Destiny is the Phoenix: The Third Miss Poison Doctor

Chapter 37 Jealousy
Chapter 37 Jealousy
"Yeah, it's not bad here, you can see the auction on the high platform."

Zheng Feiyu lay at the window and watched the scene in the lobby curiously.

"Miss, if there is no beauty pill today, what should I do?"

Although Qiuyue was also curious, she was more worried.

If I didn't buy the beauty pill today, I'm afraid Guo Miaoren will find an excuse when I go back.

"Linglong Pavilion is not a place short of pills."

Mu Qingling had asked God Wang Ding to send the beauty pill to Luo Ming, and Luo Ming immediately handed over the beauty pill to Linglong Pavilion for consignment.

"If you can't buy it, you can't buy it, which means that Mu Yue'e deserves to be disfigured."

Zheng Feiyu looked like she was enjoying the show, and the sinister smile on her face was very dazzling.

Mu Qingling held the teacup and gently fiddled with the tea leaves on it, without saying a word.

"You talk about the third floor, what is it like on the fourth floor, and what kind of people are there?"

Zheng Feiyu didn't seem to notice Mu Qingling's indifference, and continued to look around curiously at new things.

"Naturally they are people who come to buy and sell things, Fei Yu, please sit down first."

Mu Qingling only felt a headache for Zheng Feiyu's instability, which was even more difficult than Grandma Liu's entry into the Grand View Garden.

"My sister, His Royal Highness, is upstairs..."

Zheng Feiyu did not return to her seat, but looked at Xuanyuan Lanfeng upstairs.

Xuanyuan Lanfeng was in the private room last time, the corners of his lips curved slightly, showing a faint smile, obviously looking at Mu Qingling.

When Mu Qingling heard the words, she looked around, her eyes met, and she smiled back.

At this moment, in a private room on the fourth floor, a pair of clear and deep eyes are emitting a chilling glimmer.

Qingfeng in the dark only felt that this year's winter had come very early, and at this moment he was simply colder than winter.

Just keeping a distance and looking at the back of his family statue, in addition to feeling a steady stream of coldness, he also saw an unprecedented trace of loneliness.

He didn't know what he wanted, but he accidentally saw Mu Qingling appearing in the hall just now, and today's Mu Qingling was actually dressed in simple women's clothing.

Although she is thin and small, she has a delicate appearance, even without makeup, she is very eye-catching.

"Your Majesty, that girl just now seems to be the third lady of the Prime Minister's Mansion."

"So what?"

Yun Qingluo put the teacup heavily on the tea table beside him, glanced at the pastry beside him, and slowly turned his head to look forward.

"Do you need Meteor to invite the third lady?"

Although Qingfeng didn't know why Yun Qingluo got angry and made him freeze into a popsicle, he knew that if the third lady downstairs came up, maybe things would change.

"Why did you ask her to come up? Did you meet her?"

Yun Qingluo's tone became more and more bad, but it made Qingfeng feel like a light on his back, and he almost knelt down.

The thinking of his family lord is beyond his comprehension.

How could he want to see Mu Qingling?
It seems that he and Mu Qingling didn't have much interaction.

"Your Majesty misunderstood. This subordinate didn't want to see Miss San. It's just that Miss San is helping Your Majesty heal his wounds and also detoxify Your Majesty. So this subordinate thought, can I talk to Miss San..."

The more Qingfeng said, the more confident she became, and she even regretted saying it herself.

"Did you forget that she is wearing women's clothing today? In the past, she appeared in men's clothing. If you invite her to come up now, don't you just tell her that we already know her identity?"

Yun Qingluo's tone warmed up a lot in an instant, and the breeze behind him finally found the feeling of living.

"Your Majesty is right, it's because the subordinates are not thinking carefully."

"Did she come in with Xuanyuan Lanfeng?"

Yun Qi raised his eyebrows and glanced at the gentle and jade-like Xuanyuan Lanfeng.

"This... came in together, but it shouldn't come all the way."

Qingfeng frowned in embarrassment, and he didn't specifically check it out, naturally he didn't know what happened to the two of them before they came in.

"Isn't she Xuanyuan Hong's fiancée? Xuanyuan Hong is Xuanyuan Lanfeng's greatest rival. This Xuanyuan Lanfeng treats her with such an attitude, is it because he wants to use her to deal with Xuanyuan Hong?"

Yun Qingluo's fingers tapped the table in an orderly manner, as if he was thinking about something, and also seemed to be watching the movement in the lobby comfortably.

Qingfeng clenched his fist, how did he know these things, the reputation of His Royal Highness is quite good.

At this age, no matter whether it is the Prince's Mansion or the East Palace, there is not a woman who serves as a bedside servant.

It's just that he didn't know why Xuanyuan Lanfeng had such an attitude towards Mu Qingling.

"Huh? A simple question, does it take so long to think about it?" Yun Qingluo seemed a little displeased when he couldn't wait for Qingfeng's answer.

"This subordinate doesn't know."

Qingfeng immediately regained consciousness when he heard the words, and replied in embarrassment.

"Pay attention to the movement of Xuanyuan Lanfeng, don't let this silly girl become a victim of the imperial power struggle."

Yun Qingluo tidied up his sleeves lazily, and coughed lightly.

"Your honor..."

Qingfeng stepped forward nervously.

"It's okay, the back injury healed quickly, but this poison..."

Yun Qingluo's expression was full of helplessness, "We still have to count on that silly girl."

"My lord's golden core is damaged, which is already serious. Why did you refuse to learn the Spirit Sect and let the other two lords know about it?"

Qingfeng was puzzled and worried.

"The Demon Clan is about to marry the Shura Clan, and they are always staring at the Spirit Sect. If they are allowed to leave the Spirit Sect, it will definitely give the Demon Clan an opportunity. , who would have thought that he would meet the Demon Lord!"

Yun Qingluo said calmly, his eyes quickly swept past Mu Qingling's face downstairs.

"Although that girl is a mortal, she can heal her deity. This way, she can hide her whereabouts without revealing the news of her injury. Besides, have you found her bracelet!"

This was the first time that Yun Qingluo put away the space bracelet on Mu Qingling's wrist towards Qingfeng.

Aside from Yun Qingluo, Qingfeng really didn't notice, "That bracelet looks like..."

"Like it? I just look at it!"

Yun Qingluo interrupted Qingfeng's words.

"My lord, that's just..."

Qingfeng hesitated to speak, looked at Yun Qingluo's profile, and finally stopped talking.

"Whether it is or not, no matter why, this deity will not miss it."

It took a long time for Yun Qingluo to say a word.

Qingfeng retreated to the dark place silently, continuing to protect Yun Qingluo.

But at the moment downstairs, Mu Qingling was in the private room, only feeling a pair of eyes looking at her.

But no matter how she looked up, down, left, and right, she couldn't find the pair of eyes staring at her.

"Sister, uncle gave you 100 million, you must buy me a gift."

Zheng Feiyu looked at the women who came in one after another, all of them were dressed so noblely, and she was full of envy.

(End of this chapter)