Mu Zhiqing wrapped her hands around Ling Yunting's neck, and her fair and delicate face spread with a light and touching smile.
"Yunting, why are you here today?"
Ling Yunting looked at the woman in his arms who was smiling like a little fox, and the look of helplessness in his handsome eyes gradually grew stronger.
"Asking knowingly."
Mu Zhiqing raised her eyebrows and said meaningfully: "I heard before that you came here for the goddess..."
The deliberately prolonged tone made even her find it funny.
Even though he knew she was deliberately teasing him, the man still looked at her seriously and said, "There is no one else but you."
The deep voice is extremely magnetic. The moment it reaches the ears, it is like being dipped in honey, making people feel even sweeter.
The curve of the corners of Mu Zhiqing's lips gradually rose, and the smile between her brows and eyes became thicker.
Your Majesty solves things so cleanly and neatly that it is difficult to even have a misunderstanding.
Come to think of it, Bai Chenxiang probably didn't calculate this...
"Why are you hurt?"
Ling Yunting's eyes fell on the wound. The injury on the woman's shoulder was shocking. He could tell at a glance that the other party came with murderous intent, and it was by no means a simple sparring match.
"We had a conflict with people from the Yunling Tribe before, and we had a life-or-death battle."
As Mu Zhiqing spoke, she looked at Ling Yunting's attitude, feeling vaguely guilty.
Because your Majesty had told her more than once before that nothing was as important as her life, so don't be too impulsive, and you never thought that she would have a life-and-death fight with someone as soon as she came.
However, the entire Xuanchu Academy is respected by the Supreme Being, so even hiding it is useless...
Hearing this, Ling Yunting's eyes suddenly condensed, and the sharp light flashed away.
"Is the Yunling Clan giving you trouble?"
"No, it's just that with so many people getting along, conflicts will inevitably occur."
Mu Zhiqing smiled slightly, but there was a hint of curiosity in her eyes. She smiled and said, "What if they deliberately cause trouble for me?"
"Let them disappear." Ling Yunting said.
The indifferent and cold voice was domineering and sharp, with a meaning that could not be ignored.
The smile in Mu Zhiqing's eyes gradually deepened, and before she could speak, she heard the man's voice speak again.
"If something like this happens again in the future, don't make a fight to the death."
Mu Zhiqing raised her eyes, her eyebrows gradually furrowed.
"Even if you are really beaten to death, I will clean up the mess for you." Ling Yunting said.
"Puch."
Mu Zhiqing couldn't help but laugh, "Your Majesty, Xuanchu College has regulations that do not allow private action, except in life-and-death battles, and do not allow taking human lives. Are you teaching me a foul?"
"Others are others, you are you."
Ling Yunting said matter-of-factly, "You are the future mistress of the Emperor Moon Continent, how do they compare with you?"
Mu Zhiqing: "..." It seems to make sense.
In the blink of an eye, Ling Yunting had placed Mu Zhiqing on the bed and took out the healing medicine.
"Well... I can just do it myself."
Mu Zhiqing saw Ling Yunting's eyes falling on her shoulders, as if she had no intention of leaving, and couldn't help but remind her.
Ling Yunting looked at the injuries on the woman's back and said, "Can you handle it yourself?"
"No problem." Mu Zhiqing nodded repeatedly, "Even if I really can't handle it, there are little goblins to help me."
Seeing the slight shame on the woman's pretty face, Ling Yunting's eyes were filled with a smile. He put the thing in Mu Zhiqing's hand and warned: "Hurry up and deal with it, don't delay, I'll wait outside. How are you?"
Mu Zhiqing smiled and said, "Okay."