The Prince Regent’s Violent Medical Consort

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Fan Qingyi and Qin Zhou just watched the moon in the sky and borrowed the moon to appreciate people.

Aside from others, Fan Qingyi appreciates Qin Zhou very much. Recalling the first time he met, Qin Zhou held the child alone, and was not afraid of the assassin who faced the crowd.

There is no so-called benevolent Virgin Mary, and the move is quick and accurate. Such a woman, even in modern times, is difficult to be ordinary.

"Who's there? Hey, Fan Zhuang, how come you haven't slept yet?"

Xiao Tuanzi originally wanted to sleep beside Fan Qingyi's door. After all, he is now Fan Qingyi's personal eunuch. However, Fan Qingyi disagreed, saying that he rarely wakes up at night and lets him go to the side house to sleep, so he did not find that Fan Qingyi was not in the house.

It wasn't until he fell asleep in the middle of the night that he wanted to get up and realize that Fan Qingyi was still sitting in the pavilion.

Fan Qingyi raised his head slightly and said with a smile: "It's a little stuffy in the room, I'll sit out for a while."

"Do you need a little to accompany you?" The little group moved forward.

Fan Qingyi got up, glanced at Qin Zhou's direction, and smiled and said to the small dumplings: "No, I just wanted to go in. It was late at night and it was time to sleep."

The little dumpling immediately followed and yawned, "Yes, you need more rest now. If you have any need, please order the little one at any time."

Qin Zhou's eyes followed Fan Qingyi's entry into the house, and then he returned.

This Fan Qingyi is interesting.

Early the next morning.

After Qin Zhougang accompanied Murong Jin to practice the sword, he heard Gongren come to report: "Your Majesty, King Xiaoyao seeks advice."

Qin Zhou raised his eyebrows and took the tea handed over by the ingot father-in-law: "Come for money again?"

King Xiaoyao, the former King of the town of Daqin.

Since Qin Zhou assumed the throne, he was named King of Qin's Xiaoyao. The title is granted, but there is no real power to protect him from glory and wealth.

It was precisely because of Qin Zhou's move that he had harvested many old stubborn goodwill.

Now that several years have passed, it is still that Xiaoyao Wang either asks for money or asks for money every time he comes over.

Grandpa Yuanbao stopped talking and hesitated for a moment before answering: "Xu is for Fan Zhuangshi?"

For Fan Qingyi, does he know his identity?

She naturally knew that Fan Qingyi's affairs would spread. These people were uneasy without inserting eyeliners into the palace.

"People can bring it over." Qin Zhou put down the glass with a chill in his eyes.

The king of Xiaoyao was kept by Qin Zhou for his delicious food and drink. With Qin Zhou ’s promise to keep his life free, his heart became wider and he became fatter.

Stomping a belly that was bigger than the pregnant woman in May, stood at the door of Qin Zhou's yard and waited for a call.

Looking directly at the newly built summer house, he couldn't help shaking his head and muttered: "Why is Qin Zhou so frugal, this wall has to be styled with gold bricks? This is also the way, why not put jade on it, so it looks like this Not as good as the king ’s palace. "

When the guards on the side heard this, no one dared to answer the call. They all guarded the door with solemn expressions, like sculptures.

Poseidang Xiaoyao Wang is still a talk of tuberculosis, standing outside and bored. Seeing no one here to take care of him, he turned to hold the look of the **** who was hurriedly going into the yard. "Eh, what are you doing?"

The **** shook his whole body, hugged the food box in his arms, and lowered his head and said with a smile: "Go back to the prince, the slave is from the dining room.

"It's such a hot day, do you still hold it tightly in your arms, do you want to heat it up? Show this king." Speaking of iced plum soup, Xiaoyao Wang couldn't help but lick his lower lip. He came all the way, already thirsty, came a bit of iced plum soup, it seems not bad! The **** saw that King Xiaoyao had reached out to grab, and hugged tighter, and took a step back: "Your lord, this is the Holy One!"