The Immortal Doctress: Emperor’s Consort

Luo Xiyao's voice is different from the arrogant arrogance in usual days. At the moment, it is soft and soft, delicate and soft, with a cry of tears, which makes people feel pity.

She looked at the noble god-like figure in front of her, and her admiration was beyond words.

She had never seen such a perfect man, his appearance, demeanor, and strength were impeccable. The arrogant and fierce aura almost made people want to surrender at the moment of meeting.

It would be perfect if she could be a woman of this class of men!

However, facing the woman's soft and charming voice, the man spoke with only one word.

"roll!"

When Mu Zhiqing in the corner heard the man's indifferent and impatient voice, her lips rose slightly unconsciously.

Sure enough, as the four senior brothers said, they are not close to women, and they have no pity for jade...

Luo Xiyao was startled, her pretty little face was surprised, she couldn't believe it, this man actually told her to go?

She has been like a goddess since she was born. The young talents who pay her attention to her on weekdays don't know how many people are. Whether in appearance or talent, they have always been excellent.

This man would let her go without even looking at her?

She thought for a moment, and then thought of Grandpa's current situation, she couldn't just give up so easily.

So, she slowly stepped forward, trying to get closer to Ling Yunting.

"My son, in fact, today's affairs are not what the son thought, it is really that Mu Zhiqing deceived people too much, my grandfather..."

At the moment when Luo Xiyao's hand gradually approached Ling Yunting, the man waved his right hand and a burst of energy suddenly shot out.

"boom!"

Luo Xiyao slammed into the air directly, retreated several steps, and fell to the ground.

The man slowly turned his head, his handsome and noble face was unchangingly cold, and his deep and gloomy pupils were cold and cold, even with a hint of murderous intent.

"Do you want to die?"

The cold and indifferent voice was like the sound of hell, and Luo Xiyao's face instantly became pale with the hostile eyes, as if an invisible hand was pinching her throat, and she was about to suffocate.

terrible!

What a terrible look!

It seems that as long as she dares to say one more word recklessly, she will be completely obliterated from this moment...

At this moment, Ling Yunting noticed the flash of red at the door...

Mu Zhiqing slowly turned and left, and the master shot, it was resolute and unrelenting, she would not go in and disturb, otherwise Luo Xiyao would have to hate her out of a hole.

It's all about being settled, but I just wanted to come here to be a demon, and silently gave Luo Xiyao a white silk. Luo Fu was completely miserable by this granddaughter.

However, just as Mu Zhiqing walked a few steps away, suddenly, a sudden force pulled her to the corner.

Immediately afterwards, the faint and good-smelling bamboo fragrance on the man's body enveloped her.

After Mu Zhiqing, who was planning to do it, felt the familiar breath, the movement on her hand also stopped.

I don't know when, the back has been stuck to the wall, and the man put his hands on the wall next to her, banning her in it.

"You...what are you doing?"

Looking at the handsome face close at hand, Mu Zhiqing's beautiful eyes flashed with surprise in black and white.

Ling Yun Ting was still in the house just now, so why was he already in front of her in a blink of an eye?

How would he know he is here?