Looking at Qin Zichu, who was about to speak again and again, Su Jinyin really felt that he had a deep affection for tribulation with this master. Because she completely guessed what Qin Zichu didn't say.

She didn't even need to think about whether it was better for her to go to King Qing's place to serve or Zhiwei to go. Because that's simply not a consideration that changes the outcome.

Su Jinyin asked directly: "I don't know who King Qing's intention is for us?"

Qin Zichu was guessed, and when he looked at Su Jinyin's gaze, there was a little meaning. He replied, "Uncle Wang said that he would call someone to give instructions when the time comes." ”

Su Jinyin had no other reaction except for nodding.

She also felt that whatever she did to react was superfluous. Just like what Qin Zichu had given up saying earlier.

Soon, this one arrived a few days later.

The deputy general who had tested Su Jinyin's characters came to Su Jinyin and Zhiwei, and he asked, "Which of you will be a female celebrity?"

Scholar, female red?

Su Jinyin and Zhi Wei glanced at each other, and then the two replied, "We all will." ”

The lieutenant general asked again: "Then which of you can play chess?"

Su Jinyin replied, "I will." ”

The lieutenant general immediately breathed a sigh of relief and said, "That's you." Come with me. ”

Su Jinyin was actually prepared for this answer. But when she was really picked, she was still emotional.

There are accidents, there are expectations, there are worries, there are fears.

I didn't expect the vice general to convey King Qing's meaning like this, could it be that he didn't want any scholar, who would have more skills, who would be?

I was looking forward to seeing King Qing's appearance.

The rest of the worries are naturally afraid that their identities will be revealed.

Fear, is afraid of the moment it is exposed, King Qing's eyes.

Su Jinyin himself had a feeling that if there was such a time, King Qing would definitely be very angry.

Following behind the deputy general, Su Jinyin entered Qin Liang's study nervously.

In the study, Qin Liang was grinding ink by himself.

Seeing Su Jinyin coming, he raised his eyes and glanced at her.

Su Jinyin hurriedly and consciously went over to take over the messenger.

Qin Liang let go of the ink ingot and carefully selected it among the hanging rows of pens.

His slender fingers slid slowly through the dangling brush, making a subtle clashing sound between them.

Su Jinyin also looked at the past.

She found a new knife wound on the back of Qin Liang's hand.

The healed wound and scar had not fallen off, and it was clear that it had fallen recently.

When was Prince Qing injured? When was he chasing Jiang Guo's army, or when he was competing with Princess Wei Rui?

Princess Wei Rui shouldn't be able to hurt King Qing.

Su Jinyin was a little distracted.

"I can't write anymore. Qin Liang's voice interrupted her trance.

Su Jinyin hurriedly looked down at the ink in the inkstone, it was indeed too thick.

She apologized repeatedly, and wanted to use water to reconcile Qin Zichu who was about to speak in front of her, Su Jinyin really felt that she had a deep affection for suffering with this master. Because she completely guessed what Qin Zichu didn't say.

She didn't even need to think about whether it was better for her to go to King Qing's place to serve or Zhiwei to go. Because that's simply not a consideration that changes the outcome.

Su Jinyin asked directly: "I don't know who King Qing's intention is for us?"

Qin Zichu was guessed, and when he looked at Su Jinyin's gaze, there was a little meaning. He replied, "Uncle Wang said that he would call someone to give instructions when the time comes." ”

Su Jinyin had no other reaction except for nodding.

She also felt that whatever she did to react was superfluous. Just like what Qin Zichu had given up saying earlier.

Soon, this one arrived a few days later.

The deputy general who had tested Su Jinyin's characters came to Su Jinyin and Zhiwei, and he asked, "Which of you will be a female celebrity?"

Scholar, female red?

Su Jinyin and Zhi Wei glanced at each other, and then the two replied, "We all will." ”

The lieutenant general asked again: "Then which of you can play chess?"

Su Jinyin replied, "I will." ”

The lieutenant general immediately breathed a sigh of relief and said, "That's you." Come with me. ”

Su Jinyin was actually prepared for this answer. But when she was really picked, she was still emotional.

There are accidents, there are expectations, there are worries, there are fears.

