The True Nature of the Ghost Doctor: The Ugly Girl Will Go Against the Sky

The higher the rank, the harder it is to rise. Nangong Youran was promoted to rank 6 last year, but this year he was a rank 7 spiritualist. It is already very good to be promoted to rank one a year.

Hearing that he was a seventh-order spiritualist, Nangong Youran had a touch of joy and arrogance on his face, and his eyes looked down the stage. When he saw Zhu Jinyu, there was a touch of tenderness in his eyes.

After all, if it weren't for her spiritual pill, he would probably not be able to raise his ability to rank seven within a year.

The queen saw that Nangong Youran was a seventh-order spiritualist, her smile suddenly became stronger, and she subconsciously looked at Zhu Jinyu: The granddaughter of Zang Yuege Medical Hall's main hall is different, and one pill can be worth it. Some people have worked hard for several years.

Looking at the numbers on the test spirit stone, Duanmu Yawang curled his lips. Nangong Youran was over twenty years old, and she was just such a rank 7 spirit person. I really didn't know what he was so proud of!

After Nangong came down leisurely, everyone came over to congratulate him, and Nangong Duoer excitedly congratulated him, "Brother Crown Prince, you have advanced again, great!" Then she hugged Zhu Jinyu's arm and smiled. Said: "Sister Yu'er, it's nice to have you!"

Zhu Jinyu twitched the corner of her mouth, and gave a cold huff.

Nangong Duo'er didn't mind, the sullen Chao Nangong gave a wink. Nangong leisurely approached Zhu Jinyu and said to her extremely softly, "Yu'er, thank you."

Nangong Youran was very close to Zhu Jinyu when she was speaking. The two of them had their arms close to each other. The two had been together for many days. Nangong Youran was the prince Zhu Jinyu, who did not exclude the distance between the two before, but now she does it every day. They would think of the man in front of Lingyue Pavilion who amazed her soul.

That man existed like a god. He was immeasurably powerful, too good to be described in words, and there was a fatal temptation in every move.

He sees him in his dreams almost every day. After waking up, he finds that he doesn't even know his name, and he can't help being empty and lost.

That man is so powerful and beautiful, Nangong Youran, a man who can be thrown out by a flick of his sleeve, is not even worthy of giving him shoes! Besides, the mere seventh-order spiritualist made him so happy, so grateful for Dade, and such a narrow vision, how could he be worthy of standing beside her Zhu Jinyu?

Thinking of this, Zhu Jinyu couldn't help showing his disgust towards Nangong Youran, and moved a step away from Nangong Youran.

Nangong was startled leisurely: "Yu'er?"

I don't know if it was his illusion. Since returning to the palace in Lingyue Pavilion that day, Zhu Jinyu has been colder towards him.

Although she was originally quite deserted, sometimes women also have a deserted taste. She is like a holy white lotus in his heart, which is not to be played with.

However, a woman who is holy and deserted must have a degree. It is enough to be cold and indifferent to him. Sometimes she speaks with contempt and he can barely bear it. However, if he just approaches and avoids it with a look of disgust, then Very boring.

Moreover, it was so boring that he lost face.

This is the imperial palace, he is the prince, and everyone is around him, but she does not save his face like this in public, it is too ignorant.

Almost no one noticed Zhu Jinyu's avoidance action except Nangong Youran, but Nangong Duoer saw it and couldn't help but froze for a moment: "Sister Yu'er, you..."

"...Let’s see everyone’s test first." Zhu Jinyu also felt that it was too obvious that she had just done that, her face stiffened, and then she adjusted quickly, and smiled at the two siblings who looked at her blankly: "Queen Empress Still watching from above, under the public, it's not so good..."

When the two brothers and sisters heard this, their expressions returned to the same level as before.

Nangong Duo'er smiled even more: "Brother Crown Prince, have you heard that, don't be too eager, sister Yu'er is going to be shy."

Zhu Jinyu listened, her face was a little stiff, and she didn't like Nangong Duoer's joke very much. Seeing Nangong Youran was about to approach her again, she hurriedly said, "Someone has already gone up for the test!"

"What's so beautiful." Nangong Youran's eyes stayed on Zhu Jinyu's face with deep affection, and she did not go to the stands. She curled her lips with arrogance and disdain: "It can't be higher than this prince!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the test result on the stage came out: "Tier 3 Spiritist!"

"Cut!" Because of the Nangong leisurely jade in front, and because of infatuation, many people are very disdainful of the third-order spiritualist, "a mere third-order spiritualist, dare to test under His Royal Highness!"

Seeing that Tier 3 spiritualist came down from the stage in a desperate manner, Duanmu Yawang raised his eyebrows, and said with heart to Mu Feng: "Third-tier spiritualist, shouldn't it be considered bad? Is it that the people here are better than transcendence? Can't someone with a third-order spirit succeed?"

"How is it possible?" Mu Feng's peach blossom eyebrows squinted with a smile. "There are actually the largest number of Tier 3 spiritual beings here. They do this to please people they want to please."

"Then apart from you, there is Zhu Jinyu, is there no one with a higher level than Nangong Youran?"

"Yes." Mu Feng's peachy eyes narrowed again, "It's just that, who would dare to destroy His Royal Highness's limelight at this time? Therefore, I can only go up with a cannon fodder to serve as a foil for His Royal Highness."

"These people are really enough to wrong themselves." Duan Mu Yawang pouted, disapprovingly said.

Duanmu Yawang and Nangong Youran are not far away, and they can even be said to be close. She and Mu Fengke can hear these words clearly.

"That's why," Mu Feng stood beside Duanmu Yawang, squinting at the faces of everyone, and some people's jealous expressions, "Xiao Yawang, you finally know why I don't like a peach blossom feast, right?"

Duan Mu Ya looked and listened, twisting her head and looking at Mu Feng.

"What to look at, take a good look at the test spirit stone." Mu Feng patted her head affectionately, and said with a light smile.

Duanmu Yawang blinked at her, turned her head back, tested the spirit stone with her eyes, and spoke to Mu Feng Xinyu in the mansion: "Speaking of which, the people here are at least ten years old. You were only five or six years old at the time. Why were you taken? Here comes this peach blossom feast test?"

"Because I killed one of my father's spirit beasts with a magic weapon when I was five or six years old." Mu Feng's eyes stared at the test bench, and the expression of happiness and anger on his calm face couldn't be seen: "That spirit beast is my father. Wang Ting likes it. My father doesn’t really like me and my mother. However, after this incident, instead of blaming me, my father used various methods to detect my spiritual power and talent, knowing that I am two. The tiered spiritist, at the time of the peach blossom feast, he took me into the palace to test."