Mu Lin returned to Mengfu, unlike the previous time when no one paid attention, Meng Qian had already instructed her subordinates to notify her as soon as Mu Lin returned.

Hearing the report, she remembered the news that her father had just sent back. Mu Lin is the eighteenth prince of Traceless, and he has not been informed before, for fear that Mengfu will be involved in the whirlpool, but now that his identity has been revealed, he must not be neglected. This son has a fickle mind and cannot be seen through by the Father, but I am sure you will handle it.

"Sure enough, it's not something in the pool, I should have guessed it a long time ago. ”

Meng Qian sighed lightly, "Come on, bring my Luo Qi." ”

"Yes, Miss!"

Mu Lin Immortal's spiritual power recovered extremely quickly, but the injury was not so easy, and just as he was thinking about tomorrow, there was a knock on the door.

When I opened the door, the shadow in front of me was like a star in the night, dazzling.

"The people's daughter meets the prince!" Meng Qian was dressed in a costume at this time, with exquisite makeup on her face, and the expression on her red face was a little cold.

What amazes Mu Lin is not the delicate face, but the change of Mengqian, most of the previous Mengqian are without makeup, pure and elegant. But at this time, her cold face is even more beautiful, like a white lily turning into a blood-colored rose.

"Father and emperor give marriage, you and Hechuan, where do you come from the people's daughter?"

Meng Qian's body trembled slightly, "The Immortal Emperor didn't issue a holy decree, it's all groundless!"

"Oh, is it?" Mu Lin reached out with his right hand and helped Mengqian, but she still didn't get up. Mulin's intelligence network has been laid out, and this bit of information can still be grasped.

"Is it true that people are born without freedom? Life and death are in the hands of others, and the strong can trample on the weak at will, is fairness just empty talk, just nonsense?" A tear dripped down Mu Lin's hand with the wind, and Mu Lin stared at Mengqian in front of him in surprise.

Holding that tear, Mu Lin knew that the person who had been with him in the past was only one of the "many" Mengqian, "I don't seem to have really known you before?"

"It's that you never care about it, what you care about is your cultivation, it's your purpose, not something that has nothing to do with you!"

Mu Lin's brain exploded, as if five thunders had thundered on the top.

"Heavenly Dao", that is, "Heavenly Heart", people's hearts are immortal, and Dao hearts are not born. "Only by sweeping away the worldly distractions in people's hearts can we give birth to a bright Dao heart, just like the clouds are removed, the sun and the moon are revealed, and the middle of the sky is bright, which is the heart of heaven.

This is

The bright light on Mu Lin's body suddenly appeared, like a sun in the night, and suddenly disappeared.

With his backhand, he hugged Meng Qian, who was almost pushed down by the momentum of the wood forest and was temporarily blind.

Looking at the pretty face that no longer shed tears and no longer looked painful, "It can actually help me eliminate the inner demons caused by my unstable mood, your peerless immortal body is really amazing!"

Mu Lin's transmission made Meng Qian's delicate body stiffen.

"Don't be nervous, besides, you took the initiative to send it to the door, I didn't force you!"

Meng Qian's tone was a little angry, "Who took the initiative to send it to the door?

At this time, the maids who followed behind Meng Qian all bowed their heads deeply, their eyes and noses and noses, their hearts and minds, and they were silent, with different expressions.

"Ouch! Is this the tone that a folk girl should have?"

Meng Qian helped him break the demons in his heart, he must have planned for a long time, this time his cultivation was strengthened too quickly to reveal the flaws, if Meng Qian was malicious, he would definitely go mad, and if he didn't become a dead person, he would be a waste person.

"What do you want?"

"You must have come to me because of Hechuan!, right?"

Meng Qian looked at Mu Lin stubbornly, "So what?"

Mu Lin didn't answer, he directly picked up Meng Qian and walked into the room.

Meng Qian's face turned crimson, "What are you doing?"