I didn't expect the vice general to convey King Qing's meaning like this, could it be that he didn't want any scholar, who would have more skills, who would be?

I was looking forward to seeing King Qing's appearance.

The rest of the worries are naturally afraid that their identities will be revealed.

Fear, is afraid of the moment it is exposed, King Qing's eyes.

Su Jinyin himself had a feeling that if there was such a time, King Qing would definitely be very angry.

Following behind the deputy general, Su Jinyin entered Qin Liang's study nervously.

In the study, Qin Liang was grinding ink by himself.

Seeing Su Jinyin coming, he raised his eyes and glanced at her.

Su Jinyin hurriedly and consciously went over to take over the messenger.

Qin Liang let go of the ink ingot and carefully selected it among the hanging rows of pens.

His slender fingers slid slowly through the dangling brush, making a subtle clashing sound between them.

Su Jinyin also looked at the past.

She found a new knife wound on the back of Qin Liang's hand.

The healed wound and scar had not fallen off, and it was clear that it had fallen recently.

When was Prince Qing injured? When was he chasing Jiang Guo's army, or when he was competing with Princess Wei Rui?

Princess Wei Rui shouldn't be able to hurt King Qing.

Su Jinyin was a little distracted.

"I can't write anymore. Qin Liang's voice interrupted her trance.

Su Jinyin hurriedly looked down at the ink in the inkstone, it was indeed too thick.

She apologized repeatedly, and wanted to use water to reconcile Qin Zichu who was about to speak in front of her, Su Jinyin really felt that she had a deep affection for suffering with this master. Because she completely guessed what Qin Zichu didn't say.

She didn't even need to think about whether it was better for her to go to King Qing's place to serve or Zhiwei to go. Because that's simply not a consideration that changes the outcome.

Su Jinyin asked directly: "I don't know who King Qing's intention is for us?"

Qin Zichu was guessed, and when he looked at Su Jinyin's gaze, there was a little meaning. He replied, "Uncle Wang said that he would call someone to give instructions when the time comes." ”

Su Jinyin had no other reaction except for nodding.

She also felt that whatever she did to react was superfluous. Just like what Qin Zichu had given up saying earlier.

Soon, this one arrived a few days later.

The deputy general who had tested Su Jinyin's characters came to Su Jinyin and Zhiwei, and he asked, "Which of you will be a female celebrity?"

Scholar, female red?

Su Jinyin and Zhi Wei glanced at each other, and then the two replied, "We all will." ”

The lieutenant general asked again: "Then which of you can play chess?"

Su Jinyin replied, "I will." ”

The lieutenant general immediately breathed a sigh of relief and said, "That's you." Come with me. ”

Su Jinyin was actually prepared for this answer. But when she was really picked, she was still emotional.

There are accidents, there are expectations, there are worries, there are fears.

I didn't expect the vice general to convey King Qing's meaning like this, could it be that he didn't want any scholar, who would have more skills, who would be?

I was looking forward to seeing King Qing's appearance.

The rest of the worries are naturally afraid that their identities will be revealed.

Fear, is afraid of the moment it is exposed, King Qing's eyes.

Su Jinyin himself had a feeling that if there was such a time, King Qing would definitely be very angry.

Following behind the deputy general, Su Jinyin entered Qin Liang's study nervously.

In the study, Qin Liang was grinding ink by himself.

Seeing Su Jinyin coming, he raised his eyes and glanced at her.

Su Jinyin hurriedly and consciously went over to take over the messenger.

Qin Liang let go of the ink ingot and carefully selected it among the hanging rows of pens.

His slender fingers slid slowly through the dangling brush, making a subtle clashing sound between them.

Su Jinyin also looked at the past.

She found a new knife wound on the back of Qin Liang's hand.

The healed wound and scar had not fallen off, and it was clear that it had fallen recently.

When was Prince Qing injured? When was he chasing Jiang Guo's army, or when he was competing with Princess Wei Rui?

Princess Wei Rui shouldn't be able to hurt King Qing.

Su Jinyin was a little distracted.

"I can't write anymore. Qin Liang's voice interrupted her trance.

Su Jinyin hurriedly looked down at the ink in the inkstone, it was indeed too thick.

She apologized repeatedly, and tried to reconcile it with water.