The Prince Regent’s Violent Medical Consort

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What Mu Ning said this time is a lot more detailed than what was told to Fan Qingyi before.

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

Qin Zhou looked indifferently, and then ordered Yuan Bao to send her out.

She anxiously took the gold ingot and left, and dared not to look at Fan Qingyi and Qin Zhou any more.

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

"It seems that she just wanted to tell you that once I was here, she dared not tell the truth." Qin Zhou watched Mu Ning leave calmly and suddenly said.

"She doesn't necessarily know anything, she may just want to take the opportunity to make some money." Fan Qingyi looked the same, plainly speaking about her encounter with Mu Ning in the tea house.

He went out to let Xiaotuanzi confess, and he acted as a defiant, and there was nothing to hide.

After listening, Qin Zhou nodded, staring at him with a normal tone and asked, "Miss Song recruits in three days, are you going?"

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

"it is good."

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

I don't know why. Recently, Murong Jin was particularly sticky to him, like a dog skin plaster, even if Qin Zhou came to peel it himself, he couldn't peel it off.

It rained intermittently outside, although not as big as the first day, but it was 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.

Therefore, Qin Zhou's affairs also increased, most of the time in his own room to deal with official duties, I wish someone could help her with her son.

"Master Uncle, when will we go out to play?" Murong Jin lifted his face in a pile of grievances.

Fan Qingyi, who was sitting on the sidelines reading, did not lift his eyelids. He only said, "Have you written your words?"

"Is it possible for me to go out and play after finishing the 10,000-character copy?" Murong Jint raised his hand, which was a little swollen, which he thought was holding the pen for a long time, and asked more aggrievedly.

Fan Qingyi gently turned the page and said calmly: "It still depends on the weather. If it is still light rain or cloudy, you A Niang may wish you to practice two more hours of punching, or play games." The implication is that you die. .

"Why did you still go out when it rained last time?" Murong Jin saw that he hadn't noticed his emotional drama at all and simply lay on the desk, resisting weakly.

He feels almost sprouting.

Fan Qingyi put down the book and suddenly approached him with an inexplicable face: "Adults sometimes do things without reason, this will be known after you grow up."

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

"Mr. Fan, our son invites you to come." Xiao Jinjin asked.

"Ok."

Fan Qingyi rubbed Murong Jin's little head of sunflower seeds and got up: "I'll go and see what's going on with your A Niang, write it first."

"go Go."

Fan Qingyi walked a little anxiously, not noticing the cunning flash in the eyes of the well-behaved and docile Murong Jin.

As soon as he left, Xiaojin quickly came in to replace his seat and stood by the door of the back room, waiting for orders.

"I have been a little tired after practicing the words for so long. I want to eat Huoyunxiandou cake. You can do it for me." Murong Jin put down his pen.

This Huoyunxiandou cake is Murongjin's favorite pastry. It has extremely high requirements for sweetness and value. Every time, he has to stare at the chefs to make it. "Small go right away." Xiaojin didn't doubt that he was there, and told the guards outside the door to go down in person.