After Bai Ning followed Yu Hua out, he pulled Yu Hua and coquettishly said: "Brother Jun, I remembered that I had something left in the hall, you wait for me for a while." ”

Brother Jun seemed to please Yu Hua, and the fox eyes bent into laughter, "I'll go with you." ”

"Brother Jun, it is said that there is an authentic painting of the former pilgrimage in my eldest brother's study." A sly light flashed in Bai Ning's eyes.

"Really?"

Bai Ning nodded.

The figure of the feather painting ran away in a swoop, heading in the direction of the white dyeing courtyard.

Bai Ning sneaked in through the window of the back hall and tiptoed behind the screen.

The ghost doctor noticed the flickering of the little figure and smiled in his heart, this ghost was clever.

"Senior, you said you were Xiao Ning's maternal grandfather?" The White City Lord raised his voice and was surprised.

Bai Ning said in his heart, is this old man really his maternal grandfather? Hee-hee, it's good that I have one more relative.

"Bai Ning's mother, Yue Ling, is my daughter." The ghost doctor said in a calm tone.

Bai Ran was also surprised in his heart, he knew that Xiao Ning was the son of his father's benefactor, but he didn't expect Xiao Ning to have such a powerful loan.

"Si Heng found a clue, Ling'er appeared in Dingcheng." At the mention of Yue Ling, the ghost doctor's mood fluctuated, and his sharp eyes were full of sadness.

The White City Lord was so shocked that he didn't know how to answer, although he said that the ghost doctor was Xiao Ning's relative, but for so many years, he regarded Xiao Ning as his own, and the ghost doctor was really reluctant to take Xiao Ning away.

Although the child was a little naughty and often made the house jump, he couldn't forget that his father called him and relied on him intimately.

"Senior, there is no basis for what you say, you allow Bai to think about it again. Although Bai is not Xiao Ning's biological father, he really regards Bai Ning as his own son. The White City Lord poured himself a sip of herbal tea, wanting to calm himself down.

"I'm not talking to you, I'm just telling you, my grandson, I'm going to take it away."

Seeing the reluctance on the face of the White City Lord, the ghost doctor looked indifferent.

"I thank Ling'er for taking care of her children for many years, and I can promise the White City Lord three conditions, which can be exchanged within ten years."

The so-called three conditions are to save three lives, which are more precious and touching than the promise of gold and silver, and the ghost heals the sick and does not heal, but as long as he makes a move, he can heal the dead alive and treat the bones.

"Please also ask the seniors to let Xiao Ning stay in the Bai family for a few more days." The White City Lord begged.

Bai Ning was behind the screen, his little face was pale, and he was biting his fist.

I'm not my father's son, my father is not my father, my eldest brother is not my eldest brother, it turns out that I have always been an outsider in this family, no wonder my uncle doesn't like me and hates me.

"Three days, no more." The ghost doctor was already patiently talking to the White City Lord again, and he found that the little guy had slipped out.

"Senior, Bai has something to ask for, and I ask you to show Bai Ning his body." As soon as the White City Lord thought that Bai Ning was leaving, he was melancholy.

"Wrong, it's not Bai Ning, it's Hua Muning."

Then he heard the ghost doctor say to himself: "That kid is useless, and his grandson is still surnamed Yue." ”

The corners of the White City Lord's eyes twitched, I heard it right, the stinky boy in the mouth of the predecessor said Engong, Engong is useless? Then few people in Da Chu are useful.

Bai Ran listened to the words of the ghost doctor thoughtfully, his father never said anything about Xiao Ning's biological father, and he has carefully protected Xiao Ning over the years, and there are countless guards in the open and in the dark, who is the Engong in his father's mouth?

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