Chapter 954
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There was still some time before the banquet, so she decided to take a stroll around the City Lord's Manor. Flicking her red robes, she strode out.
Everywhere she went, she saw luxurious houses and groups of servants. Everywhere she went, she could feel the hidden aura of a large family. Every distance she walked out of the courtyard, she could feel the aura hidden in the shadows.
After walking around, she happened to come to the side of a rock garden. She sat down on a rock beside the pond and saw that the servants in the manor seemed to be busy, walking back and forth.
"Master, the Ning family's young master said that the Ghost Doctor is here. It should be true, right? When I came in, I asked the servants in the manor, but none of them knew. "
A woman's voice came from behind the rock garden. Her words made Fengjiu raise his eyebrows.
"How can it be false? An invitation to the banquet costs a hundred thousand gold. If it's not true, would he dare to accept this money? " The man's voice was low and steady: "I don't really want to ask for pills and medicine. I just want to ask the Ghost Doctor to treat our Hong 'er's illness. This is a rare opportunity, so I have to give it a try no matter what."
"That's right! This Ghost Doctor comes and goes like a ghost. It's rare for us to know that he's come to Ning City. No matter what, we have to invite him to our house. "
The two chatted as they walked, their voices gradually fading away. Standing by the pond, Fengjiu blinked his eyes in shock.
An invitation cost a hundred thousand gold? Were they going to rob money? Ning Lang, this little fatty …
She shook her head and sighed softly. Sure enough, these brats were not easy to manipulate. Each of them had more tricks up their sleeves than she did. While she was thinking of how to take him away, he already knew that she was the Ghost Doctor. This banquet was said to be a welcoming banquet, so he could take the opportunity to make a fortune. This little fatty, it was no wonder he was called a miser.
Thinking of that white and fat little fatty, full of wealth, calling out a name that was as elegant as beautiful jade, she couldn't help but smile.
Ning Lang was a homonym for Linlang, which meant precious and beautiful jade treasures. It could be seen that the City Lord couple had high expectations and love for their son, and the little fatty didn't seem to disappoint them. He wasn't as graceful as other youths, but he was also fair and plump, full of wealth and wealth.
Perhaps, for parents, seeing their children grow up safely and being fair and tender was enough to satisfy them.
"Forget it! After being tricked once, I'll find another chance to get back at you. " She chuckled and turned around to walk back. She returned to the courtyard and sat for a while. Not long after, Duan Ye opened the door from the other room and walked out.
"I think I heard you go out?"
He rubbed his shoulders and yawned as he looked at Fengjiu who was sitting in the courtyard. After a good night's sleep, he felt comfortable all over. It was one thing for him to be able to stay in a homestay, but if he didn't, he would have to make do with the night in the mountains and forests. He didn't have much rest.
"Yes, I went out for a walk." She tapped her fingers on the table, her gaze deep in thought. No one knew what she was thinking.
Seeing this, Duan Ye walked over and sat down beside Fengjiu: "If this little fatty doesn't come with us, what do you plan to do?"
Hearing this, Fengjiu glanced at him and asked with a smile: "Then what do you think I should do?"
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