Going to wear the host and sprinkle candy again

Chapter 708 Master National Teacher, Your Wife Lost 19
Although Qin Susu is Qin Chao's younger sister, she is not close to Qin Chao because she has been practicing martial arts with her master on the mountain all year round.

Her martial arts is not very high, mainly because she has been weak and sick since she was a child, and practicing martial arts is just to strengthen her body.

"Brother, where have you been?"

As soon as she took a step forward, she covered her nose again, and said with a look of disgust, "Why does the powder on your body smell so strong? It's still low-quality powder."

Si Qing raised his sleeve and sniffed it, then said casually, "Really? I think it smells good."

Qin Susu's eyelids drooped, "Master said, brother, as long as you devote yourself to cultivating the Tao, you will surely attain the Tao and become a fairy."

The corner of Si Qing's lips curled into a sneer, "A person like me is destined not to become a fairy, on the contrary, you are more suitable."

He has hatred in his heart, this life is not for cultivating Taoism.

After Si Qing finished speaking, he walked into the National Teacher's Mansion, "Okay, you should go back to the Prime Minister's Mansion as well!"

"Brother!" Qin Susu pouted, "I was sent to the mountains to keep fit since I was a child, and I was not close to my parents. I don't know if I can live..."

"No." Si Qing said: "The National Teacher's Mansion never takes in female relatives."

After saying this, he seemed to have something to deal with before disappearing.

Qin Susu stood where she was, and said to herself, "I am more suitable for cultivating the Tao? No one is with me, so why should I cultivate..."

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The moon was like a hook, and the night was dark, Jiang Cheng wore Si Qing's cloak and went to the Second Prince's Mansion.

She knew a tunnel leading directly to the second prince's room, as long as she knocked on the door three times, the second prince would know that it was her and open the tunnel and the secret door to his room for her.

The second prince was a little surprised when he saw Jiang Cheng, "Why are you here at this time?"

Jiang Cheng was wearing a cloak, with a smile on her face, "Your Highness, I have become the number one oiran in the capital."

The second prince was wearing a white obscene dress, obviously planning to go to sleep.

His thick eyebrows relaxed, "The reputation of the oiran is not important, what matters is Si Qing."

Jiang Cheng nodded obediently, "I understand, look, Your Highness, this is Si Qing's cloak."

If it wasn't for the antidote, Jiang Cheng wouldn't want this hypocrite to see Si Qing's cloak.

This is sheer blasphemy!
Chu Zilin was impressed with this cloak, he was very happy, "You did a good job."

He remembered something, "By the way, I forgot to give you the antidote."

As he spoke, he took out a small porcelain white bottle from his pocket and gave her one.

Jiang Cheng took the pill and said, "I will take it whenever His Highness gives it to you, because I know His Highness doesn't want me to take that medicine, because I was forced by his subordinates."

She took the medicine after she finished speaking, the hateful Chu Zilin, every time he took the antidote, he had to face him.

This is to prevent someone from hiding the medicine and studying it secretly.

"I only know this world, and you are the one who understands me best." Chu Zilin looked at her with affection in his eyes.

At this time, someone in the mansion called out the water.

Chu Zilin walked out, "What's going on?"

The servant outside said: "I don't know, it seems that the kitchen is on fire."

Chu Zilin pursed his lips tightly, "Go and have a look."

After he finished speaking, he turned back to Jiang Cheng and said, "My Highness will also go and have a look."

Jiang Cheng smiled and nodded, "Your Highness, go and come back quickly, I'll be waiting for you."

After Chu Zilin left, Jiang Cheng quickly walked to Chu Zilin's robe hanging on the shelf, and took out the small porcelain white bottle from it.

Then he took out a piece of soft paper from his sleeve, put the paper into the bottle and wiped it, the dregs of the antidote stuck to the paper.

There were footsteps outside, and Jiang Cheng put it away calmly.

As if nothing happened.

(End of this chapter)