Fan Qingyi and Qin Zhou just admired the moon from a distance, using the moon to admire people.
Putting aside other things, Fan Qingyi admired Qin Zhou very much. Thinking back to the first time they met, Qin Zhou was alone with his child, wounded and facing the assassins with no fear.
She doesn't have the so-called kind-hearted heart, and her moves are quick, accurate and ruthless. It would be difficult for such a woman to be ordinary even in modern times.
"Who's there? Hey, Mr. Fan, why aren't you asleep yet?"
Xiaotuanzi originally wanted to sleep next to Fan Qingyi's door, after all, he was now Fan Qingyi's personal eunuch. But Fan Qingyi disagreed, saying that he rarely woke up at night, and asked him to sleep in the side room, so he didn't notice that Fan Qingyi was not in the room.
It was not until he was bleary-eyed in the middle of the night and wanted to get up to urinate that he realized Fan Qingyi was still sitting in the pavilion.
Fan Qingyi raised his head slightly and said with a smile: "It's a bit stuffy in the room, I'll come out and sit for a while."
"Do you need someone to accompany you?" The little dumpling stepped forward in a flattering manner.
Fan Qingyi stood up, glanced in Qin Zhou's direction, and said to Xiaotuanzi with a smile: "No need, I just wanted to go in. It's late at night, it's time to go to bed."
Little Dumpling followed closely behind him, yawned and said, "Yes, you also need more rest now. Please feel free to tell me if you need anything."
Qin Zhou followed Fan Qingyi into the house and then retracted his gaze.
This Fan Qingyi is quite interesting.
The next morning.
Qin Zhou had just finished practicing sword skills with Murong Jin when he heard a palace servant come to report: "Your Majesty, King Xiaoyao wants to see you."
Qin Zhou raised his eyebrows and took the tea handed over by Yuan Baogong: "Are you here to ask for money again?"
King Xiaoyao is the prince who is the king of the former Qin Dynasty.
After Qin Zhou ascended the throne, he was named the King of Xiaoyao of Daqin. He was given the title, but no real power, to ensure that he would enjoy a life of wealth and luxury.
It was precisely because of Qin Zhou's move that he gained the favor of many old stubborn people.
Now, several years have passed, and every time King Xiaoyao comes, he either asks for money.
Eunuch Yuanbao hesitated for a moment before answering, "Maybe it's because of Mr. Fan's matter?"
For Fan Qingyi, does he know Fan Qingyi's identity
She naturally knew that Fan Qingyi's affairs would spread, and these people would feel uneasy if they didn't put some spies into the palace.
"Have someone bring it over." Qin Zhou put down the cup, with a hint of coldness in his eyes.
King Xiaoyao was well-fed and well-dressed by Qin Zhou, and with Qin Zhou's promise to ensure that he would live a carefree life, he gradually became more relaxed and fatter.
With a belly bigger than that of a pregnant woman in her fifth month, he stood at the gate of Qin Zhou's yard waiting to be summoned.
He stared at the newly built summer resort and couldn't help shaking his head and muttering, "Why is Qin Zhou so frugal? This wall must be made of gold bricks to look impressive, and the same goes for the road. Why aren't there any jade stones inlaid? It looks worse than my palace."
When the guards at the side heard this, no one dared to respond. They all stood guarding the door with solemn expressions, like sculptures.
But King Xiaoyao was a chatterbox. Standing outside, he was bored. Seeing that no one was paying attention to him, he turned around and grabbed the eunuch who was about to rush into the yard, "Hey, what do you do?"
The young eunuch shuddered all over, hugged the food box tightly in his arms, lowered his head and smiled awkwardly, "Your Highness, I am from the imperial kitchen, and I have been ordered to bring iced plum soup to your Majesty."
"It's so hot, but you're still holding it tightly in your arms. Do you want to warm it up? Let me see." Speaking of iced plum soup, King Xiaoyao couldn't help licking his lower lip. He had been thirsty all the way here, and some iced plum soup seemed to be good!
Seeing that Prince Xiaoyao was reaching out to grab it, the young eunuch held it tighter and took a step back: "Your Majesty, this is from His Majesty!"
(End of this chapter)