Divine Doctor: Daughter of the First Wife

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Mrs. Lu was finally convinced of Feng Yu’s words, because she saw the woman who was obviously inferior to the singer at the entrance of Yaxiang, who was wrapped up with a man, and a woman with a young woman in her head said something. When Feng Yuqi arrived, he immediately took the young woman to the next door, and at the same time she heard Feng Yu’s voice shouting: "The young master should not play the lady, the slave will leave the lady, the younger. Do not be angry."

Mrs. Lu suddenly felt that this boat was not only a shame tonight, but the son of the right-hander was also shameful. The good female color was so good that even the bad singers did not let go. It was not as good as the taste of her man. When I think about it, I don't want to stay on the deck. I stand up and pat my **** back to my cabin.

On the other side of Feng Yu, the forgotten Sichuan was inexplicably pulled to the next door by Feng Yu, and Yuan Fei was also inexplicably stunned by Feng Yu, even the Qingle that knocked on Yuanfei’s door. In the moment when I went to Feng Yu, my eyes were rising and shining.

The opening of the farce suddenly came, and it was very fast at the end. Feng Yu珩 took the forgetting Sichuan and returned to the cabin where she and Huang Quan were. Although Yuan Fei was strange, the reaction was still fast. He knew that Feng Yuxi said this, he must There is such a meaning, so I will bring the person into my arms, return to the cabin, and then close the hatch.

Some people who didn't fall asleep seemed to hear the movement of this head. When they came out to look at it, the two cabins were already closed, and there was no sound.

Qingle stayed in Yuanfei’s room for half an hour, and then, under the **** of Yuanfei, God unconsciously exchanged places with Huang Quan and the Forgotten. Qingle finally entered the elegant car where Feng Yuxi was located. As soon as he looked up, he saw Feng Yu’s knees sitting on the bed and holding a stove in his hand. He smiled and said hello to her: “Hey!”

A happy moment, a moment of loss of God. It seems that the memory has returned to the past. At that time, she was still a high-ranking county magistrate. Although her father was a different surname, she was much more noble than most Beijing celebrities even though she was not in the status of Xuan Tiange. At that time, she had a lot of scenery. In the house, she called the rain, so many slaves were around her. So many men stared at her, but they couldn’t even say a word.

But now? She lost her name and became the worst singer. Even if she wants to eat on the street, she can get her couch if she can afford it.

Qingle smiles, she should hate Feng Yu, but there are too many things that have not been clearly remembered. She is walking all the time, even hate, and there is no strength.

She stepped forward and sat down on the chair on the side. She said to Feng Yu: "I saw Huang Quan, and I know that you are also on the boat. I didn't expect it to be true."

Feng Yuxi looked at Qingle, and his thoughts drifted between the past and the present, but it was not as good as Qingle. She just wondered what level of An Wang’s family had been defeated, so that Qingle would fall to this point. It is said that the deadly camel is bigger than the horse. In the end, it is a prince. Even if the throne is cut, it should not be so lonely.

"Do you have the heart to see me?" Feng Yuxi asked her, "Qingle County, long time no see."

Qingle glimpses, the "pre-gun lord" is really a great irony in her ears. She knows that Feng Yuyu has never been a good trait. She used to be tempted, not reconciled again and again, even Union Phoenix fish, but still can not fight people. After more than a year of tempering, this Feng Yu's mouth seems to be better than before.

"Yeah." Qingle sighed. "I deliberately want to see you. Feng Yu, you... can you save me?" She spoke very little, but her eyes flashed, and anyone looked. At this moment, the heart of Qingle is with hope.

Feng Yuxi did not express his position. She just looked at Qingle and looked with enlightenment.

Qingle gritted his teeth and said: "I know that you are very capable. If you can save me, I will tell you a secret."

Feng Yu frowned. "Do you trade? I hate doing this kind of threatening trade. Qingle, you and I are the enemy, the wrong person."

Qing Le Huo Ran got up, his anger rose and he was a little asthmatic. She pointed to Feng Yu and said: "Don't be fooled by the people of Ji'an County, you are not afraid of being discovered? If I say your identity and whereabouts I believe many people will be happy to buy this news."

Feng Yu is laughing, "What am I afraid of? If you move this mind, I can guarantee that you will be ruined before you even have a mouth. A little singer, even if it is dead, no one is going to trace it. Or you heard that I was sealed by the county magistrate, but I don’t know, the era of the county owner has passed. I am now the owner of Ji’an County.” She smiled and said: “Yes, you have done it too. The owner of the county, but my county lord is different from you. I am a county lord with a land, and the land is closed. Have you ever felt it?"

