Chapter 1245

Jiang Feng raised his eyebrows, which always made Gong Yueyue feel a faint color of contempt.

"Even if your people participate, it's not certain who wins or loses." Knowing that he was not the man's opponent, Gong Yueyue was still unwilling to let the great prince be so proud and arrogant in front of him, and still replied with a tough attitude.

"That's a pity. The prince won't see him compete with Miss Su." Jiang Feng smiled and shook his head. He said it was a pity, but the look on his face was more playful.

Gong Yueyue frowned. He didn't know what purpose Jiang Feng was talking about. He simply stopped answering. His bright eyes stared at his palm without blinking, and didn't look at Jiang Feng.

Looking at Gong Yueyue's exquisite side face, Jiang Feng's eyes flashed a light, and a smile slowly floated from the corners of his mouth. This smile was just seen by Zhao Changyuan when he looked up, and his eyes floated gloomy.

"Big prince, this man's prescription has been written." Zhao Changyuan arched his hands, squeezed out a smiling face and said calmly and respectfully.

"Very good." The radian of Jiang Feng's mouth rose even higher. As soon as he raised his hand, someone immediately took Zhao Changyuan's prescription and handed it to Jiang Feng.

Glancing at the prescription on the paper at random, Jiang Feng's eyes narrowed slightly because of the dragon flying and Phoenix dancing handwriting, and then nodded with satisfaction:

"Childe Shen's name as a miracle doctor really deserves its reputation."

"The Grand Prince flattered me." Zhao Changyuan grinned and thanked helplessly. At the bottom of his heart, he was alert to any words spoken by Jiang Feng.

"Take it and prescribe the medicine according to the prescription." Jiang Feng threw the prescription to the servant beside him. When he spoke, he glanced at the Lord of Jiuyou hall.

"You go out first. I have something to talk to childe Shen." Jiang Feng waved.

"It's clear that your men are seriously injured and can't compete. Where did you quit by yourself?" Gong Yueyue tilted his mouth and whispered, deliberately letting Jiang Feng hear it.

"How can there be only one person under the prince?" Jiang Feng smelled the speech and said casually that the expression on Jun's face with deep outline did not change at all. It was still proud.

"Prince, let's talk about what Shen needs to do first." Zhao Changyuan smiled bitterly and knew that the prince would not let himself go easily.

"It's very simple. You return to Beijing with the prince. The prince can not only ensure your stability in the capital, but also give you a prominent position and enjoy endless wealth."

Jiang Feng waved his big hand, full of the demeanor of the superior, and the conditions given between the words were very tempting.

Zhao Changyuan smiled bitterly. Sure enough, it was the request again, but what he didn't understand was why the great prince insisted on going back to Beijing himself? Under the banner of a miracle doctor, the Grand Prince and de Hou ye can fully achieve their own goals. Won't the emergence of a real miracle doctor cause more trouble?

"The prince knows that childe Shen has doubts in his heart, but childe Shen only needs to remember the promise given by the prince. When you arrive in the capital, the prince will arrange everything for you."

Jiang Feng is worthy of being a man with a deep mind. He just glanced at Zhao Changyuan and knew what Zhao Changyuan was thinking. He said to the point.

"Does the prince want to hear the truth?" Zhao Changyuan pursed his mouth and asked Jiang Feng in a deep voice.

"Son Shen, but it doesn't hurt to say so." Jiang Feng chuckled at the corners of his mouth.

"Shen really misses his friends in Beijing, but Shen doesn't want to go to Beijing. He just wants to travel around the Jianghu with his younger martial sister." Zhao Changyuan bowed his hand and sincerely said what he thought. Although he knew that Jiang Feng had heard it and only laughed in his heart, he still wanted to say it.

"Childe Shen's lack of power and wealth makes the prince appreciate you more." Jiang Feng shook his head and smiled gently, and the essence flashing at the bottom of his eyes was even more dazzling.

"Since the Grand Prince appreciates my elder martial brother so much, why don't you fulfill my elder martial brother and don't let him go back to Beijing?" Gong Yue stared aside and said.

"Miss Su may not know that the prince must reuse people who appreciate it." Jiang Feng smiled, turned back to Gong Yueyue's beautiful eyes and said proudly.

"You!" Gong Yue was stunned, and his anger quickly gathered at the bottom of his eyes. He felt that he had been fooled by the people in front of him.

Zhao Changyuan touched his nose and smiled. He had long expected this result.

"The position of Wulin alliance leader and the ten thousand alliance order are the first sincerity given by the prince. Childe Shen can go back and consider it. The prince still hopes that we can cooperate happily." Jiang Feng picked up the tea and said with a low smile.

"Shen understands. Shen will seriously consider it." Zhao Changyuan got up and arched his hands slightly towards Jiang Feng.

Leaving Jiang Feng's bieyuan, Zhao Changyuan took a long breath and looked back. The brightly lit bieyuan had no bright meaning in the night, but looked gloomy and full of depression.

"Elder martial brother, you can't agree to his request." Gong Yue frowned and whispered to Zhao Changyuan with a worried face.

"I know." Zhao Changyuan had a smile on his face, but he knew from the bottom of his heart that it would never be so simple, and Jiang Feng would not easily let go of his line.

If he wants to take the initiative, Zhao Changyuan needs to understand one thing, that is, why does the great prince, who has such a noble status, risk going back to Beijing with his fake miracle doctor to the emperor?

"What good is it for him to do so?" Zhao Changyuan murmured softly and walked in the dark. He didn't feel anything under his feet.

"Elder martial brother, wait a minute." Gong Yue suddenly pulled Zhao Changyuan's sleeve, and his voice was dignified and serious.

"What's the matter?" Zhao Changyuan returned to his mind, looked at Gong Yueyue suspiciously, and subconsciously turned his eyes back to the other garden.

"Someone is following us." Gong Yueyue frowned deeper, his eyes were sharp at night, and looked warily behind him.

In the night wind, there was a quiet wind. Gong Yueyue's eyes were suddenly calm and raised his hand to the left rear of Zhao Changyuan.

At the moment when the palm was on the top, Gong Yueyue's eyes stared bigger and stepped back without suspense.

"Who are you!" Gong Yueyue whispered, shocked by the strength of each other's internal power, and quickly raised his hand to pull Zhao Changyuan behind him.

"Don't do it, younger martial sister." Zhao Changyuan's sight shrank suddenly when he swept the figure. Seeing that Gong Yueyue was defeated, he retreated and wanted to do it again. He quickly pulled Gong Yueyue's sleeve and said in a hurry.

"Why?" Gong Yueyue's heart is full of fear and vigilance for the figure. He is even more puzzled when he finds that Zhao Changyuan prevents him from doing it himself.

"You can see who it is." Zhao Changyuan lowered his voice and stared at the man in front of him with black eyes.

"It's you!" Gong Yueyue calmed down and looked at the man's face. He was suddenly surprised.

The cold black eyes of the Lord of Jiuyou hall seemed to be deeper than the night. After raising his hand to Gong Yueyue and making a silent gesture, he turned and disappeared into the night.

"Isn't he the Lord of Jiuyou hall? Why is he here?" Gong Yueyue turned his head and was still shocked in his low voice.