Cold King’s Dominating Love, Genius Medical Consort

Chapter 908: Here comes the debt collector

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After thinking about it, she added: "My brother said that he was afraid that you would miss him, so he wouldn't come to say goodbye to you. Oh, and Le Tian, he said he didn't know you well, so he wouldn't come to get to know you well, but he has time He will definitely come to Li Yuan to stay again."

Look, what kind of pissed-off brats are these

Li Zhan rolled his eyes and didn't feel relieved, he just said: "Tell that kid Murong, if it weren't for your mother, Yun Jin would have been beaten to death by Wan Shi twenty years ago."

Wan Shi is the kind mother queen who often opposed Mu Ziling back then. Hearing that after Long Xiaonan succeeded to the throne, she was relegated to the most miserable cold palace. Now no one knows whether she is alive or dead.

In fact, Long Xiaoyu had already let go of Mrs. Yunjin's matter, but Mu Ziling would still bring this to the table: "I see, do you have anything else to explain?"

Li Zhan directly waved his hand to chase away the flies: "Let's go, let's go, have a good trip."

The polite girl bowed to him: "Thank you."

Finally, bow again, making three bows together: "Take care too, goodbye."

Li Zhan went crazy, grabbed a handful of jacarandas and hit her.

Although Li Zhan's mouth was so rigid that he couldn't say anything good, his goodness was reflected in his actions.

He had arranged for the carriage early on, as well as supplies, the best food, and two accompanying maids.

In short, according to Li Zhan's instructions to his maid, the original words are: must be beautiful, and firecrackers will be fired to send this group of youngsters who have lived in Li Garden for so long away, the farther the better.

Under the farewell of firecrackers, a group of youngsters finally set off.

There were three carriages walking, one for Long Xiaoyu and Mu Ziling, one for Mu Ziye and Murong Xing, and one for Letian himself. He was in an open carriage, and the ice coffin of Mrs. Yunjin's body was carried on it, and Letian A lonely and desolate coachman.

Mu Ziling was in their carriage.

Mu Ziling immediately took out the kit from Li Zhan and gave it to Long Xiaoyu: "Did you hear what Li Zhan said just now?"

When she bid farewell to Li Zhan, he was discussing with Le Tian in another part of Huahai about the plan to restore the Yu Palace, and he should have heard it by his ears.

"Listen." Long Xiaoyu didn't take the kit: "You keep it first."

"What's wrong?" Mu Ziling was puzzled, she glanced through the car window at the carriage carrying the ice coffin outside: "You don't—"

Long Xiaoyu knew what she was going to say, so he said concisely: "The old man in the palace has wanted to see his mother and concubine for a long time, so it's time for him to see her."

Old man, he has always called the Supreme Emperor like this outside.

Mu Ziling understood.

This is the first time Mrs. Yunjin will open her eyes, and the person she sees is the Supreme Emperor.

Her evildoer is too thoughtful.

Mu Ziling put away the kit again, and then met Long Xiaoyu's eyes with a smile in his eyes: "Actually, in your heart, you also regard them as your own parents, right? Although there have been rumors outside that you and the Supreme Emperor The relationship is not very good, but you have always cared about him, right?"

He is silent.

She persisted: "Isn't it? Isn't it?"

"No." Long Xiaoyu corrected, but did not explain.

He never showed any other affection except to her.

Because it will not happen, it will not be cherished.

I don't know since when, his heart will only pretend to be her, and his love will only allow her to be alone. As for the other people around him, he just needs to take care of them with actions. He doesn't care, and he doesn't care.

However, the little woman who occupied his heart by herself, didn't know it, and continued to popularize it to him: "Do you know that there is a saying that goes like this, love must be spoken out loud, and others I will understand, but there is another sentence that says, I love you hard to express, I guess you must be the second type—”

Long Xiaoyu was overwhelmed by her reading, and called her softly: "Mu'er."

She paused.

Long Xiaoyu fished her into his arms, held her little hand, and gently stroked her palm: "Is your hand not sore anymore?"

"..."

Mu Ziling was silent for a moment, trying to find a place to drill.

There was no crack in the ground, she got into his arms and didn't want to talk to him anymore.

He hid his face but didn't hide his ears. His lingering, lingering voice kept piercing into her ears like a stream of kindness: "Mu'er, I love you, I love you very much..."

I didn't say it aloud, but I said every word with my heart, every word was like a feather scratching my heart, crispy and itchy.

She blushed from being scratched, and buried herself in his arms again and again.

The carriage drove steadily all the way, but when it just drove out of the Central Prosperity, it was stopped by someone.

There was a good neighing of horseshoes outside.

Mu Ziling heard the movement and opened the curtain of the car.

There were three people blocking the way, master and servant, all riding horses.

The leader may be a fool.

Yes, a fool.

A fool who suddenly laughed when he saw her, and kept laughing.

The idiot was dressed in the dust, and kept smirking at Mu Ziling: "Little fox, you're not dead, hahaha, I knew it, you're not dead, hahaha..."

Isn't this fool Ouyang Feiyu

At the beginning, Mu Ziye carried him back from Hell, who was half-lived, but he didn't place him in Li Garden, but just retrieved his life from the gate of hell for a while, and then sent someone to send him to him who was still unconscious. I went back to Beining.

Calculated by time, when Ouyang Feiyu was sent back to Beining, it was almost the time when Beining disarmed and surrendered to Jialuo. I didn't expect to see him here now.

Bei Ning handed over to Jia Luo, and this man could still laugh.

Dazed, this man!

Mu Ziling didn't talk too much to the stunned fool: "Are you busy? Don't get in the way if you have nothing to do."

Ouyang Feiyu was not in a daze, but seeing the living little fox, he was so happy from the bottom of his heart that he could not close his mouth: "I said little fox, what is your attitude? Do you treat creditors like this?"

Oh, it's not here to block the way, it's here to collect debts.

Mu Ziling's expression became even more unfriendly.

This debt is a bit big, and she can't afford it personally. She turned her head and asked her head of the family with her eyes: "This person is a bit annoying, how do you pay it back?" '

Long Xiaoyu, the head of the family, pulled her in as she was about to lean out of the carriage, lowered the curtain, and threw out a sentence: "Go back and wait."

The four words are clear and cold, with a bit of carelessness and laziness. They don't seem to be in debt, but more like a monarch who asks his subjects to go home and wait for a reward.

This subject was a bit rebellious, he didn't want to go home and wait for the reward, so he wanted to follow.

He got off his horse and stopped the coachman and maid who was driving the carriage for Junshang and Mrs. Junshang: "Girl, go and ride my horse, I will drive this cart."

This maid is not an ordinary coachman, she is from Li Zhanyang, she doesn't know if she is kind or not, she is very cold, she ignores Ouyang Feiyu, raises her whip, and prepares to continue on her way.

(end of this chapter)