The Prince Regent’s Violent Medical Consort Chapter 981: The Legend of Qin Zhou 27

Fan Qingyi entered the hall alone and found that the air pressure in the hall was normal.

Qin Zhou sat in front of the dragon's desk and read a book, with a gentle face and no abnormality.

"The grass people have seen His Majesty."

Seeing Fan Qingyi coming in, Qin Zhou stood up with a natural expression and said, "Fan Qing doesn't need to be polite. I invited you over today because I want to ask how Fan Qing's health is recovering, and can I take a teacher?"

"The Caomin has recovered and is ready to be called at any time." Fan Qingyi lowered his eyes slightly. As Prince Jin's master, he could stay in the palace as a matter of course, and would naturally be alone with Prince Jin, inadvertently speaking from this little devil's head, Even with the power of Murong Jin.

He usually doesn't dare to take the initiative to ask Xiao Tuanzi about things, so he doesn't make a fool of himself. Now that there is such a good reason and an excuse, he naturally has to grasp it.

"That's good, I have already sent someone to prepare, Fan Qing will go with me." Qin Zhou had a faint smile on his face.

Fan Qingyi nodded and said respectfully, "Your Majesty, please."

Following slowly behind Qin Zhou, Fan Qingyi found that Qin Zhou was polite and alienated today.

Fan Qingyi, who suddenly came up with this idea, was a little surprised that he had such a discovery. After all, he and Qin Zhou didn't seem to be close to each other before...

Killing enemies together except when we first met? have a meal together? Have afternoon tea together? And that time he fainted and Qin Zhou helped him cool down...

Thinking, Fan Qingyi's face silently appeared two faint blushing, and then was replaced by a look that seemed lonely and helpless.

After coming to this world for so many days, he didn't even have any news about Zian. Instead, he had so many connections with this female emperor.

"Fan Qing?"

I wanted to ask Qin Zhou that Fan Qingyi was bored in the summer resort. Seeing that he didn't answer, he suddenly stopped and turned to see what happened to him. Unexpectedly, Fan Qingyi didn't notice her stopping at all, and the two just collided.

The two martial arts practitioners reacted immediately. They both took a step back and bowed their heads in unison.

The palace servants who followed behind all stared at these two people with wide eyes and big mouths, forgetting to respond for a while.

The heart that was hit by Qin Zhou was slightly hot, Fan Qingyi was the first to react and apologized: "Your Majesty, Caomin..."

"Nothing, let's go quickly, Hutou can't wait." Qin Zhou hurriedly turned around, even forgot what I said, and hurried to Murong Jin's place. It wasn't until after walking a long distance that he let go of his slightly sweaty fist.

Fan Qingyi couldn't say anything else, she followed behind her, keeping a distance of two meters.

Usually because of Qin Zhou's identity and momentum, he completely ignored Qin Zhou's height. He didn't expect to reach his heart, um, it's actually very petite.

A group of palace servants behind them, clenching their thumping little hearts tightly, closing their little mouths that can't wait to share this shocking secret with their friends, and carefully followed behind these two people.

Besides this, the only thoughts left in their minds were: Yuanbao's father-in-law is wise, this Fan Zhuangshi, no, this little prince's master, it's really not easy!

The father-in-law of Yuanbao, who was mentioned in everyone's heart, was staring at the palace people who arranged the supplies for Prince Jin's apprenticeship, so as to strive for perfection.

"Emperor Yuanbao, the little prince has finished bathing and changed his clothes." The palace servants came forward to report.

Father Yuanbao nodded in satisfaction, waved his hand to let him down, turned and continued to stare at the other palace staff's arrangements.

Although it was a simple apprenticeship ceremony requested by Qin Zhou, it was a prince apprentice ceremony anyway, and there was still no room for sloppiness. Yuanbao narrowed his eyes slightly, thinking to himself, and he felt more and more that Qin Zhou was not looking for a master for the little prince, but for Fan Qingyi's identity.