Chapter 976 Qin Zhou Biography 27

Fan Qingyi entered the hall alone and found that the air pressure in the hall was normal.

Qin Zhou sat in front of the dragon case and read a book, with a gentle expression on his face, nothing out of the ordinary.

"The common people have met Your Majesty."

Seeing Fan Qingyi come in, Qin Zhou stood up with a natural expression and said, "There is no need to be polite, Fan Qing. I invite you here today. I want to ask how Fan Qing is recovering and whether he can become a disciple?"

"The common people have recovered and are on standby at any time." Fan Qingyi lowered his eyes slightly. As Prince Jin's master, he could stay in the palace as a matter of course, and be alone with Prince Jin naturally. He could inadvertently pick up words from this little devil, and even borrow some help from him. Murong Jin's rights.

He usually doesn't dare to take the initiative to ask Xiaotuanzi about things, so as not to alert others. Now that there is such a good reason and excuse, he will naturally grasp it.

"That's good. I've already sent someone over to prepare. Fan Qing can come with me." Qin Zhou had a faint smile on his face.

Fan Qingyi nodded and said respectfully: "Your Majesty, please."

Following Qin Zhou slowly, Fan Qingyi found that Qin Zhou was polite and distant today.

Fan Qingyi, who suddenly came up with this idea, was a little surprised that he would make such a discovery. After all, he and Qin Zhou didn't seem to be very close before...

In addition to killing enemies together when we first met? have a meal together? Have afternoon tea together? And that time he fainted and Qin Zhou helped him cool down...

Thinking about it, two faint blushes quietly appeared on Fan Qingyi's face, and then they were replaced by a look that seemed lonely and helpless.

It had been so many days since he had been in this world, but he didn't even have any news about Zian. Instead, he had so many connections with the empress.

"Fan Qing?"

Qin Zhou wanted to ask Fan Qingyi that he was bored at the summer resort, but when he saw that he didn't reply, he suddenly stopped and turned around to see what was going on with him. Unexpectedly, Fan Qingyi didn't notice her stopping at all, and the two of them bumped into each other.

The two martial arts practitioners reacted immediately, taking a step back and lowering their heads in unison.

The palace servants following behind them stared at the two people with their eyes wide open and their mouths wide open, forgetting to react for a moment.

His heart felt slightly hot after being hit by Qin Zhou. Fan Qingyi was the first to react and apologized: "Your Majesty, common people..."

"Nothing, let's go quickly, Hutou can't wait any longer." Qin Zhou turned around hastily, forgetting even what I called myself, and hurried towards Murong Jin's place. It wasn't until they had walked a long distance that they released their slightly sweaty fists.

Fan Qingyi didn't know what to say and followed her, keeping a distance of two meters.

Usually, because of Qin Zhou's identity and aura, he completely ignored Qin Zhou's height. He didn't expect it to reach his heart, well, it's actually very petite.

The palace attendants behind them pressed their hearts that were beating fast and their mouths that couldn't wait to share this shocking secret with their friends, and followed these two people cautiously.

Apart from this, the only thoughts left in their minds are: Grandpa Yuanbao is wise, this Fan Zhuangshi, no, this little prince’s master, is really not simple!

Eunuch Yuanbao, who was mentioned in everyone's minds, was staring at the palace officials who arranged the supplies for Prince Jin's apprenticeship, striving for perfection.

"Eunuch Yuanbao, the little prince has finished bathing and changed his clothes." The palace man came forward to report in a flattering manner.

Eunuch Yuanbao nodded with satisfaction, waved his hand for him to go down, turned around and continued to stare at the arrangements of other palace people.

Although Qin Zhou asked for a simple apprenticeship ceremony, it was still a prince's apprenticeship ceremony and there was still no room for sloppiness.

Yuan Bao narrowed his eyes slightly and thought to himself, feeling more and more that Qin Zhou was not looking for a master for the young prince, but giving Fan Qingyi an identity.