Chapter 962

Although Qin Zhou was attacked in the summer resort, he didn't mean to go back to the imperial palace. A group of Ministers rushed to Qin Zhou and knelt down at the gate of Qin Zhou's courtyard early in the morning to ask her back.

It's rare for Murong Jin to come here. Qin Zhou is not willing to go back. She managed to deal with this group of people and deal with some government affairs. She had time to come to fan Qingyi in the afternoon.

As soon as I entered the door, I saw fan Qingyi sitting in the yard basking in the sun, playing with the ring, very comfortable.

"How are you today, Mr. Fan?"

Fan Qingyi saw that it was Qin Zhou coming and got up to salute.

"Thanks to your majesty Hong Fu, Cao min's injury is OK." With that, he covered his chest with his hand and coughed twice.

His skin color was originally white, and his lips were not bloody. At this time, he coughed so many times that he really felt very serious.

Qin Zhou quickly helped him up and said with a worried face: "the imperial doctor said that the assassin's toxicity has been solved, but after all, he has already hurt his vitality. It won't be better in a few months. You don't have to salute me when you see me. "

"The grasshopper obeys." Fan Qingyi's lips are slightly tilted. Qin Zhou's words are exactly what he wants.

They sat down with each other in mind, and the eunuch on one side put the tonic soup in his hand.

"This is the perfect tonic soup I specially ordered for you. Drink it while it's hot." Qin Zhou hands it out and hands it to fan Qingyi.

"Thank you, my Lord." Tang Tang, the king of a country, even personally gave him soup, fan Qingyi repeatedly thanks, took over.

Fan Qingyi smelled a sweet and greasy smell before he could get to the mouth. The medicine in the bowl was black and oily, just like oil mixed with pure dark chocolate sauce.

Fan Qingyi's face is a little stiff. He doesn't like sweets. This bowl of black looks really hard to swallow, but Qin Zhou looks forward to staring at him

Hold your breath and drink, fan Qingyi almost didn't hang here on the spot.

If it wasn't for the toxicity of the soul snatching ring, he would have thought it was a bowl of poison.

This so-called Shiquan Dabu soup is quite impressive and has endless aftertaste. It's numb, spicy, greasy and bitter. It's like swallowing a few Jin of nearly caked chili dark chocolate oil. "How do you feel, Mr. Fan? It's specially made by the imperial doctors. The ingredients are all the best. Ten pots make one bowl. The effect should be good, right This bowl of Shiquan Dabu soup was strongly requested by ministers to be made for Qin Zhou. It is said that it is a secret recipe handed down by the royal family of the desert from a long time ago. The imperial doctors read all kinds of classics and spent several hours to make it. It seems that the curative effect should be quite remarkable.

Fan Qingyi poured two cups of tea one after another to slow down. His voice was a little hoarse: "grassroots, I feel good."

"I see that the color of your face is really better. If it's not that you can't drink more tonic, I'll ask the Tai hospital to send you a bowl every day. Let's just make up the soup and let the imperial dining room make more suitable medicated meals. " Qin Zhou was very satisfied and asked the eunuch beside him.

"Cough, cough! No No, the grassroots also think that one bowl is enough. The diet is just as usual, otherwise the grass people are afraid that they will overdo it. " Fan Qingyi nearly choked to death by tea.

If Qin Zhou's expression was not really serious, he would really think that she was avenging instead of repaying her kindness.

Qin Zhou thought for a while and agreed. She was also afraid that fan Qingyi would not be compensated.

They lost the topic for a moment, and the air suddenly quieted down.

"Your Majesty..." "Zhuang Shi fan..."

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