The forensic princess is not easy to be!

Chapter 12 Is it possible to be a male favorite?
"Why, don't you know what the notice you posted is?" Murong Che glanced over abruptly.

Seeing through the cold iron mask, it seemed that the eyes had also been frosted, and Su Qingran's heart felt cold when he saw it.

However, when she met those deep pupils, she had a feeling of deja vu.

As soon as the man stretched out his hand, a bunch of notices were thrown over.

Su Qingran recognized that this notice was just thrown away by her.

Slowly unfolding, seeing the content above, his eyes lit up immediately.

This is a notice from Dali Temple recruiting monks.

Isn't Wu Zuo a forensic doctor in modern times?

Could it be that she just tore up a forensic recruitment?
Su Qingran was a little excited. After walking for so long on the road of cheating, God finally favored her!

Forensic doctor, this is her specialty!

Su Qingran thought for a while, and immediately decided to stay in Dali Temple to work as a monk.

Last night, Aunt Xia asked her to go to the ancestral house in Jiangzhou to escape, she thought for a long time and chose to give up.

Jiangzhou is far away, and she doesn't have enough silver at all, and the Su family's ancestral house is very remote, and her livelihood will be a problem when she goes there alone.

It's still reliable.

What's more, if she stayed in the imperial capital, she would have a higher chance of returning to modern times.

In that poor village in Jiangzhou, where could she find Linglongyu!

Seeing the excitement that was about to overflow from her eyes, Murong Che Hei's pupils shrank, "See clearly?"

"Well, I am willing!" Su Qingran nodded heavily.

"Do you know what Wu Zuo does?" Murong Che picked up the tea cup and took a sip.

"Of course it's an autopsy!"

When it came to the autopsy, Su Qingran couldn't hide her excitement, and her phoenix eyes were so bright that they almost glowed.

Hearing this, Murong Che froze for a moment while holding the teacup, as if he was a little surprised.

Youyou stared at the mustache stuck under her nostrils, "Dali Temple doesn't want you to be an asshole."

"This..." is also the reason for rejection?
Su Qingran hurriedly asked, "My son, I am not afraid of suffering or tiredness, and I have rich experience in autopsy..."

"This son is short of a servant, would you like it?"

what?
Su Qingran couldn't turn her head around for a while, is this the rhythm of Wu Zuo becoming a servant?
Seeing the man's sizing up, she suddenly thought of his masculinity, and felt a chill in her heart.

A boy can't do a job, so is it possible to be... a male favorite? !

Su Qingran hurriedly drove out the thoughts in her mind, "Can't you choose me as a role?"

"Only the servant." Murong Che's voice was cold.

"Stop the car, I'm going down!" Su Qingran lifted the curtain of the car and spoke to Bailihe outside.

Murong Che didn't stop him, and directly ordered, "Send me to the Sixth Prince's Mansion."

Su Qingran just got up, and sat down again after hearing the sound, looking at the noble man, dissatisfied, "What do you mean?"

"There is no need to protect someone who is not the real son."

"you……"

Isn't this person an upright and upright minister of Dali Temple? How could he be plotting against her with all his bad intentions?

If she went to the Six Princes' Mansion, would she still have a way out?

"Baili, let her go down."

"Wait a minute, let's... talk." Su Qingran sat still.

"Ok?"

"I'm willing... to be a servant." She said this sentence with a bit of gritted teeth.

"Give me some tea." Murong Che ordered lightly.

Su Qingran froze for a moment, and started to enslave her?
"To be a servant, you need to be smart." Murong Che glanced at her, and said lightly.

Su Qingran curled her lips and refilled tea for him.

"Don't be too full..."

Before Murong Che could finish his sentence, Su Qingran had already filled the cup, before handing it over, the carriage jolted, and all the water in the teacup spilled on the man.

　Dear babies, Qingjiu would like to ask you a question, do you want to change once a day or twice a day?

　　
　
(End of this chapter)