Chapter 972 Qin Zhou Biography 23

Two days have passed since Murong Jin said he wanted to become a disciple. Although the ceremony of becoming a disciple has not been formally performed, the palace servants who come and go have already called Fan Qingyi Mr. Fan.

Fan Qingyi was powerless to complain. After all, it sounded better than "Fan Zhuangshi", so he didn't bother about it.

Qin Zhou was busy with government affairs these two days and didn't come. He took the excuse of taking a walk to visit some of the places he could go to in the Summer Resort, but there was still no clue and he couldn't contact the historian.

I think he still needs to contact Qin Zhou more and start from Qin Zhou.

Today his body has fully recovered, so he just took the opportunity of becoming a disciple to walk around Qin Zhou's yard.

Fan Qingyi took Xiaotuanzi and walked slowly to Qin Zhou's yard. Just as he was about to go in, he was attracted by a group of people standing at the gate of the yard.

I saw Prince Xiaoyao leading several men with different clothes and makeup standing at the gate. The only thing these men have in common is: good-looking.

This funny Prince Xiaoyao, is not here to give Qin Zhou a male pet!

Seeing Fan Qingyi coming over, the other party also began to look at him inconspicuously.

Fan Qingyi has a body that looks muscular when he takes off his clothes, but looks thin when he puts on clothes.

Before, when he was dressed as a hunter, he at least showed his muscular arms. Now he is not dressed as a hunter, but in the clothes specially prepared by the Ministry of Internal Affairs for ordinary nobles outside the palace. He wears a green robe on his body, and has a bit of the temperament of a gentleman.

Daqin does not have the ancient Chinese concept of hair that the hair on the body must be kept by parents, so his short hair does not look abrupt.

The more Prince Xiaoyao looked at him, the more pressure he felt. He left in a hurry that day and did not pay attention to the man standing by the door. Today, after a closer look, he felt that this man was so good-looking that he was just short of having the word "trouble" written on his face.

He then glanced sideways at the row of handsome men standing behind him that he had spent two days carefully selecting at the Prince's Mansion. Seeing that they were staring at Fan Qingyi with amazement, he panicked: It's bad, it's bad, I lost, and Daqin is going to be finished!

"You, are you the warrior who saved His Majesty?" You can lose the battle but not the battle! Prince Xiaoyao gritted his teeth, stood up in front of Fan Qingyi, and asked with his nose up.

Fan Qingyi could feel the hostility of this man towards him, but he could still understand Prince Xiaoyao's behavior. He smiled lightly, saluted very politely, and said, "Fan has met the prince."

"Humph..." Prince Xiaoyao rolled his eyes, ignored the row of handsome men behind him who were obsessed with him, and snorted coldly, "With this fragile little body, I really can't tell where it is strong."

Before Prince Xiaoyao could stare at the sky with his nose up, the eunuch Yuanbao who was ordered to come out to invite him arrived.

"Your Majesty, please come this way." Just after Eunuch Yuanbao finished speaking, he saw Fan Qingyi standing aside and smiled apologetically, "Mr. Fan, you are here too. His Majesty may not be able to leave for the time being. Can Xiao Guazi take you to the side hall to wait for a while?"

"Okay, thank you for your trouble, Eunuch Yuanbao. You go ahead." Fan Qingyi said politely.

Eunuch Yuanbao really likes such a trouble-free nobleman. After telling Xiao Guazi about this, he went in to greet Prince Xiaoyao.

Before Prince Xiaoyao left, he rolled his eyes at Fan Qingyi again, then turned around and strode inside.

Xiao Guazi, that is, the disciple of Eunuch Yuanbao besides Xiao Zongzi, pointed to the other side very politely and asked Fan Qingyi to go over.

"Mr. Fan, that person has such a bad temper, don't take it to heart." Fearing that Fan Qingyi and Prince Xiaoyao would conflict, Xiao Guazi explained in a low voice.

Fan Qingyi smiled slightly: "I don't mind."