The Talented Doctor

The muscles in Nalan Yurong's face kept twitching, staring at the woman in front of her, she couldn't believe her eyes.

"You, you, you, why are you here? Nalan Feixue, didn't you die long ago?!"

Nalan Feixue shook his head lightly, and sighed: "Dear sister, how can you be so unconscionable? I am thinking of you! Since you have regarded me as an abandoned child, let me be Zhu Zhong After the **** was taken away, I have never forgotten the face when my sister abandoned me."

"That...that, how can you blame me! It's all Hexi, yes, yes, all this is designed by the **** Nalan Hexi, it has nothing to do with me!"

Nalan Feixue sneered and said, "Oh? Really? So, your mother's death has nothing to do with you?"

"Mother's death?!" Nalan Yurong's body trembled with extreme panic, her voice suddenly became sharp and sharp, "What does the mother's death have to do with me? It was Nalan Hexi who killed her. You want revenge, go to Nalan Hexi!!!"

Nalan Feixue looked at the woman in front of her who was greedy for life and fear of death, shoving all her guilt into a ugly look, and the hatred in her heart turned into a raging flame little by little.

But the more her hatred, the softer the smile on her face, "Don’t you know, my sister? After being poisoned by you as a shield, my mother didn’t die at all, because Hexi saved her life. She dragged her away. Deng's body crawled in front of me and told me who really killed her!"

Nalan Yurong screamed: "Impossible! How could she not die! You lie to me, this is all Hexi's trick!!"

Nalan Feixue looked at her with a mocking smile, like an ugly poisonous insect.

Nalan Yurong realized that Nalan Feixue really hated her, she finally collapsed and cried: "Feixue, it was my sister who was wrong, but my sister didn't mean it, and my sister was desperate, so she asked my mother to save me. A fate."

"You don't know, my mother is crazy, and she hasn't had a good life for a few years. Isn't it cost-effective to replace my life with her lingering life? The mother should have sacrificed for her children! I believe that my mother will not blame me, right?"

Nalan Feixue looked at the woman's arrogant confession, only to feel a surge in her stomach.

Such a scum, such a beast, turned out to be her relatives. She once worshipped her that way. Her mother regarded her as pride and was willing to exchange everything she had for her future.

Nalan Yurong did not feel Nalan Feixue’s growing and steaming hatred, and she persuaded her, “Fei Xue, you don’t know, I am now the daughter of the first Siamese **** of war, Yun Tianyi, and belong to the Yun family. My eldest lady, the future and prosperity are limitless. As long as you follow your elder sister, you will surely be able to follow your elder sister. Sister, don’t you want to marry a noble husband the most? Have your elder sister call the shots, let alone a prince, even God, my sister can let you marry over!"

Nalan Feixue smiled lowly: "Forget about Feihuang Tengda, if my sister is really remorseful, why not do Feixue a favor?"

"Good, good! You say, if you want me to help, I will do it!"

The smile at the corner of Nalan Feixue's mouth deepened, and suddenly, with a light wave of his hand, two black wooden barrels of very special material appeared between the two.