The forensic princess is not easy to be!

Chapter 165 I'm about to lose my old face!
Hearing Xiao Shitou's immature and timid voice, Su Qingran's old face flushed unexpectedly.

Could this child have misunderstood the two of them?

Jun Qinghan was also a little embarrassed, and wanted to lift the little stone out, but the child was afraid of him, so frightened, he went straight into Su Qingran's arms.

Su Qingran couldn't help roaring in her heart: I haven't put on any clothes yet...

Sweaty wow!
"Chuchu!" Jun Qing called out with a cold face.

But after a while, Chu Chu hurried over, staring at the indescribable scene in the room, she was slightly stunned.

"Take the little stone out!"

"Yes, this servant will take him out now." Chuchu was too frightened to raise her hand, picked up the small stone and walked out.

"I won't leave, I want to protect my brother, the bad uncle wants to bully him..."

Su Qingran: "..."

It's over, her old face is about to be lost!
"Leave quickly!" Jun Qinghan suddenly realized what a wrong decision it was to let Xiao Shitou follow Su Qingran.

"Yes." Chuchu was so frightened that she hugged the little stone and didn't dare to turn her head.

Jun Qinghan looked at the woman who wrapped herself completely in the quilt with a sullen face, and threw the clothes beside her.

"Next time you need to take medicine, take the initiative to find me!"

After finishing speaking, Jun Qinghan went directly back to the study with a gloomy expression.

Seeing that his complexion was not good, Zhao Zhong approached him cautiously, "King Han, this servant has already prepared all the things for Jingzhou according to your instructions."

Jun Qinghan nodded invisibly, and stepped into the study.

Inside, Murong Che was constantly pawing around several boxes, picking and choosing.

There are still a few old ginseng picked up by his hand.

Jun Qinghan frowned, "Why are you here, didn't you say not to come out if you have nothing to do?"

"I heard from Zhao Zhong that you are going to Jingzhou in two days. He has prepared some good things for you. Let me see if my Yong'an Hou Mansion has been emptied."

Murong Che was not interested in politics since he was a child, but preferred to do business.

Merchants value profits, most of them are stingy, and Murong Che is the most stingy one.

After hearing what he said, the smile on the corner of Zhao Zhong's mouth couldn't help but stiffen, "My lord, don't worry, how dare a servant take something good?"

"You still say you don't dare, what is this?" Murong Che said, shaking those old ginseng in front of him.

Zhao Zhong's expression froze, "King Han is not in good health these days, and now he is going to Jingzhou, rushing on the road, and this slave will bring some ginseng to the prince to replenish his health."

"Being so kind to him? Whose housekeeper are you? Now that you have been with Jun for a while, do you still recognize me as the master?" Murong Che looked at Zhao Zhong with hatred.

"The servant dare not."

"These are all thousand-year-old ginseng in my collection. They are precious. I keep them to make up for my family Lingling! Don't forget, Lingling will be your mistress in the future!"

"Then we have to go through the door." Zhao Zhong muttered in a low voice.

"What are you talking about? Do you think that now that someone surnamed Jun is backing you up, even my heir is ignored?" Murong Che suddenly became angry.

"It's just a few thousand-year-old ginseng." Jun Qinghan looked at Murong Che and said coldly and disdainfully.

"I know you don't lack these things in Prince Han's Mansion, but aren't you in my Yong'an Hou Mansion now?" Murong Che said as he walked over.

He looked at Jun Qinghan's thin figure, gritted his teeth in pain, and handed over an old ginseng, "For the sake of you and my brother for many years, I will give you one."

"Only one?"

(End of this chapter)