Magic Doctor: CEO Lady's Humble Husband

At this moment, everyone's eyes were focused on the few remaining people.

Even the guards around Fade Chen looked over and became emotional.

"Sure enough, I'm still an old acquaintance. I didn't expect Mr. Yang to come this time."

Hearing this, Fade Chen asked curiously, "Do you know these people?"

The guard immediately explained respectfully: "Mr. Chen, the remaining few people here are all descendants of the nobles in our capital, and they are the best among the nobles. They often hang out in the flowers on weekdays. They are quite famous in this industry."

"For example, the one wearing yellow fir is called Han Ning, whose father is the current Minister of Finance and an important minister in the court."

"The man holding the folding fan is called Xu Shu. His grandfather is the current imperial teacher, and he himself has a good relationship with the princes and princes."

..."The last burly man with the red knife on his belt is even more extraordinary.

His name is Yang Ding, and his father is Yang Xiong, a general in the south. He guards the southern border of our Yaori Kingdom. He has an army of one million under his command, and his strength is strong. Even the current king is very dependent on him. "

"In addition to relying on his father's status, this Yang Ding himself is also very good.

At the age of eight, he began to practice in the army, fighting and killing all the way, winning many battles. "

"Yang Ding is only thirty years old now, and his strength has reached the eighth level of the Starfire Realm.

Not long ago, he was summoned to the capital by the king and canonized as the deputy general of the south, second only to his father. "

"Therefore, Yang Ding's status is quite high, and among these few people, he can be regarded as the most dazzling existence."

The guards recognized these people, and some of the others also recognized a few.

As a result, the relevant discussions suddenly became lively.

"Mr. Han, Mr. Xu, and even General Yang are here. How can this lineup compare?"

"An Qingyu really has a lot of face. A down-and-out princess can attract so many empresses."

"Guess who will come out on top this time."

"Needless to say, it must be General Yang! He has just been canonized, and he is booming. I don't think anyone can compete with him."

"I don't think so. After all, this is not leading troops to fight. Strong ability may not be recognized by An Qingyu."

"That's right, there's one last criterion that hasn't been mentioned. Maybe Ms. An has a good taste, and maybe someone else is chosen."

…… Having said that, many people below raised their heads and urged.

"What's the other one? Tell me quickly, don't delay."

"That's right, Mr. Han and the others are all waiting, don't go too far."

"Quickly announce!"

...Finally, the bustard at the top of the tower announced the third criterion amidst the clamor.

"Third, you may have to test your luck. You need to catch the hydrangea thrown by Miss An."

After the last standard was uttered, the scene couldn't help being in an uproar. Everyone never expected that An Qingyu's final standard would be so unstandard.

For a while, everyone couldn't help discussing heatedly.

Someone shouted from below: "If I don't meet the above two conditions, but I catch the hydrangea, what should I do?"

On the top of the pagoda, the old bustard smiled and said, "If this is the case, it means that this distinguished guest is destined to be with Miss An.

As long as Ms. An agrees, she can also go up the tower. "

As soon as these words came out, the people below became excited and lively.

After all, most people are not satisfied with the first two criteria, and now the last criterion gives everyone another chance, and everyone is naturally excited.

And the remaining nobles, including Han Ning, frowned.

"What is this Huangying Pagoda doing?"

"What kind of standard is this, how can you play like this?"

"Or, I'll go and tell them to make them behave."

Someone suggested.

After hearing the words, several young masters nodded their heads in agreement.

After all, with their status and status, Huang Yingta really didn't dare not listen to them if they said it.

However, Yang Ding waved his hand and said: "Since the other party has set the rules, don't make trouble, it will embarrass us."

"Then we should—" someone asked.

Yang Ding chuckled lightly and said, "What's the trouble? Let's talk about it casually. I'll see who dares to argue with us."

"What Brother Yang said is that we are indeed overcomplicated."

"Exactly. Once Brother Yang opened his mouth, naturally no one would dare to argue."

... After finishing speaking, Han Ning took the initiative to speak, looked at the other crowd, and said: "Everyone, today I hope that you will give me Han Ning face and not compete with my brothers for this hydrangea.

I, Han Ning, will never forget you. "

After hearing this, the crowd was noisy.

Some people nodded in agreement, some discussed in low voices, and of course some remained silent.

Obviously, although Han Ning's status is here, many of the people present are rich and powerful. Many people are still very dissatisfied if they want them to give up this opportunity directly.

Of course, they dare not say anything in front of Han Ning.

Seeing this, Han Ning's eyes darkened slightly, and his expression was a little ugly.

He has already spoken, but the people below are still hesitant. Isn't this not giving him face for Mr. Han.

Immediately, Han Ning's face darkened, and he was about to speak again.

But, before he could say anything, Yang Ding at the side took a step forward.

Seeing this, everyone felt a little nervous.

However, there were still some people who did not retreat and muttered secretly.

"Even if you have special status, you can't force us to quit, it's not fair."

However, just as the man finished muttering, a sharp knife light slashed his head and face.

The muttering man's complexion changed drastically, and he begged for mercy, "I'll retreat—" before he finished speaking, the light of the knife whizzed past, and with a bang, cut off one of the man's arms.

The man fell to the ground, covered his wound, and cried out in pain.

But Yang Ding's complexion did not change, he glanced coldly at everyone present, and said: "Now, is there anyone who wants to continue to fight with us?"

The scene was silent, and everyone dared not look at Yang Ding at all, and all bowed their heads and backed away.

Obviously, everyone was frightened by Yang Ding's momentum.

Seeing this, Yang Ding nodded in satisfaction, turned around, looked at Han Ning, Xu Shu and the others, and said with a light smile, "It's resolved."

Han Ning's complexion changed slightly, and then he complimented: "As expected of Brother Yang, you have an extraordinary shot. This kind of momentum is admirable."

Xu Shu, on the other hand, was a little worried, "Brother Yang, I'm afraid this is inappropriate.

If the matter is known to the king, then—" Yang Ding dismissed it, waved his hand and said, "I believe that King An Luo will not blame me for such a trivial matter. "

Xu Shu bowed his head and shut up, not continuing.

Then, Yang Ding looked proudly at the top of the tower, and said with a smile: "Master An can throw the hydrangea now!"

Seeing this, the bustard showed a look of worry on his face, looked at An Qingyu beside him, and said in a low voice: "This is troublesome, Qingyu, you still—" Before the bustard could finish speaking, An Qingyu shook his face firmly. Shaking her head, she said in a low voice, "Mom, this is my only chance, I can't miss it."

"Alas—" the old bustard sighed, and stopped persuading her.