The Prince Regent’s Violent Medical Consort

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Fan Qingyi withdrew his hand afterwards, put the cuffs down, and nodded in a serious way.

But my doubts rose sharply, could Murong Jin know this ring?

Because of the difference in height and the long and wide cuffs of Fan Qingyi, Murong Jin should rarely notice his ring.

But looking at Qin Zhou, his expression was too natural, and it didn't seem to deliberately interrupt Murong Jin's words.

"Well, it's different from the mother's mother. The mother's mother looks better." Murong Jin nodded seriously.

Fan Qingyi responded with a little disappointment: "It turns out so."

That should be unlikely. Zi An's ring is from the first generation, much better than his ugliness.

And Murong Jin is still young and will not lie.

The air was suddenly quiet, relatively awkward and boring.

Qin Zhou moved Murong Jin to the side without looking, trying to divert Murong Jin's attention.

A lot of dim sum fruits were prepared in the carriage, and she happened to take the opportunity to test his homework.

Murong Jin answered it right, and Qin Zhou fed him one. Fan Qingyi and Qin Zhou didn't move the snacks full of two big food boxes, and they all fed into Murongjin's belly.

After eating, Murong Jin, lying on Qin Zhou ’s lap with a bulging belly, was sleepy.

"Your Majesty, it's here." The carriage stopped slowly, and the voice of Grand Duke Yuanbao came.

Qin Zhou took Murong Jin off the carriage and handed it to Murong Jin's personal palace.

It was too late, the summer resort was already lit, and the palace people were holding the lanterns waiting to be sent.

Fan Qingyi got off the carriage behind Qin Zhou and saw that she did not personally send Murong Jin to his yard, but stayed in place, and her back looked particularly slender under the lights. I thought, just stepped forward to thank her.

Just thinking about stepping forward, Grandpa Yuanbao blocked him and squinted with a smile: "Mr. Fan, dinner has been prepared. May I ask someone to send you to your yard, or wait a second?"

"Wait a minute, Fan thought ..."

Seeing that Qin Zhou had lifted his foot to enter the yard, Fan Qingyi wanted to cross the ingot father-in-law to catch up.

Grandpa Yuanbao blocked him again and said, "Tonight is too late. Mr. Fan is tired along the way. Why not go back and wash first, and wait for dinner?"

After glancing at the father-in-law who was full of indulgences, Fan Qingyi was startled, and then nodded.

The figure in front of Qin Zhou has disappeared, and he catches up again, should he be offended?

"Nan Fan retired first, and the public prince of Lao Yuanbao thanked his majesty." Fan Qingyi turned around and walked back slowly.

The little dumplings were waiting at the gate of Fan Qingyi's courtyard, looking forward to it.

Seeing Fan Qingyi coming from afar, he hurriedly carried the lantern to him and looked at him carefully: "Sir, are you okay?"

For the first time he was treated with such care and nervousness by Xiaotuan, Fan Qingyi felt a little warm in his heart. He put his hand on his shoulder and patted it gently, and said with a smile: "It's okay, how can it be so easy to have trouble."

"That's good, that's good, Lord Xiaoyao's aggressive, so scared slaves hurried to sue the emperor." Xiaotuan finally put down the big stone hanging in his heart, standing in front of Fan Qingyi, and showed him the way.

Fan Qingyi followed him, but he felt a little uneasy in his heart, and did not know what was upsetting.

Today Qin Zhou really went to rescue him, but unfortunately he didn't have time to thank her.

And behind the banquet, Qin Zhou seemed a little unhappy.

Is she unhappy?

Fan Qingyi frowned. It's really puzzled.