Chapter 1004 Qin Zhou Biography 55

As soon as these words came out, someone immediately asked: "Where did you get the news? We have never heard of it."

"Yes, is it true that His Majesty chooses a concubine?" Someone started talking one after another.

The first person to speak was a man with short hair, about thirty years old, with a bit of a sinister look. Seeing that no one believed it, he smiled disdainfully and said with some pride: "Am I deceiving you about such a big thing? To tell you the truth, my cousin's eldest son's daughter-in-law is in Mr. An's house. That’s what she told me.”

"Then your Majesty really wants to choose a concubine?"

"Wow, no, what are the requirements for His Majesty to choose a concubine?" A bald man shouted excitedly.

"Come on, no matter how low the requirements are, I can't choose you."

"That's right." Everyone grabbed him and laughed happily.

Fan Qingyi listened intently and gradually pictured Qin Zhou's stern little face in his mind. He felt that it would be difficult for anyone to be worthy of such an outstanding woman.

Moreover, in modern times, she is several levels higher than the elite female doctor, female doctor, and rich woman. It is difficult for anyone to dare to like her blatantly.

The handsome men that Prince Xiaoyao brought into the palace before were all good-looking and had their own abilities, but Qin Zhou didn't keep any of them and even kicked Prince Xiaoyao out.

Thinking of this, Fan Qingyi couldn't help laughing.

Mu Ning held his chin with both hands and stared at him, his eyes couldn't help but be blurred, and he became more determined to take him down.

How could there be such a good-looking man?

Speaking of getting married, the man who initially talked about Qin Zhou said again, "I heard that Miss Song is also looking for a bride."

Miss Song?

Fan Qingyi's attention was attracted again.

Then I heard someone sigh and say, "Oh, Miss Song is also a hard-working woman. She has managed to survive these few years, but she still hasn't enjoyed much happiness."

"Isn't that right? Miss Song is a living Buddha. She helped treat my boy's leg. She only charged me some money for the medicine."

"The same goes for my family. I really hope that God will bless Miss Song and she will be able to meet a husband who loves her."

The more Fan Qingyi listened, the more something was wrong. What happened to Miss Song?

Just as he was about to ask, he heard someone whisper: "You dare to gossip about the Song family at your own risk."

In an instant, the entire teahouse fell silent, and the only sound that could be heard was the patter of rain outside, which did not diminish at all.

Why does everyone dare to gossip about Qin Zhou, but no one dares to gossip about the Song family?

Are this Song family the same family as Mr. Song who followed King Xiaoyao?

Fan Qingyi was a little curious, but seeing how everyone was afraid to speak, he knew it would be difficult to ask.

When the rain stopped, he went to find the notice, and then asked the short-haired man to buy news about the Song family.

"Sir, do you also want to participate in Miss Song's marriage recruitment?" Mu Ning asked hesitantly, seeing that his attention had been on the gossiping crowd over there.

When Fan Qingyi heard what she said, he looked at her and asked, "Does the girl also know about this?"

"The streets and alleys are covered with notices. Who doesn't know? Could it be that you, sir, like a woman like Miss Song?" Mu Ning swallowed with some difficulty.

Fan Qingyi glanced slightly sideways: "Like that? What kind of thing is it?"

Seeing him like this, Mu Ning knew that he had not seen Miss Song yet, so she hurriedly leaned into his ear and whispered: "Miss Song always wears a veil when she goes out, but I heard that there is something on her face. Such a big birthmark."

Mu Ning gestured, it was about the size of a bowl.