The Prince Regent’s Violent Medical Consort Chapter 1009: The Legend of Qin Zhou 55

As soon as these words came out, someone immediately asked: "Where did you find the news? We have never heard of it."

"That's right, is it true or false that your Majesty chooses a concubine?" One after another opened the chatter. The first person to speak was a short-haired man, in his thirties, who looked a little squeamish. Seeing that no one believed him, he smiled disdainfully, and said rather proudly, "Am I lying to you about such a big thing? I'll tell you the truth

Said, my cousin's eldest son's daughter-in-law works in Mrs. An's house, and this is what she told me. "

"Then Your Majesty is really going to choose a concubine?"

"Wow, isn't it, what is your majesty's request for choosing a concubine?" a bald man exclaimed excitedly.

"You got it, you, no matter how low the requirements are, you can't be selected."

"That's right." Everyone held him and laughed for a while.

Fan Qingyi listened, and gradually sketched Qin Zhou's stern face in his mind. He only felt that such an excellent woman would hardly be worthy of her.

And in modern times, she is several levels higher than that of female elites, doctors, and rich women. It's hard for anyone to openly like her.

The beautiful men that Prince Xiaoyao brought into the palace before were all good-looking and each had their own abilities, but Qin Zhou didn't leave any of them, and even kicked Prince Xiaoyao out.

Thinking of this, Fan Qingyi couldn't help laughing.

Mu Ning held her chin with both hands and stared at him, her eyes couldn't help but be blurred, and she became more and more determined to take him down.

How can there be such a good-looking man?

Speaking of getting married, the man who said Qin Zhou at first said, "I heard that Miss Song is going to marry."

Miss Song?

Fan Qingyi's attention was drawn again.

I heard someone sigh and say, "Alas, Miss Song is also a hard worker. She has managed to get through these years, but she hasn't enjoyed much happiness yet."

"That's right, Miss Song is a living Bodhisattva. She helped to cure my kid's leg. She only charged me for medicine."

"My family is the same. I really hope that God can bless Miss Song to meet a husband who loves her."

The more Fan Qingyi listened, the more wrong it became. What happened to this Miss Song?

Just as he was about to ask, he heard someone whispering: "Don't die, dare to talk about the Song family's gossip."

In an instant, the entire teahouse fell silent, except for the sound of rain that was crackling and not diminishing in the slightest.

Why do everyone dare to gossip about Qin Zhou, but no one dares to gossip about the Song family?

This Song family is the same family as the Master Song who was with King Xiaoyao?

Fan Qingyi was a little curious, but seeing how everyone was afraid to speak, it was hard to tell.

When the rain stopped, he went to find the notice, and then went to the man with short hair to buy the news of the Song family.

"Young Master, do you also want to participate in Miss Song's marriage?" Mu Ning asked hesitantly, seeing that he had been paying attention to the gossip crowd over there.

Fan Qingyi heard what she said, so she looked at her and asked, "Does the girl know about this?"

"The streets and alleys are covered with notices. Who doesn't know, is it possible that you like a woman like Miss Song?" Mu Ning swallowed her saliva with some difficulty.

Fan Qingyi looked sideways slightly: "That? What is it?"

Seeing him like this, Mu Ning knew that he had not seen Miss Song before, so she hurriedly put her close to his ear and whispered, "Miss Song always wears a veil every time she goes out, but I heard that her face Here, there is a birthmark this big." Mu Ning gestured, about the size of a bowl.