The Supreme Lady of the Poison Queen

Chapter 1563 With you here, what am I afraid of?

Hearing this, City Lord Linfeng's expression became tangled.

Of course, the banquet held by Feng Qiyue and others really cast a shadow on him!

However, he is currently living in his Linfeng City City Lord's Mansion, can he not help?Can I borrow the cook?
At that time, I'm afraid he will be invited to attend!

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The owner of Linfeng City resisted from the bottom of his heart to attend, but he didn't really want to let go of the opportunity to get close to the Ninth Prince, which made his heart even more troubled!
Of course, they haven't said to invite him yet, so, should he go or not?

Confused, Linfeng City Master couldn't help asking cautiously: "Is it just a simple celebration banquet? To celebrate the good results of the alchemist competition? No other name?"

"Well, this time it's not to celebrate someone saying that I and the Ninth Prince are a natural match, don't worry!" Feng Qiyue knew what Linfeng City Lord was worried about, so she smiled and comforted her.

Feng Qiyue spoke so clearly that Linfeng City Lord felt embarrassed.

He, it's really not because he's afraid of having other titles, but because he's afraid that the old man Wuhua won't stop him!
At this time, Mo Qianyi's face was a bit uneasy, and he asked, "Don't you think that Xiao Fenghuang and I are a natural match?"

"Yes, it must be!" Linfeng City Lord said immediately after hearing this.

"You are very discerning. You must come to the celebration banquet tonight. By the way, help us invite the deans of the various colleges." Mo Qianyi said.

City Lord Linfeng: "..." Emma!Do you still want to invite the deans of the major colleges?

Although he hasn't seen those deans yet, the master of Linfeng City can also imagine the depression of those people!

It's nothing more than being crushed on the head by Wuhua, why do you continue to slap your face at Wuhua's celebration banquet?

However, Mo Qianyi said so, how could he dare to refuse, he could only accept it.

Soon, a letter of invitation was sent out, and various preparations in the City Lord's Mansion were also proceeding in an orderly manner.

Half an hour later, the little old man returned with the following large troops.

As soon as he entered the courtyard, a certain old man yelled loudly, "Girl, girl, old man, I'm back, come and pick me up!"

"Pick him up?" Feng Qiyue came out of the tent with a half-smile, and asked him, "I don't know which country you want to usurp the throne?"

"Hey, I'm just kidding, how dare I let my girl pick you up, I just want to tell you your grades, little girl, guess where you are?" the little old man asked with a smile.

"Don't guess, the important thing is to participate." Feng Qiyue didn't cooperate at all.

"Girl..." The little old man dragged his voice, acting like a spoiled child with his small eyes.

"Second." Feng Qiyue had no choice but to say.

"How do you know?" the little old man asked in surprise.

"If you were number one, you wouldn't ask me like that." Feng Qiyue said truthfully.

"Uh, well, you're right." The little old man agreed, and then asked, "How is the preparation for the celebration banquet? Have the deans of the colleges invited you?"

"Well, but the deans of the various colleges don't know how many will come, so don't have too much hope." Feng Qiyue reminded him.

"Hey, invite them in the name of the Ninth Prince, even if they are depressed, they will wait to come and participate." The little old man said with a smirk.

"If you dare to use the Ninth Prince like this, are you not afraid that the Ninth Prince will beat you?" After hearing what the little old man said, Feng Qiyue couldn't help asking speechlessly.

"With you here, what am I afraid of?" The little old man took it for granted.

(End of this chapter)