Chapter 1791 Is there a throne to inherit in the family?
Following the fragrance, they went up to the second floor. Nan Yan turned around and saw a figure sitting by the window.
Hearing footsteps, the man slowly turned his head.
He was a handsome young man, about twenty years old, with fair skin. He was wearing an emerald green suit, looking elegant and graceful. His facial features were calm, handsome with a hint of femininity. His eyes were particularly eye-catching, with clear black and white and crystal clear, like a pool of water.
She just looked at them without saying anything, but Nan Yan felt that those eyes seemed to have told thousands of words.
These eyes are so similar to Xue Ling's.
Just when Nan Yan was somewhat distracted, the young man stood up and said to them, "Are you looking for me?"
“…”
Nan Yan stared into his eyes, not saying anything.
Zhu Fengguo naturally didn't want her to talk to a young man, and since there was no one around like Xiao Shunzi to speak to, he stepped forward and asked, "Are you Xue Yun?"
The young man also looked at him and smiled slightly: "My name is Xue Yun."
really……
Such a similar pair of eyes almost revealed his identity; he must be Xue Ling's relative.
Zhu Feng also looked him up and down.
Then he said, "Okay, my wife is pregnant, you can show her."
Xue Yun looked at Nan Yan again, then smiled and said, "You two should know that I can give you a thousand gold coins for taking your pulse."
Zhu Feng said calmly, "Ten thousand gold coins won't matter."
“…”
This sentence is a bit scary.
People often say that a son of a wealthy family will not sit idle in the hall, but he spoke with tens of thousands of gold. Ordinary people could not imagine how important this fetus was.
Even Xue Yun raised his eyebrows slightly and looked at Zhu Feng, his eyes darkening.
Then he said with a joking smile, "You two, are you so concerned about this pregnancy?"
“…”
"But judging from Madam's complexion, she doesn't seem unhappy. Could it be that there is someone in the family who is destined to inherit the throne?"
He originally said this as a joke.
But Nan Yan's scalp felt numb again.
She couldn't help but look at Zhu Feng, only to see that he also raised his eyebrows slightly, but his expression was not as angry as Nan Yan had expected. Instead, he showed a barely perceptible smile.
He just said, "Do you doctors like to ask so many questions?"
“…”
"Or is it that being a doctor now only requires moving your mouth and not your hands?"
His aura was overwhelming, and even when he was on someone else's territory, he looked like a strong dragon trying to suppress a local snake. Xue Yun was originally just a handsome young man, and naturally could not compare with the status and bearing of Zhu Feng, so he smiled and gave in.
He said to Nan Yan, "Madam, please take a seat."
Nan Yan walked over and sat down.
She originally planned to ask Xue Ling and the antidote as soon as she found Xue Yun, but on second thought, she decided to test the waters first.
Besides, now that things have come to this, it wouldn't be a bad idea to let him take my pulse.
After all, it has been more than three months, and I have been busy recently.
He walked over to the table by the window and sat down opposite it, pulled up his sleeves a little to expose his wrists, and placed them on the table.
Xue Yun then reached out to feel her pulse.
Just when he was about to touch Nan Yan, Zhu Feng suddenly stopped him: "Wait a minute!"
Both of them were stunned and looked up at him.
Zhu Feng asked, "Why not like a palace—why not with a layer of cloth?"
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