The face of the peerless doctor is all over the world

Chapter 81 Birthday (Part [-])

"Speaking of which, this family has a little connection with the empress!" Qingyan looked at Su Qingci, who was listening with pricked ears, and smiled.

"Which family is it?" Feng Xuewei clenched the veil in her hand, looked at Qingyan nervously, as afraid as she had guessed.

"Well, it's better not to say anything, I'm still considering whether to recognize them or not!" Qingyan deliberately teased her.

"Uh, hehe. Is that so?" Feng Xuewei cursed in her heart.

"Sister-in-law!" A girl who was about the same age as Feng Ling walked up to Feng Xuewei.

"What's the matter with the third princess?"

It turns out that this woman is Emperor Yun's youngest princess, Murong Xue, who is seventeen years old, one year older than Feng Ling.

"Today's sister-in-law's birthday, Xue'er specially prepared a program for sister-in-law Huang, sister-in-law don't patronize chatting with the wind girl, and ignore my program!" Looking at Feng Xuewei who only focused on talking to the people around her, she didn't think about it at all. Paying attention to what program was on stage, Murong Xue stomped her feet.

"Well, yes, it's the fault of the emperor's sister-in-law. I have wronged your kindness." After finishing speaking, she didn't talk to Qingyan again.Concentrate on watching the dance on the stage.

Before returning to her seat, Murong Xue blinked her eyes, her face was stunned.This Murong Xue is only meeting him for the second time today, and he didn't even say a single word at the palace banquet last time, why does it look like she came to rescue him?Could it be that Murong Xuan entrusted her?
after a little while

A maid came to tell that lunch was ready, and the group got up and went to the hall.

Qingyan and Fengling deliberately left behind.

"Miss Feng." As Qingyan thought, Su Qingci also lagged behind, and because Feng Xuewei was the master and had the highest rank, she naturally had to walk in the front.

"Second madam!" Logically speaking, people in the capital would have to respectfully call Su Qingci 'Madam Feng' when they saw Su Qingci, but Qingyan refused to call her 'Second Madame' instead.

Hearing Qingyan call herself 'Second Madam', Su Qingci gritted his teeth, held back the anger in his heart, and said: "The last time I met the girl in Tianxiang Tower, the person who asked the girl, I wonder if the girl still remembers?"

Qingyan said coolly: "I remember, what advice does the second lady have?"

"I don't dare to give advice, but I don't know if Miss Feng has ever met?" Although Qingyan and Feng Qianhua are very similar, Su Qingci dare not confirm it, because logically speaking, she shouldn't have a daughter!
"So what if we know each other, so what if we don't know each other? Second Madam, if you want to ask Qingyan anything, you might as well just say it directly." Qingyan didn't answer her directly, but she didn't bother with her on this topic anymore either.

"Just now I heard that the girl went back to the capital to look for an old friend. I also have an old friend who looks very similar to the girl. Hey, if her daughter was still there, she would be the size of Miss Youfeng now, so I would like to ask the girl if she recognizes her." This person." Su Qingci looked regretful and heartbroken for the old man.

"There are as many similar people as there are stars at this time, maybe it's just a coincidence." Qingyan was disgusted by her pretense, and wanted to tease her.

"Then maybe I admitted my mistake, hey~~~ I don't know how my old friend is doing now." Su Qingci sighed pretendingly, and then walked forward with the maid behind him.

Su Qingci's attitude of wanting to show her face while walking, although she looks like I don't know Feng Qianhua, but thinking of her specious words in Tianxiang Tower that day, she is still a little uncertain.Although as she said, there are as many similar people as there are stars, but there are still very few people who are so similar.

Moreover, like Feng Qianhua, Feng Qingyan is also a medical practitioner!
(End of this chapter)