MTL - Cold King’s Dominating Love, Genius Medical Consort-Chapter 715 Why did she do this

The man who came out of the study was a ghost. First release www.zhuishubang.com

The ghost image didn't know that it would meet Mu Ziling. He stepped in a footstep, and looked a little bit colder.

He was originally an unsmiling wooden face, and his expression did not change at this moment. Mu Ziling gave a slight glance and did not care.

Because the ghost had just come out of the study, Mu Ziling guessed that Long Xiaoyu should also be in the study. She thought about it, and then turned to the study.

"Your master--" Mu Ziling asked the ghost while walking toward the study.

Who knows, she just opened her mouth to ask, and saw the ghost that was walking towards this road, as if she hadn't seen her, naturally holding the sword in her hands, then turned her head and detoured.

Ignored even if I was ignored, still so ignored?

Is this wood pretending to be blind with her eyes open? Can't see such a big living person?

Mu Ziling froze and froze, then frowned, and shouted: "Ghost, stop!"

Fortunately, the ghost was only pretending to be blind and not deaf. He heard Mu Ziling's shout. He paused and turned around, straining a stubborn face: "The master is in the study, if the princess is fine , His subordinates retired. "

He simply said nothing, the ghost said that he would retreat when he resigned. He still didn't mean to meet Mu Ziling and turned his head around.

"Hey--" Mu Ziling just said, the ghost figure flickered suddenly, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Looking at the back of the ghost can't wait to disappear, Mu Ziling frowned again.

Is this wood going wrong or is it taking the wrong medicine? So abnormal.

Everyone has disappeared, Mu Ziling silently poked his lips, and did not think about it.

I remembered that Long Xiaoyu's body had stabilized, and now she was busy in the study ... Mu Ziling did not go straight to the study, but turned to the kitchen.

Soon, Mu Ziling held a glass of steaming tea and knocked on the door of the study.

She stood outside the study and waited for a while. Nothing came from the study.

Are you gone?

Mu Ziling was puzzled in his heart, and then reached out and knocked on the door. Only then came the clear voice of Long Xiaoyu from the inside: "Go in."

Mu Ziling pushed into the door lightly.

Long Xiaoyu didn't sit on the desk to handle affairs, but sat in front of the easel on the other side, holding a paintbrush in his hand, and painted intently.

Seeing his concentration and seriousness, Mu Ziling didn't want to bother, but in the end he couldn't help being curious, walked lamely, and tilted his head to glance at the drawing paper.

With only one glance, Mu Ziling's hands holding the tea plate suddenly trembled, and the tea cup on the tea plate shook with her with an unstable shake.

Long Xiaoyu, who was holding a paintbrush a second ago, saw this scene in the corner of his eyes. The eye-catching hand quickly snatched the tea cup that was about to sprinkle hot tea on Mu Ziling.

Long Xiaoyu touched the cup body of the tea cup and realized how hot the tea was.

He frowned a little, and quickly set the tea cup aside, while uneasily reaching out to Mu Ziling, he hurriedly asked: "Is it hot?"

"No ..." Mu Ziling just said a word before realizing that Long Xiaoyu's hand had been stretched to her chest and started wiping.

This demon!

Mu Ziling's face turned red, and he didn't even want to, just raised his hand, patted Long Xiaoyu's hand, and hummed, "Where do you touch it, don't catch the opportunity and use your hands."

"Just kicking your feet with you, chances are naturally everywhere." Long Xiaoyu said for granted, but he didn't have to make any further progress, but he still reached out and took Mu Ziling, who was standing beside him, into his arms Here, let her sit on her lap and ask knowingly, "What are you just panicking about?"

Mu Ziling suddenly stared at God and re-focused on the drawing paper, pointing to himself with uncertainty: "Is the person on this painting?"

"So what?" Long Xiaoyu pinched her pretty nose and asked arrogantly: "Except you, who can get the painting of the king?"

Knowing that this demon had never been serious, Mu Ziling was too lazy to care about him. She frowned and said, "But this painting ..."

The painting in front of her is 80% complete, and the scene in this painting is no stranger to her, and she can be said to be very familiar with it.

A sea of ​​purple flowers, a group of flying butterflies, a beautiful woman shuttles between the sea of ​​flowers and the butterflies, as if to be feathered and ascends to the fairy, dancing and dancing, smart and beautiful, not a square object.

The scenery in this painting, without mentioning first, just talk about the woman in the painting.

At first glance, this woman was clearly the woman that the great goddess "threatened" her and wanted her to remember deeply-Ziyin.

But if you take a closer look, the woman in front of the painting is still a little different from the picture shown by the great goddess.

The difference is that the woman painted by the great **** Yifu has her eyes closed, while the woman painted by Long Xiaoyu has her eyes open. Except for this difference, the two paintings are almost identical.

What makes Mu Ziling feel magical is that it is obviously two identical paintings with almost no stubble. Just because of a pair of eyes, it can be discerned that the two paintings are two different people.

