The Prince Regent’s Violent Medical Consort

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The hot weather made Fan Qingyi even more irritable.

As soon as the shopkeeper left, he stood up.

Doctor A is missing. Fairy Rou Yao is in Da Zhou. The so-called Miss Song family is the closest to him.

He wanted to find the notice that the shopkeeper said.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he walked to the door, he was squeezed back by the people who were rushing to enter the teahouse, and at the same time heard the crackling rain sound.

The downpour fell down without warning.

Fan Qingyi turned to give them a place and sat down at the corner table.

The crowd rushed to the teahouse in a hurry, the shop was full of excitement, and the shopkeepers were so happy that they couldn't hold their mouths together, so that Xiao Er hurried to serve tea orders.

In contrast, he seemed quite comfortable on the side.

Unexpectedly, Qin Zhou did not have any restrictions on his freedom, and secretly did not send someone to follow him, but when he came out, the ingot father-in-law told him with a smile, it is best to come back to accompany Qin Zhou and Murong Jin meal.

Eh, what he said was intriguing.

"Son, can the little girl borrow a seat?" It was a little girl of seventeen or eighty years old who was wearing a blue flower skirt wet by the rain and holding a dripping umbrella.

Fan Qingyi raised his head, met his smiling eyes, and gently nodded, "Please sit down."

"Thank you, son." The girl put her umbrella down, sat down on Fan Qingyi's right hand, took out her handkerchief and gently wiped herself off the rain.

She lifted her delicate chin and twisted her handkerchief from her forehead to her cheeks, behind her ears, to her white and translucent neck, to ... The men at the tables next to her didn't dare to blink and hold their breaths, fearing she would miss something.

The girl's skin is delicate and smooth, and her facial features are very delicate. Especially after the rain, you can't see the traces of rouge powder. This dress is more close to the graceful outline, and it is more scratching. She thought so too, but when she turned to look at Fan Qingyi inadvertently, what she saw was that Fan Qingyi was lowering her head and playing with the ring in her hand. What's more terrible is that this person's face was not heart-beating. Never mind, still

Frown!

She has been scratching her head for so long, but this man only cares about the ordinary ring of the player?

To be reasonable, is she not enough?

She turned back angrily to look at the people around the table, and as a result the group of people was frightened by another horrendous chaos.

It seems that she is still very sullen. Mu Ning turned back unwillingly. Fan Qingyi was still thinking about the ring in his hand and drumming straight in his heart. Would this person be a good man?

No, it may just be that this person is more cautious and doesn't dare to peek at her.

Mu Ning thought so much, and evoked a lot of expectations in his heart.

She called Xiao Er and asked for a pot of hot tea.

Fan Qingyi, who was checking the information of Huanbao's collation site, watched a teacup suddenly appear in his sight, put away his ring, and thanked her: "Thank you girl."

"The son is polite, it is Mu Ning who wants to thank you. Mu Ning respects you for a cup." After all, Mu Ning picked up the cup in his hand and took a small sip.

Fan Qingyi also picked up the tea cup and replied, but did not drink. His fingertips rubbed against the edge of the cup, and he said lightly: "The girl is also polite, and does not help the girl."

Mu Ning was really powerless. A beautiful woman of her size was sitting next to him. He was indifferent, and he refused to be a thousand miles away.

The rain outside was a little bit smaller. The shopkeeper Xiao Er took out the umbrella in the shop and placed it on the counter, selling ten copper plates.

Everyone laughed at him asking for prices, and did not take it seriously.

Fan Qingyi wanted to get up and buy one, but after hearing the gossip of the seeds at the next table, he silently dispelled his thoughts. "I heard that your majesty is about to choose a concubine, do you know?"