Upon hearing this, Linfeng City Lord's expression became tangled.

Of course, the banquet hosted by Feng Qiyue and others really left him with a psychological shadow.

However, they are now living in his Linfeng City City Lord's Mansion. He can help him or not by borrowing a cook.

When the time comes, I'm afraid I'll have to invite him to attend.

Woo woo

Linfeng City Lord resisted attending from the bottom of his heart, but he didn't want to let go of the opportunity to get close to the Ninth Prince, which made him even more upset.

Of course, they haven’t invited him yet, so whether he wants to go or not?

Confused, Linfeng City Lord couldn't help but asked cautiously: "Is it just a simple celebration banquet to celebrate the good results in the alchemy competition and nothing else?"

"Well, this time is not to celebrate. Some people say that the Ninth Prince and I are a perfect match. Don't worry." Feng Qiyue knew what Linfeng City Lord was worried about, so she comforted her with a smile.

Feng Qiyue spoke so clearly that Linfeng City Lord felt embarrassed.

He's really not afraid of having other names, he's mainly afraid that the old man Wuhua won't hold back his words.

At this time, Mo Qianyi's face looked a little bad and asked, "Don't you think that little Phoenix and I are a perfect match?"

"Yes, it must be" Linfeng City Lord said immediately after hearing this.

"You are very discerning. You must come to attend the celebration banquet tonight. By the way, you can help us invite the deans of the major colleges." Mo Qianyi said.

Linfeng City Lord: ""Does Emma still want to invite the deans of major colleges?

Although he has not met those deans yet, Linfeng City Lord can imagine the depression of those people.

It’s just that Wuhua is putting pressure on his head. Why do you continue to slap him in the face during Wuhua’s celebration party?

However, Mo Qianyi said this, how could he dare to refuse, so he could only agree.

Soon, invitations were sent out one after another, and various preparations in the city lord's palace were proceeding in an orderly manner.

Half an hour later, the little old man came back with the large army behind him.

As soon as they entered the courtyard, an old man shouted at the top of his lungs, "Girl, girl, old man, I'm back, come pick me up quickly."

"Pick up." Feng Qiyue came out of the tent with a half-smile and asked him, "I didn't know you wanted to usurp the throne of that country."

"Hehe, I'm just kidding. How dare you let my girl pick you up? I just want to tell you your results. Little girl, guess where you are?" the little old man asked with a smile.

"Don't guess, the important thing is to participate." Feng Qiyue did not cooperate at all.

"Girl," the little old man drawled, looking coquettishly.

"Second." Feng Qiyue had no choice but to say.

"How do you know?" the little old man asked in surprise.

"If I were number one, you wouldn't ask me like this." Feng Qiyue said truthfully.

"Uh, okay, you're right." The little old man agreed, and then asked, "How are the preparations for the celebration banquet? Have the deans of the major colleges invited them?"

"Yeah, but I don't know how many deans of major colleges will come, so don't have high hopes." Feng Qiyue reminded him.

"Hey, if you invite them in the name of the Ninth Prince, even if they are depressed, they will be eager to come and participate." The little old man said with a bad smile.

"If you dare to take advantage of the Ninth Prince like this, you won't be afraid that the Ninth Prince will beat you up." After hearing what the little old man said, Feng Qiyue couldn't help but ask speechlessly.
Chapter completed!