Originally two different faces, but because one pair of eyes could see the same, but also because one pair of eyes discerned the difference, which seemed contradictory, but very thought-provoking.

This is also the reason why she saw the painting at a glance and panic God.

At the moment when this painting was introduced to her eyes, her mind flickered over the face of Ziyin, and then flickered over her own face. The last two faces could be overlapped together without any sense of contradiction, which was incredible.

"How could this be ..." Mu Ziling frowned, wondering, but asked Long Xiaoyu with uncertainty, "Is this really me?"

Long Xiaoyu stretched out her hand and smoothed Mu Ziling's forehead wrinkled into the word "chuan", and said with a smile: "If it weren't you, who else would you want?"

"You know, isn't this almost the same as the one painted by the Great God's Father?" Mu Ziling said indifferently, and then pushed and pushed Long Xiaoyu, wondering, "What are you doing to paint such a picture? No? There must be ghosts. "

Somehow, looking at the picture in front of him, Mu Ziling always felt that there was something wrong, and the factor of suspicion had come to mind, but it seemed as if he could not tell with a single mouth.

"I still have a few pens, I'll tell you after the drawing, eh?" Long Xiaoyu couldn't help it. He took Mu Ziling's waistline with one hand, held the paintbrush with one hand, and made the final finishing touch with no hesitation.

Although Mu Ziling was curious, she didn't bother to disturb her anymore. She didn't dare to move around, for fear of affecting Long Xiaoyu's pen-writing.

After about a tea time, Long Xiaoyu stopped writing and finished drawing.

Looking at the perfect painting in front of him, Mu Ziling with his hands around his chest, laughed like a joke: "I didn't expect you to be so powerful, I would still paint." It was so beautiful, so expressive, simply beautiful London is beautiful.

Long Xiaoyu put down her paintbrush, and then the old **** gave Mu Ziling a glance on the ground, with a proud look: "What can you man do?"

"You don't have to know anything, just like ..." Mu Ziling hummed, almost blurring out without a brain: "You can't have children."

As soon as the words came out, Mu Ziling realized that this topic was a bit dangerous.

Long Xiaoyu's evil charm smiled, and her arms circled her tighter. She smiled closer to her ears with a smile, and her warm voice penetrated the ambiguous ambiguity: "The lady is justified in this matter. Still a woman is better than a husband ... "

"Don't interrupt." Mu Ziling was so hot that her ears became hot. She quickly interrupted the topic and interrupted him: "Hurry up and tell me what's so messy about this painting?"

In order to avoid igniting his own body, Long Xiaoyu's helpless choice was enough, and he didn't tease her anymore. His bright eyes became a little deep and unpredictable, and he asked in earnest: "Let's talk first, you see What's up? "

Mu Ziling touched his chin, and truthfully expressed his thoughts: "I just think that the woman named Ziyin painted by the great goddess and father is the same as the one you are painting now, except for the difference in appearance. It seems that two people are actually one person, but if it is impossible to say that the same person is impossible, then there is only one possibility. Will I have anything to do with her? "

In the last words, Mu Ziling left room. Perhaps she had a conjecture in her heart, but she didn't have the confidence to agree.

Long Xiaoyu's beautiful eyes narrowed slightly, and there was an indelible light under her eyes, only half a moment before she said lightly: "She is your mother-in-law."

Five words that are short and affirmative are clear.

"Mother-in-law?" Mu Ziling was shocked. She knew that Long Xiaoyu's mother-in-law was undoubtedly her biological mother-in-law.

She has also been wondering whether she and Ziyin have any relationship, but the two seemingly the same paintings alone can't explain anything, but what has been said in the mouth of Long Xiaoyu must have passed After much investigation, the truth is beyond doubt.

In the end, she heard something that really related to her life, and Mu Ziling's heart was somewhat uneasy.

She stared straight at the painting in front of her, as if looking at herself in the painting, and she saw a amiable woman smiling softly at her, like a spring breeze.

Long Xiaoyu looked indifferent, with a light tone: "The clues and signs found out also confirmed that your mother-in-law was the one who left you to the Mu family foster care."

Mu Ziling's heart was overturned again.

Behind the scenes ... What these four words represent, she knows best.

This means that her biological mother was the person behind her who had stripped her of her soul that made her spend more than ten years in two generations.

This also means that her biological mother-in-law was the real culprit that attracted the Mu family's wife Ion San.

The harmonious and happy family changed everything because of her advent ... the old lady who stayed in the temple to pray for the Buddha all the time, the mu Zhenguo who had lost her bravery, and the sleepless Li En, There is Mu Ziye, who finally found her and disappeared ...

Thinking of the current situation of the Mu family again, Mu Ziling's heart seemed to be grasped tightly by his hands, and there was an unspeakable feeling of uncomfortableness in her heart. She murmured: "My mother ... why should she this way?"