"Help you!"

Mengqian's neck was red, I don't know if she was angry or ashamed, "Is there such a help as you?"

"My father intends to give you to Hechuan, but Hechuan was born with a hidden disease, and my father still takes care of him very much. But as long as there is news that you and I are devoted to each other and promise each other for life, even if I ask my father to give you to me directly, it will not be difficult. ”

"Is there no other way?"

"Now that the will has not been made, I am sure, I have no other way!"

Meng Qian glanced at Mu Lin strangely, "Then can you take your hand away!"

"Ahh Mu Lin smiled awkwardly.

"Don't be in a hurry to improve your cultivation in the future, and keep up with the cultivation of your state of mind. ”

Mu Lin nodded, took off his clothes, and put them on Mengqian. Meng Qian was dressed extremely sexy tonight, but the mortal body couldn't stop the wind and cold at night, there was no stove or anything in the wooden forest room, and he had long been invasive.

Meng Qian was stunned at first when she saw Mu Lin's movements, but when the clothes were draped over her, there was a little more joy in her eyes. But suddenly, a cold hand brushed her jade-colored forehead.

"You're not feeling well, are you?" Mu Lin wondered.

"Maybe it's a cold! It happens every once in a while!" Meng Qian said.

Mu Lin saw Mengqian's eyes flickering, as if he had something to hide from him. "Every 100 days, the body of the absolute immortal is the weakest few days, in order to attract your mind for the first time, she maximizes the birth of demons, wears so little, and now it is so cold, it is no wonder that she is not sick. Xiao Ling's voice sounded, and Mu Lin's heart tightened when he heard it.

Looking at Mengqian's face, Mu Lin felt a pain in his heart, "Why are you so good to me?"

"What's wrong? It's just sick!" Meng Qian waved her hand and said indifferently

"I finally understood what it means to be a woman's words and can't be trusted. The mortal body is infected with the disease of immortals, and your momentum has collided with her breath, so you had better call a doctor for him immediately. ”

Looking at Meng Qian, who was trembling slightly, Mu Lin secretly scolded himself for being stupid, but he didn't find anything abnormal, "I'll ask people to find a doctor right away!"

Mu Lin hurriedly walked outside, "Go and ask the best doctor in the imperial city, your young lady is sick, go immediately!" Mu Lin shot out a token and landed in the hand of the maid, with the word Tianmu printed on it, the symbol of the royal family.

Mu Lin hurriedly sent Meng Qian back to her own room, which was the most suitable for Meng Qian.

It's just that after a while, Meng Qian's consciousness was already a little blurred.

"Mengqian, you are not allowed to have anything!" Mu Lin looked at Meng Qian lying on the bed, anxious, but he didn't know how to use medicine, and Xiao Ling was only half-witted.

At this time, Dream Shadow also came here, "My sister's illness was not so serious before, I don't know why this time!"

Mu Lin was about to speak, but the doctor had already arrived.

"Is it the Imperial Doctor?" asked the maid who invited someone.

"It was also this gentleman who used to treat the young lady!"

"Alright then!"

The person who came was a woman, named Han Ying, who was not good-looking, but had the feeling of a healer. I walked straight to the bed and took my pulse.

"How did Miss Dream become like this?" Although Han Ying didn't say it explicitly, her eyes kept staring at Mu Lin, and there was only one unfamiliar face.

"She seems to have contracted the wind cold, and she was shocked by my momentum, and she was fine at first, but now she ......."

Han Ying frowned, "I said, how can there be a domineering aura in her body, destroying her body, tell me your exercises?"

"Does this have anything to do with healing?"

"Am I a physician or are you? I don't know how to prescribe the right medicine? ”

Looking at Han Ying's indifferent face, Mu Lin was furious, "I'm afraid that you have a life to know, and you won't have a life to treat the disease in the future! I'm Tianmu Lin, do you want to know my exercises? Do you want to go to the palace to check?"