everything about you?"

As soon as this was mentioned, Leng Junling was at fault. He did not tell Mo Shiwu about many things, but that was because he didn't want Mo Shiwu to be involved in his own disputes.

"The king won't let you know about those things." After gritting his teeth, Leng Junling said these words in a cold voice. Even if he knew, as long as he said this, the relationship between him and Mo Shiwu would really emerge a crack.

"Then we have nothing to talk about, my lord, get out of the way." She stretched out her hand to push Leng Junling, and was about to leave here, but her hands were held.

"What are you doing?"

Her lips were blocked, and Mo Shiwu's first reaction was to push him away, but her hands were tightly grasped, and she couldn't exert any strength.

"Let go!" With great difficulty, a little gap was made, her head was held down again, and Leng Junling's lips pressed hard against hers.

She tightly closed her lips, and did not open them. Her eyes looked at Leng Junling who was close at hand, and her eyes were full of stubbornness.

But that bit of stubbornness was nothing when facing Leng Junling, his lips were pried open, and his tongue was driven down to absorb the sweetness in her mouth.

"En..." Under hesitation, Mo Shiwu still moved her teeth, and Leng Junling continued to kiss her regardless of the blood. The bloody taste spread in her mouth. Finally, when she was almost out of breath, Leng Junling Only then did Jun Ling let go of her.

"Snapped!"

After the feeling of restraint in both hands was loosened, Mo Shiwu raised his hand and hit him in the face. That palm, which she thought was heavy, didn't make Leng Junling's face turn away.

"Continue." Leng Junling looked at him, the blood from the corner of his mouth was slowly flowing down, if she could calm down by beating him, then continue beating him.

Hearing what he said, the pain in his hand hadn't dissipated, so Mo Shiwu raised his hand again, but when he saw Leng Junling's uneasy face, he slowly pinched it.

Mo Shiwu withdrew her hand, turned around and was about to leave, but her body was imprisoned in Leng Junling's arms again, and he hugged her tightly, "Don't go."

In this life, he will only recognize this woman, and he will never let go first.

He couldn't break free from his embrace, and Mo Shiwu didn't want to break free either. She pressed her forehead against his chest and said sullenly, "I want to go back to the general's mansion."

"Okay." Leng Junling said softly, hugged Princess Mo Shiwu in his arms, and walked on the eaves while performing lightness kung fu.

The commander of the imperial army at the gate of the general's mansion has already left, only the imperial guards guarding the side. Leng Junling appeared in front of them directly holding Mo Shiwu, and they quickly knelt down to salute. Don't dare to neglect.

However, Leng Junling didn't even look at them, and just walked past them.

Mo Shiwu was in Leng Junling's arms with a blank expression on his face, until he arrived in the original hall, where Shangguan Liuyun was dealing with the old butler's body. He raised his head when he heard the voice, and saw Mo Shiwu being brought back by Leng Junling up.

"Shiwu?" He immediately got up and went to Mo Shiwu's side, "Are you all right?"

Seeing how concerned he was, Leng Junling felt irritable. He stretched out his arms, and Mo Shiwu was in Leng Junling's arms. He answered for her, "She's fine, don't bother you."

Leng Junling hugged her, and after giving orders to Linfeng, he took her back to the room. The old housekeeper would be buried around the cemetery of the general and his wife and serve him forever.

(End of this chapter)