Chapter 988 Qin Zhou Biography 39

"What's the matter?" Qin Zhou said in a light tone, and glanced at Fan Qingyi who was playing with the ring in his hand, with some unknown emotions flowing in his eyes.

"Little prince..." Prince Xiaoyao hesitated and looked at Fan Qingyi.

Fan Qingyi noticed the murderous look in Prince Xiaoyao's eyes, raised his glass and smiled gently.

He knew that Prince Xiaoyao was having bad intentions again, but he was not nervous. He would fight back and block the water.

And Qin Zhou was here, so he should not make any outrageous demands again.

After receiving the knife hidden in Fan Qingyi's smile, Prince Xiaoyao turned back angrily, his rat eyes rolled around, and continued: "My little prince thought that Mr. Fan was highly skilled in martial arts and had a good character. I wonder if he is married or not? Do you have any intention to get married?"

"This..." Qin Zhou's heart skipped a beat. His hand, which was about to pick melon seeds, stopped where it was. He looked up at Fan Qingyi and saw that the other party was looking at Prince Xiaoyao in surprise. He suddenly withdrew his hand, not knowing where to put it. He could only clench his fist and put it on his leg. He replied calmly: "Your Highness, just ask Mr. Fan about this matter. I don't know about it."

Prince Xiaoyao didn't get a positive answer, and he refused to give up. He turned his head and stared at Fan Qingyi closely.

"Mr. Fan, I wonder if you are married or not? Do you have any intention to get married?"

Fan Qingyi felt a little scared when he was stared at. He didn't know what Prince Xiaoyao was thinking again.

What does it have to do with him whether he is married or not, and whether he has any intention to get married?

No.

Prince Xiaoyao targeted him because he thought he was Qin Zhou's male lover. If he said he was related by marriage, would this hostility be reduced?

Fan Qingyi bowed and smiled, "Your Highness, when my teacher was alive, a marriage was arranged for me. After I mourn for my teacher for three years, I will marry the other party."

"Oh, the marriage has been arranged?"

Prince Xiaoyao's inquiring eyes moved back and forth on Fan Qingyi, trying to see the other party's thoughts clearly.

The other party smiled and nodded openly, without any intention of shrinking.

Qin Zhou, who was sitting on the high platform, suddenly felt a little sleepy and stood up: "This dance is really boring, I am a little tired. Let's stop here today, everyone have fun, I will go back first."

Everyone hurriedly stood up and shouted: "The old minister respectfully sends your majesty."

Qin Zhou's eyes were slightly cold. When he walked to Song Yuanqiao's position, he stopped and said with an unknown coldness, as if he was caring for his ministers, "I heard that Song Qing was ill today because of the recurrence of the injury he suffered a while ago. I wonder if he is okay?"

"Your Majesty, I just heard that my father was here, and I passed by here and took my father back. I have no other intention." Song Yuanqiao lowered his head a little uncomfortably, his dark cheeks were red, and he covered his arm and replied.

Fan Qingyi on the opposite side frowned slightly. When this kid just stepped onto the stage, he didn't see that he was in good health at all.

Qin Zhou hummed softly and continued, "Since it has relapsed, you should rest for a few more days."

"Thank you, Your Majesty." Song Yuanqiao couldn't help but raise the corners of his lips, and quietly raised his head and glared at Fan Qingyi.

Fan Qingyi, who was caught in the crossfire again, thought inexplicably, this Song Yuanqiao, could it be that he likes Qin Zhou?

Oh my God, so they all misunderstood that he and Qin Zhou had other relationships?

"Mr. Fan, do you want to go together or stay here to continue watching the dancers?" Qin Zhou turned around and asked coldly.

"Fan Mou just needs to go back to sort out the little prince's homework schedule, please allow Fan Mou to go with you, Your Majesty." He didn't want to stay and be a monkey for people to watch.

Qin Zhou glanced at him, his eyes stayed on the ring on his finger, and nodded gently.

After leaving the palace, Fan Qingyi felt a little relieved.

Seeing Qin Zhou getting on the sedan chair with an expressionless face, Fan Qingyi was about to look for his own sedan chair when he was reminded by the eunuch Yuanbao next to him: "Mr. Fan, please get on the sedan chair."

"Me? Get on this sedan chair?" Did he want him to sit in a sedan chair alone with Qin Zhou?

Eunuch Yuanbao politely explained: "Your Majesty came here in a hurry and did not bring an extra sedan chair."