When Su Qingran heard Xiao Shitou's tender and timid voice, her old face flushed out of control.

This kid wouldn't misunderstand the two of them, right?

Jun Qinghan was also a little embarrassed and wanted to lift Xiao Shitou out, but the child was afraid of him and was so scared that he went straight into Su Qingran's arms.

Su Qingran couldn't help but roar in her heart: I'm not wearing clothes yet...

Sweaty!

"Chuchu!" Jun Qing called out with a cold face.

But after a moment, Chuchu rushed over and looked at the indescribable scene in the room and was slightly stunned.

"Take the little stone out!"

"Yes, I will take him out now." Chuchu was so scared that she didn't dare to raise her hand, picked up Xiao Shitou and walked out.

"I won't leave, I want to protect my brother, and the bad uncle will bully him..."

Su Qingran: “…”

It's over, her old face is about to be completely lost!

"You can't leave!" Jun Qinghan suddenly realized how wrong it was to let Xiao Shitou follow Su Qingran.

"Yes." Chuchu was so scared that she hugged Xiao Shitou and didn't dare to look back.

Jun Qinghan looked at the woman who wrapped herself in the quilt with a calm face and threw the clothes beside her over.

"Next time I will apply medicine, come to me to take the initiative!"

After saying that, Jun Qinghan went back to the study with a gloomy face.

Seeing that his face was not good, Zhao Zhong carefully went up to him, "King Han, I have prepared all the things to Jingzhou as you ordered."

Jun Qing nodded invisible and stepped into the study.

Inside, Murong Che was constantly plucking around several boxes, picking and picking.

There were a few old ginsengs picked up on his hand.

Jun Qinghan frowned, "Why are you here? Didn't you say you don't come out if you're fine?"

"I heard from Zhao Zhong that you are going to Jingzhou in two days. He has prepared some good things for you. I'll see if I have emptied my Yong'an Marquis Mansion."

Murong Che has been uninterested in politics since he was a child, but he likes to do business.

Merchants are profitable and are mostly stingy, while Murong Che is the most stingy.

After hearing his words, Zhao Zhong couldn't help but feel a little stiff, "Criminal, don't worry, how dare I take good things?"

"I still said I didn't dare, what is this?" Murong Che said as he raised the old ginseng in front of him.

Zhao Zhong's expression stagnated, "King Han has been in poor health these days. Now he is going to Jingzhou and rushing around. I'm going to take a few ginseng to help the prince's body."

"So good to him? Whose housekeeper are you? Now that you have been with Jun for a while, do you still recognize me as your master?" Murong Che looked at Zhao Zhong with a grudge.

"Slaves dare not."

"These are all thousand-year-old ginseng I have treasured. They are expensive. I keep them but I want to nourish my Lingling! Don't forget that Lingling will be your mistress in the future!"

"Then you have to pass the door and talk about it." Zhao Zhong murmured in a low voice.

"What did you say? Do you think that if someone with the surname Jun supports you now, even I, the prince, don't take it seriously?" Murong Che was immediately angry.

"It's just a few thousand-year-old ginseng." Jun Qinghan looked at Murong Che and spoke coldly and disdainfully.

"I know that your Han Palace is not short of this, but aren't you in my Yong'an Palace now?" Murong Che said and walked over.

He looked at Jun Qinghan's thin figure, gritted his teeth in pain, and handed over an old ginseng, "For the sake of your and my brothers for many years, I'll give you one."
Chapter completed!