Feng Yu's words are in Qingle's words. The words are stunned. Some of her legs are shaking. I can't help but sit back, but I am helpless: "I have never won with you." Yes, Feng Yu, you don't need to save, seeing that we are all Dashun people, I tell you something."

During the speech of Qingle, there was a layer of sadness on the surface, and even reached out to touch the cloth towel on the head. She told Feng Yuxi: "The man who brought us inferior singers came from the northern world. He is not a big man in itself, but every month, someone will come to him and don't want property. I don’t want anyone, just listen to what he said about the Central Plains. But you know, if you do this, you have no place to go. Today you will travel to this state. You may go to another county tomorrow, and this canyon. The waterway, I don’t know how many squats have passed. There are many places to go, there are more people to see, and there are as many things to hear. His mission is to inquire about the news in various mixed places, for the people of the northern world. It is enough to say that there is a useful sentence in one hundred sentences. The thing I said is a secret that I heard a month ago."

Qingle once again stood up and moved two steps to Feng Yu's bed, leaning halfway and exploring. The two eyes were straight, just like in the contest, they looked at the half-column, and finally the music was defeated first.

But in the moment she straightened up and back, Feng Yuxi was surprised to see a trace of turbidity in the eyes of Qingle. The turbidity caused her eyes to shine, only the blink of an eye, it was to make her whole person look like no So clever.

"Can't tell you, why should I tell you?" Qing Le squinted at Feng Yu, and the gaze was still in her eyes. She seemed to struggle to say the last words like the turbid confrontation: "Feng Yu, I am all here today, thanks to what you have given us. What kind of relationship do we expect from you to tell you such important things? Haha!" Qingle suddenly laughed and shook his body twice. Keeping the balance, and said: "Feng Yu 珩 凤 Feng Yu 珩, go north, go, you can't come back!" When she spoke, she reached out and squeezed her own, and casually went to her face. Wipe it and throw it away.

The papa was too light, fluttering to the ground, and the laughter of Qingle was even bigger.

Huang Quan sneaked in from the outside, frowned and looked at the music for a while, and saw Feng Yu swayed his hand and said to Huang Quan: "Then she has some money, even if they are the best of the young master, then send it back."

Huang Quan nodded, but he did not say that he took the Qingle and left. Feng Yuxi was the next one to pick up the Papa.

It was a white puff, and there was a small pile of white flowers in the lower left corner, which was light and beautiful. Feng Yuxi did not study anything like flowers. He put the seeds on the table and kept thinking about the words that Qingle said.

She didn't have to say anything about the music that she didn't say. It was just that if she said it from Qingle's mouth, she didn't know whether she should believe it or not. As Qingle said, what can they expect from each other?

Huang Quan soon came back and told Feng Yuxi: "Give a couple of silver, this kind of inferior singer has been a lot for five or two, it is estimated that she can pick up at least five times."

Feng Yu is so cheap, it’s so cheap!

"What is this?" Huang Quan saw the handkerchief on the table and took it up for a while. He said: "This hibiscus flower is quite beautiful."

"What flower?" Feng Yuxi suddenly turned and asked Huang Quan: "What do you say on this flower?"

Huang Quan told her: "Hibiscus flower."

Feng Yuying stared at the Papa, and suddenly understood the thing that Qing Le wanted to tell her. The white hibiscus is embroidered with hibiscus flowers, hibiscus flowers... "White hibiscus." She knocked on her head, and she was always unwilling to conclude this conclusion. When she left the camp, she joked and Xuantian meditation. Let him stay away from Bai Furong, but did not expect that, in the midst of it, she did not go empty.

"What happened to Miss Bai Jia?" Huang Quan did not understand.

Feng Yu’s swaying hand, this thing is a bit sudden, she has not reacted. I couldn't forget to look for it in the first place. The result was that I accidentally injured my foot, and then changed the white hibiscus to the big camp. In fact, at that time, she vaguely felt that something was not quite right. I just didn't think about it. After all, for Bai Furong, she believed that she could still believe it.

"Miss, do you want to deal with it over the Qingle? In case she goes out and talks..."

"No." Feng Yuqi shook his head, and thought of the filth in his eyes when Qing Le left. "Qingle is crazy, if you are a madman, who will believe."

This is the case, but a madman, but when the nerves are about to collapse, fight with the filth and contend with the silk, and finally leave this piece to her... "Qingle." Feng Yuyi sighed, "But When we left, Xuantian Ming went to Qingzhou to go to the letter, and when the boat was next, there would be someone to meet. You went to the person who responded and said, let them find a way to rescue the music, find a doctor to see, Let's raise it."

Huang Quan did not know why Feng Yuqi suddenly wanted to help Qingle. But at this time, she couldn’t care about this matter. She asked Anxiously Feng Yu: "Miss, what plan did you say before, must you implement it like this?"