"Sir," Yi Fang walked up to Luo Qingfeng and shouted respectfully, clasping his fists.
Your Excellency showed up just in time. He still doesn't know whether he should go in or not.
"Come in and tell me what's wrong." Luo Qingfeng walked into the house.
Yi Fang stood there, looking at Luo Qingfeng's back, stunned for a moment, and then looked behind him.
The adults have been out
No, he didn't see the adult walking by.
Still, adults want to go out
Full of doubts, Yi Fang followed and walked in.
"Sir." He called.
Luo Qingfeng glanced at him and responded, "Tell me."
She said not to let anyone get close to her. Yi Fang was in such a hurry and hesitated at the door. It must be something important.
Well
Yi Fang coughed slightly, lowered his head, and said, "Sir, the Ninth Prince has handed over an invitation to invite you to the Ninth Prince's Mansion."
He took out the invitation and handed it to Luo Qingfeng with both hands.
Nine Princes Feng Jinghong
Luo Qingfeng took the invitation and opened it slowly. The words inside came into view, and the corner of her mouth twitched.
As expected, she guessed this guy's purpose.
simply
Putting away the invitation, Luo Qingfeng threw it aside.
"Go and tell the people from the Ninth Prince's Mansion that they want me to heal Ninth Prince and let him do it himself." She said calmly.
The content of the invitation is to ask the ghost alchemist to go to the Ninth Prince's Mansion to heal the "injury" on the Ninth Prince's body.
Not much different from what she guessed, Feng Jinghong spread the news that he was waiting for an alchemist.
The person who is waiting is not himself.
Yuyan was afraid that she would be angry to death.
He was a fourth-grade alchemist, so it wasn't like he couldn't detoxify, but Feng Jinghong refused to let him detoxify.
ah
Yi Fang raised his head in shock and looked at Luo Qingfeng in great surprise, not knowing what to say.
Let, let the Ninth Prince come in person
"Sir, this seems unlikely." How could the Ninth Prince come in person? You don't need to think about it.
impossible
Luo Qingfeng raised his eyebrows and said with a faint smile, "Then let him stay where he can to cool down."
If you don't come, it would be strange if you don't come.
The corner of Yi Fang's mouth twitched, and he felt violently sweating.
"Sir, the person waiting outside the door said that Lan Yizhi is the master of the Lan family. Do you want to meet him?" was the invitation sent by Lan Yizhi.
I have long heard that Lan Yizhi and the Ninth Prince have a good relationship. For a long time, there have been rumors from the outside world.
It is said that the Ninth Prince did not marry a concubine because of Lan Yizhi.
After all, Nalan Yizhi is so beautiful. If you don't know, no one will doubt that he is a man when he puts on women's clothes.
"Tell him and tell him to get lost." After Luo Qingfeng finished speaking, she waved her hand.
What's wrong with Lan Yizhi? If you don't see him, you just don't see him.
"Yes." Luo Qingfeng said so. Yi Fang didn't dare to say anything more, so he responded, then turned around and walked out.
Luo Qingfeng watched Yi Fang walk away, then looked away with a cold expression.
"Little fox, have you remembered anything about Luo Wuyou? I always feel uneasy."
The three-eyed golden fox coughed lightly, and then said, "I think about it, but this Luo Wuyou is really dead."
"Then what?" she asked.
Such a strange thing, even if Luo Wuyou is really dead, there will definitely be a sequel.
"Have you ever heard of such a thing as the Soul Leaving Curse?" If that's correct, it should be like this.
"Soul-leaving Curse"
Luo Qingfeng murmured, chewing on these three words.
It sounds familiar. I seem to have heard of this Soul Leaving Curse somewhere. It seems like
"If I'm right, Luo Wuyou should have been under the Soul Leaving Curse."