"Alright, alright, Divine Doctor. Huangfu obediently shouted Feng Xingying, a miracle doctor. What I thought in my heart was: The master is so pitiful, he actually found such a strange woman to be his wife.

Looking at her age, she doesn't look like she knows how to heal, and she has to pretend to be a miracle doctor, what if she is exposed?

Who doesn't know that His Royal Highness the Crown Prince of the Great Calendar Kingdom is terminally ill, but whenever he meets a miracle doctor, he will be invited into the palace.

Fortunately, Feng Xingying was very low-key, and did not publicize her identity to the public, but only went to buy a few medicinal herbs after the meal and came back.

Then the next day, after dinner, I still went to buy a few herbs, but it was different from the first day.

After three days like this, Huangfu was finally corrected by Feng Xingying thousands of times and smoothed out the title, knowing that calling her a ghostly magic doctor, not a senior sister, nor a senior sister Feng.

And on this day, the butler of the prince's mansion came to the door with a white-bearded old man.

Feng Xingying invited the two into the courtyard and personally cooked tea for them.

"What do you call a girl?" the butler spoke first, with a hint of arrogance.

"Although I am a woman, I am more accustomed to being called Master of the Shadow Shadow, and some people call me the Shadow Divine Doctor. Feng Xingying took a sip of tea with a smile, his expression calm and calm.

"Oh, do you call yourself a master? You're not at all polite. ”

"Who made me a good doctor, a good hand to rejuvenate, and a dead man's flesh and bones. Feng Xingying's smile was cold, but with a strong sense of confidence and domineering, it really gave people a feeling of being outside the world.

Who wouldn't be able to pretend to be a fairy?

Her mask is also customized according to this image setting, which just fits the human temperament of the miracle doctor she wants to pretend.

The most important thing is that Feng Xingying has a bottom in his heart, and his temperament is not completely pretended, but a natural release.

This housekeeper is a person who has seen some of the world, so he can naturally distinguish between the real and the fake.

Therefore, he would be polite to Feng Xingying, the spirit king, and took the tea cup that Feng Xingying placed in front of him, and began to drink it in small sips.

"Good tea, tea is character, and the magic doctor is really different. ”

"Polite, polite. Feng Xingying smiled calmly.

And after the old man tasted tea, he finally couldn't help but ask: "Doctor Youying, the medicine you grabbed a few days ago is used to help people refine their physique?"

"It's not. Feng Xingying shook his head.

"Isn't it?"

"I just use them to bathe my cat. Feng Xingying casually hugged the steamed bun into his arms, the steamed bun was clean and snow-white, without a trace of miscellaneous hair, healthy and had a different luster.

Originally, when he was in the Lingshan Sword Sect, the steamed bun was even bigger when he walked every day, but he was a big cat with a fat body and was very edible at a glance.

But now, at the request of the unscrupulous owner Feng Xingying, it has changed into a small milk cat that is only one circle larger than a mouse, less bloated, but a little more cute.

At this time, so many people looked at her, and the steamed bun almost asked excitedly: Am I good-looking?

It can't ask! It's pretending to be a pet that can't talk now, so how can it just talk.

"Are your medicinal herbs really for pets?" the old man said with a blanket on his face, and his face was full of disbelief, disbelief, how could it be.

"It's just a little hobby, not enough to worry about, not enough to worry about. Feng Xingying smiled and spoke.

After asking a few questions, the old man said with a satisfied face: "I have a reluctant request, I have a few people here, and I also ask the Phantom Divine Doctor to help." ”