THE GODLY EMPRESS DOCTOR

Chapter 65: Go, Let's Go!

Feng Yiran was stunned by the shackles.

He didn't expect the still-smiling Bicheng Lord, but he was very welcome!

Master Bicheng smiled and said to Jun Linyuan: "Your Majesty, the northern city is secluded, and Lingering Garden is already the best home to find out about it. If His Highness the Prince does not deny it, please enter the Lingering Garden and let the lowly officials live well. Very amused. "

When Feng Dance listened to this, my heart suddenly became happy!

Very nice! Please! ! After Jun Linyuan left, he would be able to rush over and refine the nine to return to Ling Dan! ! ! How pitiful was he being bullied now?

Feng's dance was simply impatient to reach out and push them out!

He thought about this in his heart, even he really could not resist the wind standing in front of him.

When his hand touched his windy back, he finally realized what he had done and quickly returned.

Looking back, I saw the bright eyes of the phoenix dance, and my heart was delighted for a while!

Windy hands on the hips: "Ha ha ha - Feng Xiao Dance, Feng Xiao Dance, what are you doing with me? Don't want us to say right away, how is this guy, you're so guilty?"

Phoenix Dance: "!!!"

Where did he catch the wind? ! Where did you catch him? ! Did he push her? Push it!

When Feng was about to explain, Jun Linyuan's hot and deep eyes were fixed on his face.

Feng's dance only felt the scalp tingling back and cold ...

Feng's dance hardened his scalp: "Where did I catch you? I pushed you away!"

How could he believe in the phoenix dance?

"You, this woman, are the heart of the heart, can I still understand you?" - "Wind swings straight, indicating that the phoenix dance should not speak, and then she ran to Jun Linyuan's side.

"Jun boss .." said a few words.

Jun Linyuan frowned. I don't know if I'm reluctant ... After all, no one could guess the Prince's deep and incomprehensible heart.

Everyone only saw Jun Linyuan's last dagger.

"Yes!" The wind is happy. He raised his eyebrows and gave him the phoenix dance. "Now you are happy."

“What?” Feng's dance looked empty.

The wind smashed his hands behind his back and turned his head to look at the City Lord. He proudly said: "We will not stay in the Garden, and keep it for your son."

"Then you ..." Mr. Bicheng is very sorry.

“We'll stay here.” Feng Yan pointed to this Feng Zhai, his tone of disgust: “Although old and broken and small here, but who let my little cook stay here? Oh, strengthen, just stay here. "

Feng Yiran and Feng Yi, who were listening to the Prince's Day group, wanted to live, and those excited eyes were bright and full of excitement!

But when Feng Dance heard this, she was immediately stunned ... What? ! Stay? ! Stay at Feng House? !

"No, no, no" Feng Wu involuntarily exclaimed!

If they stayed, then when could he refine the nine to return to spirit? How could she dare to take, come, come, purify, and make fairy spirits out of their hands? !

Really joke!

"No, no, no, no, just like the wind prince, you said, our phoenix house is too small and too old and too bad. How can it be used to entertain you such a distinguished guest? So" Feng's dance desperately shook his head.

No, definitely not!

However, the wind completely ignored the phoenix dance: "If you are a woman with a bad heart, just shut up. If you want to cover it very clearly, won't you be embarrassed?"

Phoenix Dance: "!!!"

"Actually, you don't know how happy you are in your heart. I really think I don't know ..." Whispering wind.

Phoenix Dance: "!!!" your sister!

The wind blew on the phoenix and saw it: "We live in the Feng House, are you welcome?"

“Uh huh!” Feng Yiran quickly nodded, nodding desperately, nodding from the heart!

The wind blew the phoenix dance: "Is there a glimpse? It's a normal reaction, you're a woman, totally hypocritical."

Phoenix Dance: "!!!" your sister! The living spirit liquid from the elf fruit was stolen by him, and now he had no feelings about that windy brother, hehe!

The wind quickly ignored the opinion of the phoenix dance. He saw Mr. Bicheng's regret, and immediately made a sound: "God Michelle, we just said that the boss has a very important thing to explain to you."

Master Bicheng's eyes flickered for a moment: "It is an honor to serve His Highness the Prince!"

Not afraid of the Prince's troubles, he was afraid that the Prince would ignore him.

Because as long as you can do something for the Prince, you will have contact with him, and there is contact. What is the relationship between people and not because they are intimate with each other?

Of course, even if the Prince did not bother to deal with her, it was very good to be close to little Wang.

When I thought about this, Mr. Bicheng immediately went to the body and asked respectfully and respectfully: "I don't know what His Majesty should do under the officials?"

When it comes to this issue, there is a moment of silence ...

Everyone looked at the wind, so they all saw strange expressions on the wind face, complicated emotions, and shame ...

“Little prince?” Master Bicheng looked at that time and bit his teeth, and sometimes the angry and cruel little prince, his heart was stunned. What the fuck?

"Search someone for us." The wind clenched its fists and looked at the Lord of the City. "Wait!"

The wind blew the phoenix dance: "Painting and serving."

Feng's dance was relieved, was it really when he was a child? Is he so bad?

Moreover, when he heard the wind and ink, the heart of the phoenix dance was suddenly stunned, he had a very bad feeling.

The phoenix dance did not move, and there were some people who were willing to move.

Feng Qi had already rushed out, and instantly returned in a split second. When he returned, he held a pen and ink in his hand. He smiled and walked to the front of the wind: "Little man, you want ink and paper."

"Yes." Yeah."

I noticed the rice paper on the table, and I took the pen in my hand, after I was filled with ink, I took a deep breath and closed my eyes.

When he opened his eyes, he was calm and windy.

Brush brush -

Wind and wind are strong and sometimes soft, and sometimes the lines are soft ... Not long after, a slender figure would jump on the rice paper!

When I saw that figure, the phoenix dance only felt five thunders, and the blood of the entire body flowed into the forehead!

After three minutes of painting, I finished painting a portrait of a simple figure, with a wave of the hand, the ink dried.

He threw the painting at Bicheng, and gritted his teeth: "Not coincidentally, this ugly head is now in the northern city, you brought someone to bring it to us!"