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Chapter 167: Really can't have more!

Hearing Jun Qinghan sneer, Murong Che gritted his teeth again, picked out the smallest one from the remaining thousand-year-old ginseng and handed it over, "Okay, two, really can't be more!"

Seeing this, Zhao Zhong immediately turned his head away and was embarrassed. He couldn't stand the stingyness of his prince...

In this world, I am afraid that apart from **, there will be no one who can make him generous.

"Zhao Zhong, put it away." Jun Qinghan ordered.

Two days later, early in the morning.

Since we were about to set out to Jingzhou, everyone got up early.

As soon as the sky was dawn, two green horse carriages drove out of the Yong'an Marquis Mansion.

Jingzhou is not far from the imperial capital, but it is a famous barren land facing the east.

Due to drought, the harvest is not good all year round.

The people of Jingzhou are poor and there is not much money to make as officials. Therefore, Jingzhou is the place that foreign officials are most reluctant to go.

However, this is such a place that was given to the second prince as a fiefdom by Emperor Xing.

From this we can see how disliked the second prince in Emperor Xing’s heart.

The second prince is gentle and clean, as clear as a lotus, wearing green clothes all year round, like an exiled immortal who is not as good as a firework on earth.

I heard that after he arrived at his fiefdom, Jingzhou, he built several thatched houses and opened a vegetable garden and a flower garden by himself.

He does not care about the world, is free and easy, and "picks chrysanthemums under the eastern fence and leisurely sees the southern mountains" every day, making himself look like a banished immortal.

The most commendable thing is Jun Qingli's life in Jingzhou, as well as his appearance as Song Yu, his appearance as weaker than Pan An, and his bad legs.

So there are people who are rumored that the second prince and Princess Changhuan were born with one-on-one sick people!

The minister of the Ministry of Justice was Wang Zuo, who went with Jun Qinghan and others.

He took two yamen runners from the Ministry of Justice and sat in the carriage at the end.

The maroon carriage was sandwiched between two green-paned carriages, and it looked a little out of place.

Jun Qinghan and Su Qingran were in the same car and were walking in the front.

On the long journey, Su Qingran was very bored and bored sitting in the carriage.

Especially when the carriage is bumpy, people will feel sleepy after sitting inside for a while.

She was sitting meticulously, and within a short while, she was already lying softly on the white fox fur blanket and dozing.

Jun Qinghan glanced at her tired look, didn't care, and let her fall asleep.

Amid the bumps, Su Qingran quickly fell asleep.

In her dream, she was still in modern times. The provincial department finally gave her two days off. She hurriedly bought a ticket and went home. While she was having meals with her parents, the courier suddenly rang the doorbell. She opened the courier and the strange piece of jade appeared in front of her. She turned black and she fainted.

"No, don't..." Su Qingran woke up from her dream and sat up suddenly.

Sitting in a daze, I was still recalling the scene in my dream, it was so real...

After a while, she turned her black pupils, met the man's look, and said in anger, "Have a nightmare."

Jun Qinghan's eyes locked Su Qingran's eyes that had not yet disappeared, and he slightly closed his eyes.

What did this woman dream about? She was so scared?

His eyes were drooping, and he accidentally saw the dazzling red color on the fox fur blanket, and his brows frowned slightly, "Is the wound on your back cracked again?"

"No..." Su Qingran looked along his gaze, and his eyes paused on the bright red for a few seconds before instantly understanding something.

Could this be...
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