Chapter 4132: The original match of the Hidden Disease Lord (70)

Ji Changqiu frowned, how could this be good?
Isn't it all right to see?
Why doesn't He Lianfeng start? Seeking such an identity for Su Ruoyu, isn't he just waiting for them to collapse?
Otherwise, his father would have arranged someone to kill Su Ruoyu. After all, Su Ruoyu had harmed him, and his father was not so easy to give up.
Within two days, the people in the prime minister's house discovered that their son had an extra hobby, sitting in the study and writing short stories.
All kinds of weird and curious stories, they don't know what words to use to describe them.
In short, these stories are just one word, tacky, but they are also very attractive. When you read an opening, you especially want to look at the back.
Ji Changqiu's several entourages who helped organize the short stories were very excited every day. The stories written by the son were more exciting than what the storyteller in the teahouse said now.
After the prime minister learned about this, he couldn't help but rolled his eyes towards the location of Ji Changqiu's study: "Smelly boy with many tricks."
"But speaking of it, this kid's body seems to be much better compared to the previous few months." Especially with the recent diagnosis, the doctor said that if you take good care of it, you will not be short-lived. That means that the life of an ordinary person is not It's difficult.
Thinking of this question, the prime minister couldn't help but go to Ji Changqiu to ask about it.
He walked into the study and read two short stories. If there is more dog blood, there is more dog blood. It is so eye-catching, it is really suitable for the kind of story told by Mr. Chalou.
Well-intentioned, this kid.
He deserves to be his son.
If you want something, you have to work hard and think of a way. Even if you can't do something on the face, you can just look at the people.
"father?"
"Well," the prime minister nodded, "how is your health recently?"
"It's fine."
For his son, the prime minister didn't give up, and asked his own thoughts.
Ji Changqiu smiled faintly when he heard the words: "It should be the medicine given to me by Princess Ding. It is said that she brought it back from Beiwang. Although it can't cure the child's disease, it reduces most of the pain."
Upon hearing this, the prime minister felt that he was right to encourage his son to pursue someone he liked.
Such a good girl deserves his son.
The prime minister patted Ji Changqiu on the shoulder: "You kid, behave well and let people see our big men. They are not all like He Lianfeng."
"The story is well written. When it's sent to the teahouse, Dad will help you publicize it. Dad has two nails that I don't need in Dingwangfu."
Ji Changqiu: "Thank you, father."
(The two nails of the Ding Palace: So, our existence is not in the Ding Palace to do some sabotage or to detect any secrets, but to help the prime minister attract the attention of the Ding Princess and let the Ding Princess go to the teahouse to listen to the book?)
Within a few days, Tang Guo did hear new stories in the teahouse in the mansion. Even the red dates would say a few words in her ear. It is said that those new stories are particularly interesting.
The system couldn't help adding: [Host, it's your cute family. In order to attract you, I stayed at home every day to write stories a few days ago, and it was confirmed by the prime minister. I didn't tell you before, I think this can only surprise you when this thing happens. 】
"Red dates, stop talking, let's go and listen to the story."
Sure enough, Tang Guo's carriage had just arrived at the teahouse, just as Ji Changqiu's carriage had arrived. The two nodded to each other, pretending to be unfamiliar, and went to their original cubicle.
Ji Changqiu is a little nervous, don't know the story, can it be in her eyes?