The Immortal Doctress: Emperor’s Consort

Mu Zhiqing relied on the marriage contract to live in the Emperor Yun Palace, and it was almost the first month of the month.

Her original advantage has now been completely compared by Mu Zhiqing, even if she showed the spiritual congregation last time, Mu Zhiqing has always pretended not to see it.

In that case, it is always good for her to find a way to make Mu Zhiqing lose face in front of everyone.

Just to avoid this matter from involving herself, she didn't even go to the college on the day of the assessment, just waiting for the good news from Ziyan.

However, when she learned from Rong Yu's mouth that Zi Yan had actually died in Mu Zhiqing's hands, her expression was suddenly full of shock.

"Ziyan has practiced so many times, every time he succeeded, how could he fail?"

Bai Chenxiang furrowed her brows, and didn't believe it was true at all.

"I do not know either."

Rong Yu's complexion was ugly, let alone a goddess, even he didn't know how Ziyan could not display his usual strength, and lost his life.

"Ziyan seems to be jealous of Mu Zhiqing, but she feels uneasy after hearing her two words. If she is careless, she fails directly." Another person responded.

"Uneasy?"

Bai Chenxiang's expression paused slightly, and his eyes fell on the man.

The man nodded, "Ziyan should have thought of her sister's death, Mu Zhiqing just said a few more words, she is no longer right."

Hearing, Bai Chenxiang immediately understood.

Sister Ziyan's death has always been a knot in her heart, but the opponent is Mu Zhiqing again, even the life and death situation of this battle is very similar.

In such an environment, Ziyan's emotions were affected, and her strength was naturally unable to be displayed.

"Mu Zhiqing uses this trick well!" Bai Chenxiang sneered, "I underestimated her."

As a leader, he naturally understands the importance of scheming and can often achieve excellent results at certain times.

At this moment, the two of Rong Yu glanced at each other, and their expressions suddenly became complicated.

They still have one thing they want to tell the goddess, but they don't know whether they should say it or not.

Bai Chenxiang noticed the two of them hesitantly, and said, "What else is there? Make it clear together!"

As soon as these words came out, the two knelt down quickly.

"Subordinates are not doing things well, please be punished by the goddess."

Bai Chenxiang's face was very ugly. Ziyan, as her confidant, was already in trouble when she died, and she never thought there would be other troubles.

"Say."

"Because of Ziyan's actions today, everyone is guessing that the relationship between you and Mu Zhiqing is not good, and even feel that...even..."

The more Rong Yu said, the smaller his voice became, and there was already a cold sweat on his back.

"What do you think?" Bai Chenxiang said with a cold face.

"I think all the tolerance you showed to Mu Zhiqing before was just pretending."

The moment the voice fell, the two of them both lowered their heads and trembled, not daring to look at Bai Chenxiang's expression.

Originally, this statement was only spread among a few people, but when they took Ziyan's body away, the rumors became more and more widespread.

Everyone's attention has even shifted from Ziyan's death to why there is such a big gap between the attitude of the goddess and his subordinates, and whether all this is a pretense.

Even if there are still some people questioning it, most people feel that this is simply a disguise of a goddess.

"boom!"

Bai Chenxiang raised his hand and waved the tea cup on the table to the ground, with a crisp sound.