Chapter 962: Qin Zhou Chuan 8

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Although Qin Zhou was attacked at the Summer Resort, he didn't mean to return to the palace. He caused a group of ministers and rushed over. He knelt at the gate of Qin Zhou's courtyard early in the morning to see her, and asked her to go back.
It is rare that Murong Jin came over, where Qin Zhou would be willing to go back. She finally managed to cope with this group of people and dealt with some other government affairs. In the afternoon, she had to come over to Fan Qingyi.
As soon as I entered the door, I saw Fan Qingyi sitting in the yard and basking in the sun, playing with the ring, very comfortable.
"Fan Zhuang, how is your body today?"
Fan Qingyi saw that Qin Zhou had come and stood up to salute.
"Your Majesty Hongfu, Cao Min's injury is okay." After that, he coughed slightly with his hand covering his chest.
His skin tone was originally white, and his lips were not bloody. At this time, he coughed a few times and felt really serious.
Qin Zhou hurried to help him up and said with a worried face: "The doctor said that the assassin's toxicity has been resolved, but after all, he has been hurt, and it will not be better for a few months. Before he is well-repaired, it is not necessary to see me. I salute. "
"Caomin obeyed his orders." Fan Qingyi's lips slightly curled, and Qin Zhou's words were exactly what he wanted.
The two sat down with their hearts in mind, and the on the side placed the tonic soup in their hands.
"This is the Shiquan Dabu soup specially prepared for you. Drink it while it is hot." Qin Zhou handed it out and handed it to Fan Qingyi.
"Your Majesty, Caomin." The prince of a state of the country, even serving him soup, Fan Qingyi thanked him and took over.
Without an entrance, Fan Qingyi smelled a sweet and greasy taste. Looking at the medicine in the bowl, it was dark and oily and shiny, just like oil mixed with pure dark chocolate sauce.
Fan Qingyi's face was a little stiff. He didn't like to eat sweets at all. The black bowl looked really a bit difficult to swallow, but Qin Zhou stared at him with a look on his side ...
Holding his breath and drinking, Fan Qingyi almost didn't hang here on the spot.
If it weren't for the poison ring in his hand to detect toxicity, he really thought it was a bowl of poison.
This so-called Shiquan Dabu Tang is quite unrecognizable and has an endless aftertaste. It's hot, spicy, greasy, and bitter. It's like swallowing a few pounds of nearly chopped chili dark chocolate oil. "Fan Zhuangshi, how do you feel? This is specially made by the doctors. The ingredients are all superb. Ten pots boiled into a bowl. The effect should be good?" This bowl of Shiquan Dabu soup is strongly requested by the ministers to make it. Qin Zhou drank the secret recipe that the royal family of the Desert has long since passed down. Doctor
We read through various classics and spent a few hours to finally boil it. The curative effect should be quite remarkable.
Fan Qingyi drank two cups of tea in succession before slowing down, and his voice was hoarse: "Caomin, I feel, it's okay."
"I see that the blood color on your face is really much better. If it is not for this tonic, you can't drink too much, and I will ask the Tai Hospital to send a bowl every day. If it is tonic, let the Yushanfang make more suitable medicated meals." Qin Zhou was very satisfied and asked the beside him sideways.
"Cough cough cough! No ... No need, Cao Min also thinks a bowl is enough. Meal is still as usual, otherwise Cao Min is afraid to make up too much." Fan Qingyi was almost choked to death by tea.
If it weren't for Qin Zhou's expression, he was really serious, he really had to think that she was avenging her instead of gratitude.
After thinking for a while, Qin Zhou agreed, and she was also afraid that Fan Qingyi would not make up for it.
The two had no conversation for a while, and the air suddenly fell silent.
"Your Majesty ..." "Fan Zhuang ..."