Miss Poison Doctor

Chapter 1619 Eggplants Wilted by Frost

Feng Qingge raised her head and said to the guard in front of her.

"Retire first. Besides, let Xiaofeng take someone to look for me in the small courtyard later."

"Yes, miss." The guard quickly responded.

After Feng Qingge gave a few more instructions, she finally stopped talking.

Several people raised their feet and strode out of the side hall.

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Outside the hall.

As soon as Feng Qingge and the others appeared in the yard, Lei Bu immediately greeted them with strides.

"Hey, sister Qingge, brother Nangong, brother Thirteen."

Lei Bu grinned brightly, and greeted several people with a loud voice.

Yun Jingyan turned his head and looked at the six shopkeepers who were dizzy from the scorching sun in the center of the courtyard.

Immediately he opened his mouth cheerfully and said, "Reb, I asked you to watch them carefully. How did they behave just now?"

Reb patted his chest and replied carelessly.

"Brother Thirteen, don't worry, I'll take care of things. With me watching them for you and Sister Qingge, they will definitely not be able to play tricks."

"That's good."

Yun Jingyan nodded in satisfaction.

Then he deliberately paced, and walked towards the center of the yard in a grandiose manner.

In the hot sun.

Shopkeeper Zhao and the others stood there with their heads down, sweating profusely.

The clothes on their backs were already soaked, and they were tightly attached to their backs, and their skin was so sticky and uncomfortable.

Their foreheads were covered with dense sweat.But with Lei Bu and the others watching, they didn't dare to raise their hands to wipe it casually.

At this time, it was close to noon, and the scorching and dazzling sun hung high above the courtyard.

The middle of the whole courtyard was extremely hot, and there was not even a trace of cool breeze amidst the scalding heat.

Shopkeeper Zhao and the others stood there with their heads drooping.

That listless look is exactly like an eggplant beaten by frost.

"Hey, brother thirteen. What do you think of the results of our supervision?"

A young man leaned forward, looked at shopkeeper Zhao and the others standing in a row in front of them, dazed by the sun, and asked with a smile.

"Well, not bad. Sister Qingge, what do you think?" Yun Jingyan nodded in satisfaction.

Then he turned his gaze and set his gaze on Feng Qingge.

Feng Qingge sneered on the corner of her lips.

He said lightly, "It's really good."

When the group of teenagers heard this, they were immediately excited.

At the beginning, you talked about each other, talking loudly.

"Hey, that's of course. We will do our best to do things for Sister Qingge and Brother Thirteen. Don't worry, Sister Qingge."

"Yes, yes, what you said is correct. Sister Qingge, don't worry."

"These old men dare to provoke Sister Qingge, they simply don't want to live."

"Hey. Let them bask in the sun for a whole noon. Let's see if they dare to be arrogant again in the future."

Amidst the echoes of gloating, all the teenagers opened their eyes wide with excitement.

Shopkeeper Zhao and the others were parched from the sun.

Listening to the excited discussions around them, they opened their mouths, wanting to intercede for themselves.

But when he opened his mouth, he immediately felt that his throat was full of gravel, rubbing against each other, hoarse and uncomfortable.

"Miss, Miss, the Thirteenth Prince..."

One of the shopkeepers spat out these words with difficulty, swallowed slowly, and felt his throat hurt as if it had been burned.

(End of this chapter)