Chapter 1010 Qin Zhou Biography 61

Mu Ning's story this time was much more detailed than what she had told Fan Qingyi before.

That was all, she didn't dare to mention more.

Qin Zhou listened to everything calmly, and then ordered Yuanbao to send her out.

She held the gold ingot and left nervously, and didn't dare to look at Fan Qingyi and Qin Zhou again from beginning to end.

Qin Zhou's aura was too strong, and she couldn't resist it.

"It seems that she only wants to tell you, and when I'm here, she doesn't dare to tell the truth." Qin Zhou watched Mu Ning leave calmly, and suddenly said.

"She may not know anything, maybe she just wants to take the opportunity to make some money." Fan Qingyi's face was unchanged, and he calmly told her about his encounter with Mu Ning in the teahouse.

He also asked Xiaotuanzi to report him before he went out, and he acted uprightly, and there was nothing to hide.

Qin Zhou nodded after listening, staring at him, and asked in a normal tone: "Miss Song will be looking for a husband in three days, are you going?"

"Why not?" Fan Qingyi was suddenly stared at so seriously by her, and was a little overwhelmed for a while, saying, "Let's join in the fun."

"Okay."

For three consecutive days, Fan Qingyi had no chance to go out alone.

For some reason, Murong Jin has been particularly sticky to him recently, like a piece of dog-skin plaster, even if Qin Zhou comes to peel it off himself, it can't be peeled off.

It was raining intermittently outside again, although not as heavy as the first day, but it was comfortable enough. Liuzhou is in a good location and the drainage is normal, so there is no big problem, but the rain in some areas is not so polite.

So Qin Zhou's things have become more and more things, and she spends most of her time in her room to handle official business, wishing that someone could help her take care of her son.

"Master uncle, when are we going out to play?" Murong Jin raised his face full of grievances in the pile of books.

Fan Qingyi, who was sitting on the side reading a book, didn't even raise his eyelids, and just said, "Have you finished writing?"

"Can I go out to play after I finish copying these 10,000 words?" Murong Jin raised his hand, which was a little swollen because of holding the pen for a long time, and asked more aggrievedly.

Fan Qingyi gently turned the page and said calmly, "It still depends on the weather. If it is still drizzling or cloudy, your mother may want you to practice boxing for two more hours, or play games." The implication is that you should give up.

"Then why were you able to go out last time when it rained?" Seeing that he didn't pay attention to his emotional drama at all, Murong Jin simply lay on the desk and resisted weakly.

He felt like he was about to sprout.

Fan Qingyi put down the book and suddenly approached him with an unfathomable look on his face: "Sometimes adults don't need reasons to do things. You will know this when you grow up."

Murong Jin wanted to ask again, but someone came in and interrupted him.

"Mr. Fan, our young master invites you over." Xiao Jinzi asked.

"Okay."

Fan Qingyi rubbed Murong Jin's little head and stood up: "I'll go see if your mother has anything to do. You should write obediently first."

"Go, go."

Fan Qingyi left in a hurry and didn't notice the cunning flash in Murong Jin's eyes.

As soon as he left, Xiao Jinzi quickly came in to replace him and stood by the door of the inner room waiting for instructions.

"I'm a little tired after practicing calligraphy for so long. I want to eat Fire Cloud Fairy Bean Cake. You go and make it for me." Murong Jin put down his pen.

This Fire Cloud Fairy Bean Cake is Murong Jin's favorite cake. It has extremely high requirements for sweetness, appearance and cooking time. Every time, Xiao Jinzi has to watch the imperial chefs make it.

"I'll go right away." Xiao Jinzi didn't doubt him. He told the guards outside the door and went down himself.