Miracle Doctor Princess

After Ye Qingyi left, Leng Yu also returned to the hall.

"Master, this general's young lady is really different from the rumors." Leng Yu looked at the door, and Ye Qingyi had just walked away.

Huang Fuyi just smiled slightly. It's different, it's a world of difference. On the streets: Miss Gen. General ’s House is just a waste wood that does not practice martial arts, and she is not only waste wood, but also a genius.

At such a young age, he had such a mindset, and it turned out to be like Jin Lin, not something in the pool. Huang Fuyi's heart was a little more curious about Ye Qingyi. It is not uncommon for a general lady to know the medical skills, but you can know the chill in your body by taking the pulse. That is really not ordinary people.

In addition, the ghost brake was also in her body, and she wanted to come to this ghost brake by herself, which reflected the unusualness of this Miss General. And the strategy in the room just now is not a strategy that a typical lady can have? It seemed that he was curious about this little girl.

"Master?" Seeing Huang Fuyi's contemplation, the cold words interrupted Huang Fuyi's thoughts. "But what are you thinking?" I have been with the master for so many years. Although he is less than one ten thousandth of the master, but the mind of the master can still guess a few points.

"This young lady in General's Mansion is really interesting."

Huang Fuyi smiled a little strangely, but she didn't understand the cold words. The lady in General's Mansion was interesting, but ... how did my master follow mysteriously?

After Ye Qingyi gave the medicine to Huang Fuyi, he woke up in the city. To be honest, I am still true. I have crossed here since I have never visited this capital.

It's a good thing now. Now that I've changed my vice appearance, I don't worry about others recognizing myself, and I can walk around this capital. The street hawkers greeted the passing guests, the scent of the food and the children running back and forth were really lively.

Ye Qingyi shook the folding fan in his hand, and the smell of fireworks on earth did not attract people's attention.

What kind of boy is this so handsome, I really do n’t know which girl will be blessed to marry such a handsome little brother in the future.

Ye Qingyi has long felt the eyes of others, and disapproves. Shaking the fan to look at the grand surroundings, it was really lively at the foot of the emperor in the capital.

In front of the Jinluofang store, Ye Qingyi stopped suddenly. The figure holding two people was very familiar, and after a closer look, it turned out to be Ye Hongling and others.

Ye Qingyi had an idea in his heart. He lifted his legs into Jinluofang and heard Ye Hongling's dissatisfaction: "Your Jinluofang is so stingy in Beijing? Anyway, it is also one of the best shops in Beijing. I ca n’t make any clothes. What fun is it to keep Jinluofang open? "

Jin Luofang's little sister laughed and bowed.

"Miss Er, this is already our best clothes here. Are you still dissatisfied?"

Ye Qingyi glanced at the clothes on Zhuo's case. It was really good. It was good by hand or anything. It was a bit old-fashioned, and it was a lot worse than what he did.

Ye Hongling thought the same way. The clothes sent by Ye Qingyi's little **** really looked good that day, but she was burned by Aunt Yun before she remembered what she looked like. Although there was a problem with the clothes, I really liked them tightly. These days, I found several shops in Beijing, and none of them looked good, but I was very angry.

Ye Qingyi looked at it, but he understood a bit. It is estimated that Ye Hongling liked her clothes that day and wanted to find another one, but no one in this city could make such clothes.

"Best? Are you blind as Miss Ben? Fool Miss Ben? Are you a three-year-old?"

Listening to what Xiao Xiao said, Ye Hongling's heart was a little bit angry. Ye Qingyi's little bitch, where did the clothes made from, look for so long that she didn't find anything more pleasing to the eye.

"But the lady wants a piece of clothes? I wonder if I can choose for the lady?"

Ye Qingyi's throat was thick, and his voice was still a little delicate, making people listen, and his heart was very comfortable. Ye Hongling heard someone talking, looked up, and froze immediately.

The boy was so amazing that he even lost him a bit, and the charm between his eyebrows couldn't be better than himself. It's just that this boy has a little more evil charm and a little less British spirit.

"My son?"

Ye Hongling was puzzled. Who is this person?

"Little brother, can you help bring pens and papers down?" Ye Qingyi smiled slightly, calling Xiaoyao.

"Hey ... son, please wait."

Xiao Yan got Ye Qingyi's order, took a pen and paper, and put it on the desk case. Ye Qingyi took the pen and drew it on the paper. After a while, a pair of good-looking clothes appeared on the paper.

"Miss, do you like these clothes?"

Ye Qingyi put down his pen, picked up the paper and showed it to Ye Hongling. Ye Hongling looked at the painting on the paper, his eyes suddenly lighted up. This is really good-looking. I didn't expect that this charming son-in-law had a good hand.

"Oh, my son's painting is really wonderful."

Xiao Yan looked at it, it turned out to be a piece of clothes, a skirt with a tassels in the middle, a cuff slightly retracted, and the middle belt was just under the chest, which could perfectly show the figure.

"The son is really good, Hung Hom just looked down on the son, please forgive him."

Ye Qingyi knew that Ye Hongling would like it. Not only Ye Hongling, but all the ladies and young ladies would like it. He added a lot of elements to this clothes. Tassel, high waist, perfectly set off a person's figure. The slim lady is definitely icing on the cake.

"Ms. Er spoke very hard. I felt that I could see Ms. Erxiang's beauty in the sky. I thought in my mind that if Ms. Er wore this clothes to see Qinglang, she would definitely make others see only Ms." If complimented, Ye Qingyi knew a lot. , But I have n’t said it before, but now it ’s okay to say a few more words.

"My son, I don't know if you still look like this clothes, the shop can buy them."

Xiaoxiong didn't know what the shopkeeper had called from the back room. The shopkeeper glanced at the model of Ye Qingyi's painting and was shocked. If it was made into clothes, his shop would surely be on fire.

"The treasurer's words are heavy. I can't think of it this way until I see the second lady, Guose Tianxiang ... I'm afraid ..." Ye Qingyi just wanted to toss Ye Hongling, but he didn't want to cause himself anything else.

"Don't rush to refuse, you go back and think about it, if you agree that the shop is willing to discuss the price with the son."

The shopkeeper ’s smile is Yingying. If he wins the son himself, his own shop will become the only textile shop in Beijing in the future.