The forensic princess is not easy to be!

Chapter 39 All right, my son agrees

Yun Jin stepped forward and replied, "Just now when Han Qing offered tea to the princess, she burned her hand."

"Cousin, Xiang'er's hand hurts so much..." Gu Yunxiang looked at Murong Che with tears in his eyes.

"Han Qing, what did my son ask you?"

Su Qingran glared at the two people behind and came out, "My lord, just now the princess accidentally knocked over the tea cup and burned his hands."

"No, it was obviously his hands and feet that burned me..." Gu Yunxiang looked aggrieved and about to cry.

"How did you come?"

"Cousin, my mother asked me to come and see you, and stay in Yong'an Hou Mansion for a while." Gu Yunxiang looked at him shyly, and said pitifully, "Cousin, Xiang'er's hand was scalded and blistered, it really hurts ..."

"Yunjin, go get the doctor."

After Murong Che gave his orders, he looked at Su Qingran, "Follow me to the study."

"Cousin..." Seeing that he was about to leave, Gu Yunxiang panicked and chased after him in two steps.

Murong Che stopped walking when he heard the sound, and turned around.

"Xiang'er knows that cousin loves Xiang'er the most..." Gu Yunxiang's eyes glistened with tears.

"Zhao Zhong, go and arrange a room for Princess Xiangxiang."

After Murong Che ordered, he lifted his feet and left, leaving Gu Yunxiang with a frozen smile on the spot.

Su Qingran hurriedly followed.

When she arrived at the study, she respectfully poured a cup of tea for Murong Che, "My lord, what do you want from me?"

After what happened yesterday, she could probably guess what Murong Che was going to say, that's why she was so considerate.

"This son has two news here, one good news and one bad news, which one do you want to hear first?"

"The good news is that the prince has decided to let me go to Dali Temple to be a priest?" Su Qingran asked with a smile.

"From now on, you'll make twelve every month."

"Twelve?"

"Why, you think it's too little?" Murong Che's voice was slightly cold.

"How dare I, the basic monthly bill of ten taels of silver is fine, but..."

"Speak straight."

"Your Majesty, there is no commission in our Dali Temple...rewards?"

"For example?" Murong Che looked up at her.

"For example, if I can examine a corpse that no one else can examine, should the prince reward me with 1000 taels or 2000 taels, just like the servant of the household inspection department this time?"

She did not forget that Murong Che promised to give her 2000 taels of silver!
"You can open your mouth like a lion, but you know that ten taels of silver are enough for ordinary people to live for a year."

Su Qingran curled her lips, "Your Majesty costs 2000 taels for a suit of clothes. When you put on clothes, why don't you say you care about the suffering of the people?"

She wasn't greedy for money, but she just wanted to pay off the money she owed him earlier.

If it is only based on monthly cases, she will have to wait until when.

Murong Che's eyes darkened, "Okay, my son agrees."

"My son, I have another request, I hope you can agree."

"You said."

"I'll be a servant in the future, but I won't be a slave anymore."

She is a new human being in the 21st century, and her human rights are in her own hands.

"When did you treat yourself as a slave?" Murong Che raised his eyebrows.

A slave dares to bargain with him so boldly?

"Thank you, son." Su Qingran smiled, and stepped forward to refill Murong Che's tea.

"Is this bad news..." Murong Che's eyes inadvertently fell on her red and swollen fingertips, and his voice paused, "Do you know martial arts?"

"No." Su Qingran hurriedly shook her head in order to prevent her flaws from being seen.

"The sixth prince asked this son to go to the paddock in the future. If you don't know martial arts, then you will only die."

"Your Majesty, please explain more clearly." The smile on the corner of Su Qingran's mouth suddenly froze.

After Murong Che finished speaking, Su Qingran immediately looked at him like a dog, "Please help me."

(End of this chapter)