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Chapter 860

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The Grand Princess bit her lips and lowered her eyes, a sinister light flashing in them: "That bastard is definitely not Brother Ye's son! Jun Feng Ling is a hen that can't lay eggs! So, I want to see how she will end up after she fails! "

What if Jun Feng Ling gave birth to a son for Brother Ye? How could he swallow his anger for so many years? Therefore, there was no need to think about it to know that this was the woman's plot.

And she was eager to see Jun Feng Ling's expression after the plot was destroyed!

… …

The streets of the Imperial City were bustling as usual. As Yun Luo Feng walked on the road, he could hear the discussions of the people around him.

Those people were talking about nothing more than the Ye Family's blood ceremony in two days.

Getting the result he wanted, Yun Luo Feng's lips couldn't help but curl up into a smile.

"If you want to buy medicinal herbs, just let Ye Jingchen go. Why do you need to go personally?" fire curled her small mouth and said.

Yun Luo Feng looked at fire: "Everything I do must be kept secret! If I let him buy medicinal herbs for me, it will be easy for the Ye Family to find out. "

Fire's little finger pointed at her lips, her blinking eyes full of doubt. She really didn't understand what her master wanted to do.

At this time, a guard suddenly appeared in front of Yun Luo Feng and respectfully clasped his fist: "Miss, our master invites you to talk about old times."

Yun Luo Feng stopped and lightly looked up: "I don't have any acquaintances in Tianyun Country, so naturally there is no one I can talk to."

The guard's mouth twitched. If it was as his master said, it wouldn't be so easy to invite this young lady.

"Miss, my master is asking you to treat her illness. She said that if you can cure her illness, she will give you five thousand year old medicinal herbs as a reward."

Thousand year old medicinal herbs?

Yun Luo Feng raised his evil eyebrows: "Ten."

"This …" The guard wiped the sweat off his forehead and carefully raised his head to look at the second floor of the teahouse. When he saw the old man make a gesture, he gritted his teeth and said, "Alright, please follow me, young lady."

Yun Luo Feng nodded slightly and followed behind the guard.

In fact, when the guard said that he wanted her to treat her illness, she had already guessed who was looking for her this time!

Apart from the old man who tried to blackmail her in the restaurant, who else would know of her medical skills?

Therefore, when Yun Luofeng saw the old man in the teahouse's private room, she didn't find it strange. However, she couldn't help but look at the middle-aged man beside the old man.

This middle-aged man's aura was very strong, like a general who had been on the battlefield for a long time. He was dignified and solemn, and his body was surrounded by waves of killing intent.

If a normal person stood before this middle-aged man, they wouldn't even be able to raise their head. However, Yun Luofeng sat down as if nothing had happened. His expression didn't change.

"Haha!" Suddenly, the middle-aged man laughed loudly. His serious aura disappeared, and he looked at Yun Luofeng with satisfaction. "This girl isn't bad. Her temperament is calm, just like an old friend I once knew …"

Yun Luofeng gulped down a mouthful of tea. He glanced at the middle-aged man and said, "You're probably not here just to treat my illness?"

"Hehe," Xuan Tian chuckled. "Let me introduce myself to you. I'm Imperial Physician Xuan Tian of the Heavenly Cloud Nation. This is the Defender-general of the Heavenly Cloud Nation, Jian Chengwen, the elder brother of the Empress! This time, we invited you here because we want you to treat the Empress. "

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