Chapter 317 (1/2)

As soon as mu Qinglan entered the room, he smelled a strong and strange aroma.

She sniffed at the tip of her nose and her eyebrows moved.

”This is the taste of red maple fruit. Don't you know?” The city Lord Feng Yueke looked at mu Qinglan suspiciously. Obviously, he still didn't trust her.

Mu Qinglan didn't care, and his lips were slightly raised: ”Feng Cheng's opinion smiled. This is my first time to come to red Maple City. I haven't even seen red maple fruit. Naturally, I don't know what it tastes.”

She raised her eyebrows: ”if Lord Feng is willing to give me a red maple fruit and let me see it, I will be happy.”

Feng Yueke didn't expect mu Qinglan to be so sincere, but he took his own army.

He snorted coldly, ”as long as you can take good care of my daughter's illness, what is a red maple fruit! There's no problem with a hundred! ”

Mu Qinglan smiled more: ”then thank the city Lord first.”

Although there are only three this year, how can there be no inventory for so many years?

Especially in the city master's residence, there must be a lot hidden.

Although mu Qinglan already has one, he really feels that he has lost a lot and can get back a little.

Feng Yueke glanced at mu Qinglan and whispered:

”You have to be able!”

With that, he took a few steps forward, opened the door of the compartment, then crossed the screen and slowed down his voice towards the people inside:

”Lin'er, Dad brought someone to see your illness. I'm here to expose the list. I'm sure I can take good care of your illness, huh? ”

That gentle and careful tone was very different from when talking with mu Qinglan and others.

Behind the screen came a faint cough and a weak and hoarse woman's voice:

”... Dad... You don't have to comfort me... Lin'er's body. Lin'er knows... Cough... It's hard, Dad...”

Feng Yueke hurriedly said, ”Oh, you lie still! Don't worry, this one is very powerful! You will be fine! ”

With that, he quickly turned to look at Xiang Mu Qinglan:

”Please, please, please.”

Mu Qinglan's impression of city Lord Feng has changed.

So it seems true that he dotes on his daughter.

In this way, a series of emotional changes just now can be explained.

Holding expectations, I found that the other party was not even a star array master, and would be disappointed and angry.

Mu Qinglan motioned Jiang Dayuan and Zhao Qingshan to wait outside and go in alone.

”Three little...”

Jiang Dayuan is worried that Lord Feng doesn't look like a good match. In case he makes a move against San Shao

Mu Qinglan gave them a reassuring look and turned to walk inside.

In this compartment, the aroma of red maple fruit is more and more intense.

Mu Qinglan frowned slightly.

Although red maple fruit has many advantages, it doesn't seem very good to get so many?

She looked up and saw the woman lying on the bed.

The woman looked only fifteen or sixteen years old. She had delicate facial features and good looks, but her face was too pale to look like ice and snow.

His thin eyebrows frowned slightly, and his eyes were dim. He was really ill for a long time.

This is Feng Yueke's daughter, Feng Linlin.

Feng Linlin reluctantly raised her eyes. When she saw mu Qinglan's appearance, she couldn't help being stunned.

This, so young?

She had thought that this man must be an old man with white hair and beard.

It seems that her illness is really hopeless. My father is even unwilling to give up such a person.

Seeing the dim color in her eyes, mu Qinglan couldn't help sighing.

It's really a father and daughter. Their ideas are so similar.

”Miss Feng, I'm going to help you feel your pulse.”

Mu Qinglan didn't care about them either. She spoke directly.

Feng Linlin bit her lip and looked at her father. She couldn't bear to disappoint him, so she had to stretch out her wrist.

Mu Qinglan pinched her weak wrist and could see that she was thin and almost out of shape. It can be seen that she was really tortured by this disease.

Inadvertently, mu Qinglan and Yu Guang suddenly saw a bronze platform at the head of Feng Linlin's bed, which was filled with red liquid, with a core in the middle, burning a bright flame.

The rich taste of red maple fruit came from above.

Mu Qinglan was surprised - they squeezed the red maple fruit into juice, and then put it here to burn!?

How much red maple fruit does it cost if it doesn't stop day and night?

Mu Qinglan looked a little dignified.

Because she stood here for a long time, the body absorbed some of the essence of red maple fruit, but felt some discomfort.

That kind of discomfort is difficult for her to describe in words, just subconscious rejection.

Seeing mu Qinglan frown, Feng's father and daughter were stunned, and then they became nervous.

Did -- did he really have no way?

Feng Linlin couldn't help saying, ”young master, I know my illness is very serious. If you can't, I won't blame you. It can only be said that every man has his own life. ”

Although she wanted to live, she had already lost all hope for so long.