At this time, Duanmu Jingxuan felt that the previous bowing ceremony was too hasty. He should ask the prince to testify, and seriously perform the three-kneel and nine-kneel ceremony to apprenticeship, and learn this magical medical technique by Miss Feng.

Feng Feiyang didn't expect that the skill itch would change a woman's fate, and he didn't expect that the simple micro plastic surgery shocked the second son of the Divine Doctor Villa, and made up his mind to worship him as his teacher.

In the small kitchen of Tinglan Courtyard, Aunt Lan made a large table of sumptuous lunches and prepared double portions. Songsheng came to explain this morning, saying that a distinguished guest came to the mansion, and this distinguished guest called to eat the meal made by Aunt Lan!

But Aunt Lan was so happy that she started preparing lunch after breakfast. These are all new dishes taught by the lady step by step!

Tao Ranya's residence in Liu'an put bags of seeds neatly flat on the table. Bai Shaoqiu suppressed his excitement, carefully checked the various seeds in the moisture-proof bag, and immediately began to soak the seeds to germinate.

Looking at the busy Bai Shaoqiu, Sai Shi couldn't help laughing. This Bai Shaoqiu was better than his father, Dasiyuan Bai Fengqiu, and his enthusiasm for planting new varieties was so suffocating to eat and sleep.

The group came late while Liu and Su Lan were looking forward to it. Two tables were placed in the side hall of Tinglan Courtyard, Liu and Feng Feiyang, Death Qi and Xiaojiu, and Duanmu Jingxuan. Su Lan refused to be at the same table with Liu.

Feng Feiyang brought Liu'an and Luxiang, and four new girls from neighboring villages to eat at another table. Feng Feiyang didn't care much, anyway, the food was the same, so you could eat anywhere.

At the dinner table, Liu was particularly concerned about Xiaojiu, who had red lips and white teeth. He heard Feng Feiyang mention that Xiaojiu was here to cure blindness, and even more pity him for being injured at a young age. He became blind and felt even more distressed! He hurriedly got up and picked up fried chicken nuggets and braised pork in the small plate in front of Xiaojiu.

"Xiao Jiu, try it. This is Aunt Lan's best-known rock candy braised pork, as well as chicken nuggets. By the way, don't forget to dip the chicken nuggets into tomato sauce! You can also pick up some French fries, everyone loves them." After saying that, he picked up a plate of French fries and picked up a plate of French fries again, and then he greeted everyone with satisfaction.

Many times, Xiaojiu eats alone, and his daily life is managed by Liu An. He eats with a stranger for the first time in five years. He is moved by Liu's enthusiasm, and his fair face instantly flushed.

Xiaojiu 'looked' in the direction of Liu and whispered: "Thank you Aunt Liu!" The nice unchanged childish voice turned into Liu's heart.

Feng Feiyang breathed a sigh of relief, my mother's attention was finally diverted. It seemed that the days of eating too much for every meal will never come back! She quickly lowered her head and grabbed her favorite vegetables and ate it in big mouthfuls.

"Eat more meat, you're too thin." Feng Feiyang added a large piece of braised pork in his bowl. Soo, isn't this a life-threatening seven!

I saw the Deadly Seven quickly picking up a quick meat and putting it into Feng Feiyang's bowl, and then lowering his head to stew the rice with a serious look on his face, just like the meat he had not picked up just now.

Feng Feiyang pursed his lips and smiled, "Thank you, Master Qi, I don't like to eat fatty meat." After that, he used chopsticks to open the fatty part and specifically picked lean meat to eat.

Duanmu Jingxuan quietly tasted various delicacies and secretly praised Aunt Lan's craftsmanship. This cooking skills are comparable to the imperial kitchen of the Kangwang Mansion, and even more so. It uses simple ingredients to make delicious food, and it has a variety of varieties and novel tastes. Even Master Leng Shi can actually cook dishes for people!

Liu looked at the busy Qi, who was busy with fatty meat for his daughter, but secretly decided in his heart to find time to find out more about whether the Qi Master is married?

Although a person looks a little ordinary, he is really good to Feng'er. Not to mention the large amount of medical expenses given to Feng'er some time ago, just take meals as an example, which is also sincere! What's the use of a man looking good? Just like Feng's father, no matter how handsome his appearance is, he can't hide his ugly heart!

She must warn Feng'er that what is good may not be real. Ruofeng Feiyang knew her mother's idea and wanted to decide on her daughter's husband for a few pieces of meat, and she really wanted to cry and faint in the bathroom.

After a few people happily finished the sumptuous lunch, Liu An hurried over to support Xiaojiu and walked out. Duanmu Jingxuan followed Feng Feiyang closely. He had many medical questions and wanted to ask Miss Feng for advice!

The Death Seven was not behind, and he walked side by side with Feng Feiyang with his long legs.

Suddenly I asked Feng Feiyang: "Feng'er, where are your operating room planned to be built? Choose the address and start working on the foundation this afternoon."

The deep eyes of Death Seven stared at the little girl who was only at the height of her shoulders. The person he recognized as Death Seven could be peeped by others? Even if it was a friend and subordinate Duanmu Jingxuan, he couldn't do it. He was chasing the girl with a passionate look just now, and it made people angry.

Duanmu Jingxuan died unjustly. He really had no other meaning to Miss Feng, he just wanted to become a disciple!

"Yes! How good is the operating room to be built? Every yard has water views, and wooden houses should not be damp. Just build the Taoranya Courtyard where you live now, and only one yard is suitable! Yes, it will be built where it is."

"It's okay to cut off one or two big trees when necessary. The main thing is that the surroundings are transparent and the light must be good." Feng Feiyang made the final decision and built the operating room in Taoranya courtyard.

