Ghost King’s Medical Consort Chapter 1679: Lingcheng【13】

The bright moonlight covered the entire small courtyard like silver frost.

"Sister Sheng'er, are you married yet?" Lingfeng asked Sheng'er, who was beside him, while peeling fresh lychees.

The spirit fruit lychees here are irrigated by their spirit tribe with the best spirit springs. The flesh is delicious, juicy, sweet but not greasy, especially delicious and full of grains, especially these lychees that have been peeled off the shell. The meat is white and tender, crystal clear.

After peeling a lychee, he handed it to Sheng'er.

She rested her forehead with one hand, took the lychee that he handed over with the other, threw it into her mouth, and said while eating, "I haven't..."

After only three words, Sheng'er quickly reacted, with her chin lightly raised, she stretched out her hand and slapped Lingfeng's forehead, "Little guy, what are you doing to inquire about my private affairs?"

Lingfeng covered her head, which was shot, and smiled awkwardly, "I'm just curious to ask."

It's unusual to see how big brother looks at sister Sheng'er during the day. He naturally wants to help big brother, and he doesn't like Feng Yunxin being his sister-in-law. If sister Sheng'er can be with big brother, then How nice.

"Why don't you ask your sister Yue and sister Xuan'er." Sheng'er rolled his eyes at him.

Lingfeng chuckled, "Isn't Sister Yue too aloof and cold, Sister Xuan'er is too warm, Sister Sheng'er, you have the best temperament, you are friendly and gentle, and easy to get along with."

"Stop flattering." Sheng'er stared, she didn't want to guess what the ghost was trying to do.

"Brother, why are you here so late?" Lingfeng looked at the figure walking slowly outside the courtyard, stood up from his seat, and looked at him with some doubts.

Sheng'er saw Lingjun coming, and her face also showed doubts. He left shortly after the banquet, why did he come again?

"I can't sleep. I saw that the lights here are still on, so I came over to have a look." Lingjun's clear face was filled with a touch of gentleness and a slight smile. Asked, "Miss Sheng'er, can't you sleep too?"

"Yes." Sheng'er nodded lightly.

"Miss Sheng'er, are you still used to being here?" Lingjun sat down on the stone bench beside him.

"I'm used to it, thank you, Young Master Ling, for your concern." Sheng'er's lips curled into a generous and decent smile, she stood up, and her soft and gentle voice contained a hint of alienation, "Young Master Ling, the weather is not bright. It's late, so I'll go back to my room to rest first."

Speaking and turning away.

Looking at Sheng'er's figure gradually disappearing into the night, a trace of loneliness flashed in Lingjun's eyes.

"Brother." Lingfeng shouted.

"What's wrong?" Ling Jun came back to his senses, and when he looked at Ling Feng, the loneliness in his eyes had all disappeared.

"Brother, do you really like Feng Yunxin? Do you really want to be engaged to her?" Lingfeng tilted his head, looked up at Lingjun in front of him, and asked word by word.

Lingfeng's words fell into Lingjun's ears like a heavy hammer. His heart seemed to fall into the winter lake, slowly sinking, and the long eyelashes covered the light in the bottom of his eyes. , "If you like it or not, so what? It's fate, I can't go against it."

"I don't believe in fate! Brother, why do you want to marry her if you don't like her! Although Feng Yunxin is the second young lady of the Xuan clan, her temperament is ruthless and jealous, and she is not worthy of you at all. Brother, fate is in your own hands, don't marry her if you don't like her! Don't wrong yourself!" Lingfeng heard the words, his face showed anxiety, and quickly persuaded her.

"Feng'er, you are still too young, you don't understand many things." Lingjun's palm rested on his shoulder, his voice was slightly, helpless and heavy.

"I don't understand! You obviously don't like her, why did you agree to be engaged with her? Brother, I can see that you like Sister Sheng'er!" Lingfeng shouted emotionally.

"I just think that Miss Sheng'er is very special, and has no other meaning..." Lingjun sighed softly, raised his hand and touched Lingfeng's head, and chuckled, "Okay, it's getting late. Now, go to bed early."

"Humph! You can deceive others, but you can't deceive me! You clearly look at Sister Sheng'er differently from Sister Kanyue and Sister Xuan'er! Brother, why don't you fight for it!" Lingfeng shouted.

"Fight? How to fight? As the young master of the Spirit Race, I don't have the right to decide on marriage. I was born to live for the Spirit Race!" Ling Jun's lips curled into a bit of bitterness, and he shook his head mockingly. "Feng'er, go to sleep."

"Brother, if you really marry Feng Yunxin, you will regret it for the rest of your life! The spiritual family is important, but your happiness is equally important!" Lingfeng snorted coldly, turned and ran into the room.

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In the early morning of the next day, the entire Lingfu was bathed in festivity, with lanterns and festoons everywhere, full of joy.

Even the servants in the mansion have changed into festive long skirts or robes.

The banquet was set in the Hundred Gardens. The garden was full of purple and red, butterflies fluttering, and the fragrance was fragrant, filling the whole garden.

In this marriage between the Spiritual Clan and the Xuan Clan, in addition to the people of the Spiritual Clan, the Xuan Clan and the Xingyue Clan have all come, but they are all important people. People who are insignificant like that are not eligible to participate. Such an engagement party.

Today, Feng Yunxin is wearing a fiery red cloud-smoke gauze skirt, holding a delicate Yaoyun bun, and wearing a delicate and decent makeup on her bright and charming little face, making her look radiant and full of vitality. Indescribably beautiful and noble.

She stands in the middle of the crowd, very eye-catching, attracting people's attention all the time. A group of young girls of her age stand around her, all looking at her with envy. From today, she is the The future young lady of the Spiritual Clan, plus her status as the Second Miss of the Xuan Clan, can be said to be a collection of thousands of pets, and all the light almost reaches her.

Feng Yunxin enjoys the admiring and envious gazes of the people around her. The corners of her lips are slightly raised, revealing a generous and gentle smile. Her gaze falls on the dark red figure walking in front of her. She walks lightly. Moving over, his voice was infinitely soft, "Brother Jun, you are here."

Ling Jun's clear and handsome face is indifferent, "Yes."

A dark red robe outlines his already slender and tall figure into a more relaxed and cool look. His eyebrows are like the looming peaks in the mist in the early morning. The whole body exudes an air of indifference, which is different from the usual warmth and warmth. Are not the same.

His appearance immediately attracted the eyes of countless girls in the garden, all of them staring at his delicate profile like a god. Sublime, if you can get the favor of the young master, you will have no regrets in this life! It is a pity that their status and strength are too low, and they are not qualified to be young ladies at all!