Godly Empress Doctor

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Deadline?

Feng dance brows close together.

Wu Daoren and Fang Ge looked at each other: "..."

"What should I do?" The song was anxious. "Little dance, the registration date has expired. What can I do?!"

Feng Dance has already spoken out, she has to take the Imperial College, and now she has not tested it...

This is awkward.

The brows of the phoenix dance are also wrinkled.

If you can't get the Imperial Academy, you won't get the stars and you won't get the stars. The beautiful Master will never wake up... So, this assessment, she must test!

Even if it is airborne, it must be tested.

Therefore, Feng Wu’s eyes looked at Fang Ge’s old: “You must have a solution, right?”

Fang Ge always thought about it, frowned, and looked at Wu Dao people: "Yan Zhiming may have a way there."

Yan Zhiming is the dean of the Imperial College.

"What are you waiting for? Go."

Wu Daoren and Fang Ge Lao decided to go to Imperial College to find Yan Dean.

Feng Dance said: "I will go with you."

Fang Ge old shook his head: "Little girl, don't worry, this thing may have room for manoeuvre, you go back first."

Said, Fang Ge Lao and Wu Dao Ren both left.

At this moment, the master of the pipa looked at the phoenix's gaze, but it was unpredictable.

This little girl will be so miserable that she is finally getting retribution, hahaha -

However, the master dared to laugh in his heart, but did not dare to make a sound, so the whole body trembled, he was afraid of being discovered by the phoenix dance, silently turned and left...

"Actually, you can find the boss." Xuanzang passed the phoenix dance, and dropped a sentence.

Xuanyuan has left without waiting for the phoenix dance.

"Jun boss?"

The phoenix dance has not yet spoken, but there is a doubtful color in the singer's song: "This is the boss, shouldn't it mean Jun Linyuan?"

Phoenix dance: "Well."

"Really refers to him?" The singer suddenly frowned, his hands on his hips, glaring at him: "What is this mysterious thing?! Can you help you under the Highness of the King? He hates you too late, how can it help you?" If you are willing to help you, he will have helped him in the past, will he still retreat? And I am watching you being sent to the North City?"

The more the Chaoge thought, the more angry, the sullen, and shouted Xuan Xuan shouting: "You stand for me!"

Xuanzang stopped.

Chaoge strode to him in front of him, angry: "What do you mean!"

"Hmm?" Xuanzang frowned and stared at the song.

The singer’s finger pokes Xuan Zang’s chest: “You know that your Highness does not like our little dance, and let her go to the Highness of the King. Isn’t it for her to take it for himself? How many of you mean you!”

On the cold face of Xuanzang, the eyes are cold and cold, just like the cold mangling!

"You can't see us dancing so well? How can you have such a bad heart!"

Xuan Zang took a deep breath and tried to hold back his anger. His cold eyes glanced at the phoenix dance.

Feng Dance took the song: "Well, don't make trouble, have you beat him?"

Chaoge: "..."

Xuan Zang brows deeply wrinkled.

Ming Mingjun’s boss is not the same as Feng Dance, but in the eyes of others, is the Jun boss so bad for Feng Dance? It seems that even Feng Dance thinks so?

If you let this misunderstanding go deep...

Thinking of this, Xuanzang turned and left.

"Hey, don't leave, you give me a stop!" Chaoge rushed to Xuanzang's back, but Xuanzang did not pay attention to him.

Soon, Xuanzang came to the Prince's Mansion.