The Dead Seven smiled all over his eyes, his lips were flying, and his ordinary face was indescribable to charm, and he nodded in agreement.

Duanmu Jingxuan was so depressed that he had many questions that he didn't ask Miss Feng! He couldn't find the opportunity to speak, so he had to follow Feng Feiyang in a depressed mood.

"Brother Qi, did you forget to bring my book last night?" Xiaojiu suddenly asked, but his steps did not stop.

"Books? Haven't you basically finished listening to books in the mansion over the years? Let Liu'an go to the bookstore to buy some." Shinn Qi stopped and waited for Xiaojiu behind him.

Deadly Seven sighed in his heart. Over the past five years, the blind Xiaojiu has been listening to books to spend the day. Liu An is the best candidate to serve his master with all his heart and strength. He will give him a monthly salary increase.

Feng Feiyang felt aroused, and a good mood had half the effort to treat the treatment. For a child with psychological burden, listening to books is the most suitable thing to distract his attention.

"What types of works Xiaojiu likes to listen to? For example, history, literature, legend of the heroes of the Jianghu, or legend of the immortals? There are also folk stories..." Feng Feiyang's clear spring voice overflowed his lips, counting various types of stories.

"Oh! What are so many books in Feng'er?" Shishiqi was a little surprised!

Feng Feiyang is already immune to the fact that he calls himself Feng'er in Death Seven. Just call him whatever he likes! It's just a code name.

According to the information, the girl and her daughter have not had enough food for three years. Before she was ten years old, she left the mansion several times and was imprisoned in Liuyuan three years later. Where did these books and their abilities come from? In short, the girl is a mystery!

"Using copper as a mirror can correct your clothes and hats; using history as a mirror can tell the rise and fall; using people as a mirror can tell the gains and losses. I like to listen to historical stories." Xiao Jiu made the final decision, and the direction of "looking at" Fengyang was full of expectations, and his fair and delicate facial features were as handsome as a painting in the pink sun!

Feng Feiyang sighed inwardly, why are the appearances of these two brothers so different? Did they give birth to one mother? But why do these words sound so familiar! Who said it and couldn't remember it for a moment.

Looking at the eyes moving back and forth on his and Xiaojiu's faces, Shishiqi was a little worried and a little complained that Hua Yuzui made the mask too ugly. Who in this world doesn't like beautiful things?

Not everyone has a keen gaze like himself. The girl he likes has the ability and the longer he looks better. She has the first time in her life that she has a sense of crisis!

"I like history! No problem, I'll give it to you later." Feng Feiyang replied so simply. China's history of more than 5,000 years of history and civilization has been enough for a while. I wonder which storyteller is better?

"Thank you Miss Feng!" Xiaojiu bowed Feng Feiyang politely, and then whispered to Liu An beside him: "Remember to go find Miss Feng to pick up the book later."

"Justice Jiu is at ease, the younger one will go to pick up the books on time." Liu An answered with a clear and beautiful face, with a firm and loyal expression.

Several people walked and chatted, and in a cup of tea, they arrived at Taoranya Courtyard. Feng Feiyang chose an open area to build an operating room, and rushed back to his yard in Duanmu Jingxuan's eager eyes, trapping her to death! It seemed that the physical condition of this body was too poor and needed to exercise more.

Now! Dear Big Bed, I'm here! Feng Feiyang kicked off his embroidered shoes and fell down to sleep.

When Canchun, who was recovering from the side room, heard the sound and went out, he saw that the door in the main room was wide open. When he walked through the elegant living room, he opened the pearl curtain and saw her master lying on the bed and sleeping in darkness. Canchun felt very distressed and gently pulled the brocade quilt to cover Feng Feiyang's exposed hands and feet. The master's physique was too weak. She couldn't understand why such a strong master had lived so hard in Feng's mansion before. He quietly left the house and sat under the wisteria flower stand not far from the main room and thought hard.

The sunset is like a soft dancer, waving the ribbon in his hand and throwing bundles of colorful light into the phoenix flying bedroom, the room is dreamy and quiet.

After a long time, Feng Feiyang woke up and felt refreshed, he suddenly remembered the historical story book that promised Xiaojiu.

I hurriedly opened the pendant storage room, found out the super large capacity smart mp, and set up all the required stories before I put them in the box and walked out of the bedroom.

The Canchun outside the house had already prepared the warm water and was guarding outside. Seeing Feng Feiyang walking out, he hurriedly called his master with his disheveled hair: "Master, wash your face, change your clothes and go out!"

After Canchun said that, he carried the warm water into the inner room and placed it on a wooden rack, turned around and went out to help Feng Feiyang find clothes. Canchun knew that his master liked to do everything by himself, except for one thing, that is, his master could not comb his hair.

"Yes! I went to bed without taking off my coat, and my whole body was wrinkled. Is there any way to go out?" Feng Feiyang sighed. This ancient costume was very fairy-like and elegant, but it was inconvenient to do things and also took fabrics. I had time to design a few clothes that suit me. Feng Feiyang thought in his mind.

Feng Feiyang quickly washed up and applied skin rejuvenation cream. The unclear face reflected in the bronze mirror, with eyebrows like green indians, eyes like clear springs, delicate nose and lips like petals, and a palm-sized duck egg on the face of a shallow dimples.

Although he is not charming, his face is beautiful, much more beautiful than his previous life. Feng Feiyang is quite satisfied with his current face, and he spits out his pink tongue in front of the bronze mirror and turns away.

Feng Feiyang changed into a light green tulle mill sleeve strapless skirt. After the remnant spring, Feng Feiyang quickly combed a popular girl's double bun, inserted a simple carving magnolia hairpin, and the rest were scattered on his shoulders and backs. The dress was as elegant as an elf shuttled through the mountains and forests, beautiful and lively.
Chapter completed!