Gorgeous and enchanting supreme ghost doctor (Heavenly Doctor Fengjiu)

Murong Bo looked at the few people who came hurriedly, his eyes sinking slightly because he saw that Feng Qingge was not seen behind them, and before they approached, he asked, "Miss Fengfu, haven't you picked her up? "

The guards knelt on one knee and said in fear: "The lord of the country will forgive the sins, and the subordinates will go to Feng Mansion to pick up Miss Feng. It's just..."

The headed guard didn't dare to look up, his voice hesitated, and he didn't dare to say anything behind.

Murong Bo eased his sigh and said solemnly: "Say!"

"The subordinates waited to pick up the people, but they couldn't even enter the gate of Feng Mansion. Several Feng Wei came out to spread the word, saying that their master didn't have time to go to the banquet, no, no.

Speaking of the back, the guard's voice became smaller and lower, and his head lowered down. I just felt that after speaking those words, the surroundings became silent for an instant. The depressed atmosphere, the extremely cold atmosphere, made people Frightened.

Murong Bo instinctively looked at Nie Teng, the prince of Qingteng Kingdom, and saw that he was sitting leaning against the wine glass in his hand. He half-closed his eyes and a small smile at the corner of his mouth. He didn't care much when he looked at him. Uneasy because of him.

"This Feng Qingge is going against the heavens! What this monarch said is actually a breeze? So many people wait for her, but she won't come? Go again! Even if it is tied, she must be tied to me!" He Shen Screaming, let those guards go to Feng Mansion again.

Nie Teng put down the cup in his hand and stood up. He glanced at him with a deep gaze, and the deep voice came out with a dangerous breath and warning.

"She is going to be a concubine in the main hall. Her name is not something you can call it casually." As soon as the voice fell, she turned and walked away.

Murong Bo sat there with an ugly expression, and his hands under the table secretly twisted into fists, only feeling humiliated.

He is the dignified king of a country, even if he is the lord of a small country, he shouldn’t be ashamed of him in front of his courtiers. If he were replaced by someone else, he would have already risen in anger, but this person is Qingteng. His Royal Highness, the Crown Prince of the Kingdom, he can't afford to offend...

Seeing him leave, the people at the banquet secretly relieved, but then they were relieved, and saw that the Lord’s face was wrong, and the hearts that had been put down were raised again, only that the dinner was really good. They were frightened and sweated.

The black-clothed middle-aged man who followed Nie Teng carefully glanced at the master in front of him, and saw that his body was gloomy and his anger was faintly suppressed, and he couldn't help but lift his heart.

Suddenly seeing him walking with his hands in front of him stopped, he secretly wiped away the cold sweat, but fortunately he didn't get too close, or he would just hit him directly.

"You don't need to follow." Nie Teng said, stepping around and heading outside the palace.

The middle-aged man froze for a moment, followed quickly, and asked, "The master wants to go to Feng Mansion to see Miss Feng? Wouldn't it be better to let the subordinates go and bring people to the master?"

Nie Teng, who was walking in front of him, kept his pace and said without turning his head: "No, it's more fun to go to the main hall in person." As soon as his voice fell, he paused, and glanced back at him: "Don't follow."

Seeing this, the middle-aged man stopped and watched him strode out of the palace. He was a little worried, but he couldn't help but reminded him: "Master, be careful of Miss Feng, she is a master of medicine!"

Incoming materials, he kindly reminded, but in exchange for the master's anger.

Yes, didn't these words clearly remind the master that they had all been embarrassed and planted on her hands?