The Prince Regent’s Violent Medical Consort Chapter 967: The Legend of Qin Zhou 13

Fan Qingyi didn't expect that Yuanbao's father-in-law had just left for more than ten minutes when someone knocked on the door and said that the emperor invited him to go to Prince Jin's courtyard for dinner.

He touched his stomach, which was slightly uncomfortable after drinking the bowl of "Shiquan Poison", and asked the little **** to lead the way with a stiff face.

Prince Jin is the precious son of Emperor Qin Zhou, and the meal prepared for him will definitely not have such dark dishes...

Xiao Tuo didn't stay in Murong Jin's house, he went to drink with the soldiers who escorted Murong Jin over.

After eating a piece of cake, Murong Jin sat upright at the table and waited for Fan Qingyi.

Qin Zhou knew that it was Zian who taught him to wait for others to pass the meal since he was a child. She was not in a hurry, and sat aside to chat with him and wait for Fan Qingyi.

"Auntie, when can I learn new swordsmanship?" Murong Jin looked at Qin Zhou with great anticipation.

Originally, when Murong Jin came to Daqin Xiaozun, Qin Zhou taught martial arts himself, but since he got two colds last year, Qin Zhou was very distressed. This year, Qin Zhou didn't dare to let him practice martial arts on such a hot day, so he told him that this month's homework would be waived on the first day.

Murong Jin is so sensible and eager to learn, Qin Zhou's heart is softened, how can he be willing to reject him, showing his mother's smile, rubbing the seeds of his little head, and saying, "I will teach you tomorrow, okay? Come and find A-Niang. When the weather gets cooler, A-Niang will take you to the military parade."

The sky in Daqin is also getting hotter every year. Although the summer resort is better than Qinjing, it is still not as good as Dazhou's spring seasons. She secretly figured out how to get people to store more ice cubes in winter.

"A-niang is so nice!" Murong Jin was very happy, hugging Qin Zhou's arm and smiling happily.

Fan Qingyi looked up and saw this scene, standing at the door a little dazed.

Murong Jin is the prince of a neighboring country. Although he is Qin Zhou's adopted son, his relationship is as good as his own. He has to take him to the military parade. It seems that he is not afraid of revealing the secrets of his country. .

"Caomin sees His Majesty, Your Majesty." Fan Qingyi put away his doubts, and after the eunuch's report was completed, he went into the inner room and saluted the two of them.

Qin Zhou raised his hand and said softly, "Fan Zhuangshi, don't be too polite, just sit down."

After Fan Qingyi sat down, Murong Jin approached him, blinked his eyes, and asked with concern, "Uncle, your benefactor, are you feeling better?"

"Prince Xie Jin cares, Caomin, it's okay." It would be even better if your mother didn't let people prepare "Shiquan Poison" indiscriminately!

As soon as I mentioned this, Fan Qingyi felt that his stomach was a little more uncomfortable, and his throat was even more astringent.

Huanbao can only decompose the poison, but cannot decompose the so-called tonic, and it is unlikely that the imperial physicians will use any particularly potent medicinal materials. Fan Qingyi feels that his body is fine, and there should be no problem.

The people have arrived, and Yuanbao's father-in-law has begun to pass the meal.

Fan Qingyi thought the emperor and prince's meals should be extravagant, extravagant, and complicated.

I didn't expect that there were only 12 dishes, delicate but not many.

And the two mothers and sons on the opposite side of the table are not restrained, and have been serving each other's dishes.

If it weren't for the palace servants waiting in a row outside the house, he would have thought that he was just an ordinary rich businessman. "Uncle, my benefactor, here it is for you." Seeing that Fan Qingyi didn't move his chopsticks much, Murong Jin took a piece of his favorite spicy chicken nugget for him.