Chapter 93: Who is the Poison Doctor? 2

Nangong Jing thought it was very interesting when he saw the look of chasing souls and not knowing how to answer, so he continued to joke: "Chasing souls, you should be twenty-five years old this year?" ”

The soul chaser was stunned for a moment, and replied honestly: "The prince remembers correctly",

Nangong Jing said "um" and patted the soul chasing on the shoulder, "This king will give you three years, if you still can't find the woman you like, when you pass your twenty-eighth birthday, this king will pick an auspicious day to marry you into the palace, and we will take care of each other in the future."

Nangong Jing laughed out loud after speaking, turned around and walked towards his courtyard, leaving him standing in place in horror, dumbfounded: Wang, what did the prince say? Want to marry him?

Chasing the soul wiped the cold sweat, it seems that you have to marry a wife early, but where can you find a girl who looks at the right eye?

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Finally got a good night's sleep, and Qianqian has always felt that it is a very happy thing to be able to sleep until she wakes up naturally.

The happiest thing: sleep until you wake up naturally, count the money until your hands cramp,

The saddest thing: sleeping until your feet cramp, counting money until you wake up naturally.

After Qianqian quickly washed up, she went to the kitchen to see how Nangong Jing's breakfast was prepared, and yesterday I heard Feng Mu Yao say that Ning Xue was poisoned,

Qianqian was worried after she got up, and wanted to go to the Prince's Mansion to see the situation of Ning Xue after Nangong Jing was properly placed.

Qianqian is still thinking, who should I ask to ask who the poison doctor is?

Qianqian was busy in the kitchen for a while, breakfast was ready, and she was waiting for Uncle Jing to get up.

When Qianqian was about to be around, he knocked on the door and asked softly, "Lord Wang, have you gotten up?" ”

Nangong Jing's lazy voice sounded in the room, "Hmm--",

Qianqian gritted her teeth, damn it, she was lying in bed again, right? I can't resist the urge to stomp on his face every day--

Qianqian took a deep breath, pushed open the door, and saw that a certain uncle was really still nested in the quilt, his clothes were half open, revealing his strong chest, he blinked at Qianqian, and smiled, "Qianqian, early--"

Good morning your sister! Uncle Sun is going to the west to learn the scriptures,

I really don't know, Nangong Jing is a gentleman, where did all the strong muscles come from, unhealthy think about it, his only exercise should be-

But can that really work out the pectoral muscles?

Qianqian quickly glanced at Nangong Jing's chest, and there was evil in her mind--

Qianqian still had a warm smile on her face, took the basin, put it on the wooden frame on the side, walked to the bed, pulled Nangong Jing's clothes casually, and secretly pinched it by the way, Emma, it's really muscle not fat,

When she raised her eyes and saw Nangong Jing looking at her with a smile, she was embarrassed, and she didn't know if Nangong Jing had noticed her evil little moves?

Qianqian squeezed out a smile and said in a good voice: "Lord, be good, get up, otherwise the porridge will be cold for a while, and the taste will not be good--",

The corners of Nangong Jing's mouth twitched slightly, looked at Qianqian and said, "Why, every time you talk to this king in this tone, this king feels weird?" ”

Qianqian's smile did not decrease, and said: "Then what tone does the prince want Qianqian to use to talk to you, or what tone does the prince like Qianqian to use, Qianqian just does",

Since Qianqian is so good, the corners of Nangong Jing's lips are hooked, and he said, "Call a husband to listen."

Qianqian's smile froze on his face when he heard this, and then he raised a smile again: "Wang Yesi|Spring?" Qianqian will go find a lady to serve the prince, and the prince will wait for a while--",

Nangong Jing: "......", this woman's Tai Chi is getting better and better,