The Prince Regent’s Violent Medical Consort Chapter 1015: The Legend of Qin Zhou 61

What Mu Ning said this time was much more detailed than what he told Fan Qingyi before.

That's all, she doesn't dare to mention more.

Qin Zhou listened to everything indifferently before ordering Yuanbao to send her out.

She took the gold ingot and left nervously, and did not dare to look at Fan Qingyi and Qin Zhou again from the beginning to the end.

Qin Zhou's aura was too strong for her to resist.

"It seems that she just wants to tell you, but once I'm here, she doesn't dare to tell the truth." Qin Zhou calmly watched Mu Ning leave, and suddenly said.

"She doesn't necessarily know anything, maybe she just wants to take the opportunity to make some money." Fan Qingyi's expression was the same, and she told the story of her encounter with Mu Ning in the teahouse.

He was also told by Xiao Tuanzi when he went out, and he acted honestly, there was nothing to hide.

Qin Zhou nodded after listening, his eyes fixed on him, and he asked in a normal tone: "Miss Song will invite you in three days, do you want to go?"

"Why don't you go?" Fan Qingyi was stared at so seriously by her suddenly, she couldn't react for a while, and said, "Go join in the fun."

"Good."

For three days in a row, Fan Qingyi had no chance to come out alone.

I don't know why, but Murong Jin has been sticking to him recently, like a dog's skin plaster, even if Qin Zhou came to peel it off himself, he couldn't peel it off.

It was raining intermittently outside, not as big as on the first day, but good enough. The location of Liuzhou is good, the drainage is normal, and the problem is not big, but the rain in some areas is not so polite.

As a result, Qin Zhou has more things to do. He spends most of the time in his room to handle official business, and wishes that someone could help her take care of her son.

"Master Uncle, when are we going out to play?" Murong Jin raised his face full of grievances in the stack of books.

Fan Qingyi, who was sitting on the side reading a book, did not lift his eyelids, but said, "Have you written your words?"

"Can I go out to play after I finish copying the 10,000 characters?" Murong Jin raised his swollen hand thinking that he had been holding the pen for a long time, and asked even more aggrieved.

Fan Qingyi turned the page gently and said calmly, "It still depends on the weather. If it is still light rain or cloudy, your mother may want you to practice boxing for two more hours, or play games." The implication, You give up.

"Then why did you still go out when it rained last time?" Murong Jin saw that he didn't notice his emotional drama at all, so he simply lay on the desk and resisted weakly.

He feels like he's budding.

Fan Qingyi put down the book, and suddenly approached him with an inscrutable expression: "Sometimes adults do things without reasons. You will know this when you grow up."

Murong Jin wanted to ask again, but someone came in and interrupted.

"Mr. Fan, our son, please come over." Little Jinzi asked.

"Okay."

Fan Qingyi rubbed Murong Jin's small head and stood up: "I'll go see what's going on with your aunt, you can write it first."

"Go, go."

Fan Qingyi walked a little hastily, not noticing the slyness that flashed in the eyes of the well-behaved and docile Murong Jin.

As soon as he left, Xiao Jinzi quickly came in to take his place and stood by the door of the back room waiting for orders.

"I'm a little tired after practicing calligraphy for so long. I want to eat Huoyun Immortal Bean Cake, you can make it for me." Murong Jin put down his pen.

This Fire Cloud Immortal Bean Cake is Murong Jin's favorite pastry. It has extremely high requirements for sweetness, beauty, and heat. Every time, Xiao Jinzi has to watch the royal chefs make it. "Little one, go right away." Little Jinzi did not suspect him, ordered the guards who were guarding outside the door, and went down in person.