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Chapter 1791 Does the family have a throne to inherit?

Following the fragrance, they went up to the second floor. When Nanyan turned around, he saw a figure sitting by the window.

Hearing the footsteps, the man slowly turned his head.

He was a handsome young man, about twenty years old, with fair skin and a green dress, looking handsome and elegant. His facial features were peaceful, with a little girlish look in his handsome face, and his eyes were particularly brilliant, with clear black and white and crystal clear, like a scattered water.

I only looked at them and said nothing, but Nan Yan felt that those eyes seemed to have spoken thousands of words.

These eyes are so similar to Xue Ling's eyes.

Just when Nan Yan was a little lost, the young man had already stood up and said to them: "Are you looking for me?"

“…”

Nan Yan looked at his eyes in a daze and said nothing.

Zhu Fengguo naturally didn't want her to talk to a young man, and he didn't follow Xiao Shunzi and others to speak, so he took a step forward: "Are you Xue Yun?"

The young man also looked at him and smiled slightly: "I'm going to Xue Yun."

really……

Such similar eyes almost revealed his identity, and he must be Xue Ling's relative.

Zhu Feng also looked at him up and down.

Then he said, "Okay, Neiko is pregnant, you can show her."

Xue Yun looked at Nan Yan again, then smiled and said, "You two should know that you are taking the pulse and taking the money."

Zhu Feng said lightly: "It's okay to have a thousand gold."

“…”

This sentence is a bit scary.

People often say that a son of a daughter cannot sit in the hall, but as soon as he opens his mouth, he can be worth ten thousand gold. Ordinary people can't imagine how important this fetus is.

Even Xue Yun raised his eyebrows slightly and looked at Zhu Feng, his eyes darkening.

Then he laughed jokingly: "Do you guys, do you care so much about this baby?"

“…”

"But when I watch the lady's complexion, I don't feel unhappy. Could it be that the throne in my family is to be inherited?"

His words were originally a joke.

But Nanyan's scalp felt numb again.

I couldn't help looking at Zhu Feng, but he also raised his eyebrows slightly, but his face was not as angry as Nan Yan expected, but instead showed a hint of undetectable smile.

He just said, "Do you doctors like to ask so many questions?"

“…”

"Are you still a doctor now, just use your mouth and no longer need to do it?"

His aura was overwhelming. Even when he reached other people's territory, he still looked like a strong dragon was about to defeat a local snake. Then Xue Yun was originally just a handsome young man, so he naturally could not match Zhu Feng's identity and demeanor, so he smiled and was considered a concession.

He said to Nanyan: "Madam, please sit down."

Nanyan walked over and sat down.

She originally planned to find Xue Yun and ask Xue Ling and the antidote immediately, but after thinking about it, she would just explore the truth and the truth first.

Besides, it’s better to ask him to diagnose his own pulse.

After all, it has been more than three months and has been running around recently.

Then he walked to the opposite side of the table by the window and sat down, pulled up his sleeves to expose his wrists, and placed them on the table.

Then Xue Yun reached out to touch her pulse.

Just when he was about to meet Nanyan, Zhu Feng suddenly spoke out and stopped him: "Wait a minute!"

Both of them were stunned and looked up at him.

Zhu Feng said: "Why isn't it like a palace, why isn't it a layer of cloth?"
Chapter completed!
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