My husband is the future emperor

Gentleman Lin: "Gu Qingcheng, don't change the topic?"

"Gentleman Lin, don't worry, I won't lose." Gu Qingcheng said weakly, "you are my husband. Your face is my meeting. I will never let you run around the medicine Valley naked. Don't worry."

Junzi Lin: "......"

sugar coated bullet.

In that case, can he believe it?

Can you believe it?

Huh?

Some can't believe it.

For the first time in his life, Junzi Lin wanted to be a deserter and escape from this "beautiful" pit dug by Gu Qingcheng.

Gu Qingcheng seemed to see Junzi Lin's mind. She said, "Junzi Lin, you can't slip away when everyone doesn't pay attention, you know?"

The scholar Lin glared at Gu Qingcheng fiercely and gnashed his teeth: "... Gu Qingcheng."

Gu Qingcheng coughed a few times and looked at Murong Xizhou with a guilty heart: "prime minister Murong, don't you start counting? If you don't count, I'll start counting myself?"

Murong Xizhou returned to his senses, looked at Gu Qingcheng, stretched out his hand to take the prescription in front of him, glanced at Gu Qingcheng, and pressed the prescription tightly with his big hand.

"Start counting." Murong Xizhou began counting.

Even in the face of an extremely simple and easy thing, Murong Xizhou also takes it seriously and delicately, just as he has always been rigorous.

In this world, no one can succeed for no reason. People who seem to be a little more serious than you have actually dumped you far away.

Gu Qingcheng wrote three pages of paper, the handwriting was fair and neat, and the beautiful small block letters with hairpins were very comfortable.

Murong Xizhou has a fast number, which is related to Gu Qingcheng's font.

"Fifty nine!!" Murong Xizhou finished counting, looked at Gu Qingcheng with complicated eyes and said, "you wrote one less than master mu."

One less?

It's a pity.

Or they'll be tied.

Gu Qingcheng felt a little strange. How could it be 59? Something's wrong.

"Ah ah... Ah ah ah... Lost... Lost!" Mu Yu, who was not too big, shouted, hoping that everyone in the world would know.

Although master Mu knew that this meant that Gu Qingcheng would lose, he won this game. However, in the face of this figure, he felt that the victory was not decent enough.

If the number of medicinal materials counted between the two people is more than ten, the gap is relatively large. In this case, he can barely accept it.

One... Depressed

I won too much.

It's embarrassing to spread it.

"You..." Mu Yu suddenly pointed to Junzi Lin's nose and said, "hurry up? Your princess has lost. You have to fulfill your promise and start running naked."

In the last five words, Mu Yu deliberately bites very hard. There is an element of provoking Junzi Lin in it.

Junjunlin didn't expect to be so provoked by a small milk bag one day. The key is that he can't refute it.

He looks terrible. Does he really want to run naked?

Xiao Se and Bai Wei can't wait to help Junzi Lin, but so many people are staring at his highness. They may not be able to help if they want to help.

But Murong Xizhou and master Mu didn't think it was too big. As soon as Mu Yu said this, they began to cheer.

Murong Xizhou: "if you lose, you will lose. I think the king of Yunan is a real gentleman. He is willing to gamble and admit defeat. He won't deceive a child."

Shit.

When did he say he would admit defeat?

Scholar Lin abdominal Fei.

Master Mu said, "it's just a lap naked. It's a very simple thing. Won't the Royal King feel embarrassed?"

A guy who doesn't hurt his waist standing and talking.

Since you think it's easy, why don't you come? Huh?

The gentleman Lin said something about suffering, and his resentful eyes looked at Gu Qingcheng. Dead women are all caused by you. Do what you want?

I can't ride a tiger. What should I do now?

He doesn't want to run around the medicine Valley naked. He doesn't want to die.

Gu Qingcheng frowned tightly when he met Junzi Lin's line of sight. It was just that hard to understand.

What the hell is going on?

She remembers that she wrote nearly 100 kinds of medicinal materials. In the process of writing, she knew it by herself. How come Murong Xizhou has 59 species after counting?

"Prime minister Murong, how could I only write 59? You can't count wrong?" this is the only reason Gu Qingcheng can think of.

Murong Xizhou said firmly, "Princess Yunan, I Murong Xizhou is in my prime of life. I'm not old eyed. There are only dozens of medicinal materials. It's impossible to count wrong."

Gu Qingcheng pursed his lips. "A horse stumbles, not to mention a man. Prime Minister Murong, don't be too self righteous."

Mu Yu said hurriedly, "you woman, if you want to cheat, just say it. Don't put all the responsibility on me, Murong. I'm not 250. How can I count wrong."

Two hundred and fifty Murong Xizhou: "......"

This boy, do you talk like that?

Seems to be defending him, in fact?

Compared him to 250?

"I want to count it again myself." Gu Qingcheng ignored the little boy. She said, "I must have written more than these. There must be dozens more. Prime Minister Murong must have counted wrong."

Dozens more?

Dozens more?

When Mu Laozi heard the speech, his surprised eyes widened in an instant. He was a little excited and incredible. He almost couldn't get up at one breath.

This girl has a big voice.

How many more.

Fifty nine kinds, plus these dozens, roughly estimate that there are nearly 100 kinds of medicinal materials. People at the poison sect level of the hundred poison sect may not be able to analyze nearly 100 medicinal materials from one pill.

If you are a top poison master specializing in drugs, you can do it reluctantly.

Gu Qingcheng dares to say so. Is she arrogant or does she really have the skills of people at the level of poison sect of the hundred poison sect?

"......" Murong Xizhou was so shameless that in order to prove himself right, he said: "if Princess Yunan thinks I lost wrong, I don't mind counting together this time."

Then Gu Qingcheng, Junzi Lin, Mu Laozi and Mu Yu volunteered to join Murong Xizhou's team and count the quantity of medicinal materials on the paper with him.

With so many people staring, won't there be any more mistakes?

This time, Murong Xizhou took his number more seriously. He has always been a person who meets difficulties and is not willing to admit defeat.

"Fifty seven, fifty-eight, fifty-nine..." under everyone's witness, mu Liuguang finished again.

Cough... Cough

There are still fifty-nine. There are no more.

This proves that what he just counted is right. Gu Qingcheng deliberately slanders him.

Suddenly, Gu Qingcheng blinked, turned over the last page of paper and asked everyone to face the front and back of the paper.

What everyone didn't expect was that the front and back of the paper were also densely filled with the names of medicinal materials. Gu Qingcheng said, "prime minister Murong, I wrote not only the front but also the back of the three page paper. Hurry up and continue counting."