Yan Jun chases his wife: Madam, don't make trouble!

Chapter 821
Everyone went out to be curious about what the new city lord looked like, so they all ran to the corridor to see what happened. You squeezed and pushed, but saw a few young and promising young masters coming in from the gate downstairs. A comparison can be compared.

One by one, they took off their cloaks to the attendants around them, and went upstairs under the leadership of the bustard.

It is completely impossible to tell who is the Lord City Lord, after all, they are all young! !
So, when they walked in front of them, Cheng Huabin and the others didn't know what to do. Who should they salute to?

The other party has a friend who is the city lord, named Yang Qingyu, and said deliberately: "You don't need to be too polite, let's go in and sit down."

So Cheng Huabin and the others regarded Yang Qingyu as the city lord, and welcomed him in respectfully.Feng Ling sat on the seat and drank alone from the beginning to the end, and had no interest in meeting anyone at all. Coming here tonight was purely for entertainment. It doesn't matter if there are more or less people, as long as there is wine to drink .

As soon as the person came in, Cheng Huabin ran to Feng Ling's side and forced him to be pulled up. After all, the city lord hadn't taken his seat yet, so how could he be seated first?
"My lord, please sit down."

"I'm sorry, I'm not the Lord of the City." Yang Qingyu looked back and forth at Feng Ling's body, and his thin smiling lips made people feel a little uncomfortable.

"What? You're not the city lord?" Cheng Huabin felt as if he was being played like a monkey. If he wasn't the city lord, why would he make a fuss?Let them think that he is the deity! !

"The Lord City Lord is behind." Yang Qingyu said, turning his head and glanced at the door. At this moment, a figure appeared at the door, which gradually became clear in everyone's eyes.He has a stalwart figure, a bronze complexion, clear and deep facial features, cold and arrogant eyes that seem to be out of focus, and the dark eyes are full of peace, black hair scattered around the ears.

When she saw it clearly, Feng Ling's eyes were full of disbelief, and she couldn't help but took a step back. How could it be him?
Cheng Huabin felt that Fengling's expression was a little strange, as if he really knew the Lord City Lord, so he asked in a low voice, "What's wrong with you?"

Feng Ling just shook her head and didn't answer his question.

Both Yinggou and Jiang Zhen are no longer alive, this is what the fourth brother told him himself, there is no reason for the fourth brother to lie to him.So the one you see now is just a person who looks like Yinggou as you imagined?
Thinking of this, Feng Ling's mood calmed down.

"sit down."

They all returned to their seats and sat down, as did Feng Ling, who still couldn't help looking at the face of the Lord City Lord, restrained himself, poured himself a glass of wine, and swallowed it.

Yang Qingyu stood up to speak, and raised his glass to respect the people present, which was regarded as a clean-up for the city lord.

During the period, Feng Ling was not in the mood to watch the singing and dancing, and many people took the initiative to toast the city lord, but he didn't, and drank his own.

Cheng Huabin felt that this was a rare opportunity, but Feng Ling didn't cherish it, so he toasted and walked to his side, asking him to also toast the city lord with a cup.Feng Ling didn't even look at him straight in the face, just paid him a casual respect, and drank it down his stomach.

In this way, Cheng Huabin felt that Feng Ling was even more strange, and he was usually not like this, so why did he behave so peacefully when he saw the city lord today? !
(End of this chapter)