Missy, She Always Doesn't Seek to Make Progress.

Taking the opportunity to spread the word and attract believers is the most basic understanding of being the heir of a Taoist temple. Qin Liuxi said that she will carry out it to the end.

Seeing King Ming and others taking the scriptures with confused expressions, Qin Liuxi smiled and said: "Believe in the Tao and maintain health, and you can live a long life!"

hehe.

They are believers of the Emerald Buddha Temple. Does this make them rebel?

Qin Liuxi gave Ming Hui an acupuncture and said: "From now on, Liu's doctor can give you acupuncture. Once your qi is clear, you don't need to do acupuncture every day, but you must cooperate with health care and take medicine. Your body cannot help but You are willful, unless you really want to die."

Prince Ming immediately said on behalf of his own Xiong Zaizai: "No, I will definitely keep an eye on him."

Qin Liuxi hummed, looked at him, and said, "Actually, I've really worn out the big one. It's okay to get a small one, and the girl can pass it on to the family."

King Ming was stunned: "?"

What does this mean?

Ming Hui was very smart and knew it right away and said, "You mean to let my grandfather have another child?"

"Why not?" Qin Liuxi looked at him: "Although it will be more difficult, if you insist on recuperating your body and taking medicine for a year and a half, you may not be able to achieve what you want."

Judging from King Ming's face, he could actually have another daughter if he worked hard, but his body was a bit obese and his liver and kidneys were insufficient, which also caused the essence and blood to be unstable, making it too difficult to have an heir.

Prince Ming's heart was beating loudly, and he felt a little dazed.

Does this mean he can still give birth?

Minghui looked at her grandfather subconsciously. If her grandfather had another child, would it be an uncle or an aunt?

Elders who are more than one year younger than me...

Ming Hui's delicate little face was a little dull.

Prince Ming received the look from his little grandson, and his whole body trembled. He smiled awkwardly and said, "Don't make fun of me. I'm almost an adult, how can I do it?"

"This is how old people come to be. If you really want to have a son at this age, you should be proud."

King Ming was even more embarrassed. He was proud, but just thinking about it made his face heat up.

"No, no, haha."

Qin Liuxi didn't care. Anyway, she just said it casually. At this moment, a waiter came in and said that a distinguished guest was looking for her.

Qin Liuxi said sorry to Prince Ming and the others and went out.

Prince Ming breathed a sigh of relief, looked at Ming Hui, and said, "Don't think too much about it. My grandfather is old, so he has no idea of ​​having any children. I will get you engaged in a few years, and you can give your grandfather some great-grandchildren." "

Ming Hui looked at him with a strange expression and said, "But she said that girls can pass down the family line, which means that even if you give birth to a child, you will also give birth to a girl."

King Ming was startled.

"The Ming family has not produced a girl for nine generations." Ming Hui said: "If only one could be born..."

That is simply more valuable than a princess.

King Ming's heart was a little swaying, he wanted a soft and waxy little girl.

"Grandpa, please renew your string."

When King Ming heard this, his heart skipped a beat: "Kid, don't talk nonsense!"

"The position of Princess Ming has been vacant for many years. It doesn't matter if she is replaced, even if she is divorced or widowed. We must ensure that my little aunt is a legitimate daughter." Ming Hui looked serious.

Prince Ming's head was buzzing.

He was just accompanying his grandson to see a doctor, but he was stuffed with a scripture, and now he was told that he could have a baby again, and then his grandson seriously talked to him about renewing his relationship. Just because of Qin Liuxi's words that the girl could pass on the family, he made plans for that illusory future little aunt!

My darling, do you believe in others too blindly, and you only meet two people now?

…

Qin Liuxi saw a familiar face. It was Mr. Yu whom he met by chance last year. He was dressed in casual clothes, but he could not conceal the majesty of a person in a position of authority around him. He was still accompanied by his personal bodyguard named Mu Xin and his young man Munian.

When Mr. Yu saw Qin Liuxi, he was all smiles, while Mu Nian and the others bowed to Qin Liuxi, poured tea, and stepped aside.

"Have you come to Beijing to take up a post?"

Old Yu curled his lips and said with a smile: "It should be said that Ding You has recovered."

Mu Nian said from the side: "My lord is now the Minister of the Ministry of Personnel of the current dynasty."

Qin Liuxi: "Congratulations."

Mr. Yu waved his hand and said: "They are all doing things for the people of Da Feng and seeking political power in their position. It is also a coincidence that I came here this time. Yesterday, Mu Xin escorted his family to the Jade Buddha Temple and vaguely saw you. I dared to check it out. I just found out you came to Shengjing."

"Do you have something to ask for?" Qin Liuxi looked at his face and said, "Looking at your rosy face and good health, it's not your business."

Mr. Yu laughed loudly: "I can't hide it from your discernment. After you administered acupuncture and medicine, and maintained my health and practiced boxing on weekdays, I am much stronger than before. If possible, can you give me a safe pulse?"

Qin Liuxi saw him stretching out his hand and put two fingers on it. After a while, he said, "Have you had some insomnia recently and have difficulty falling asleep?"

"I'm old, it's hard to sleep."

"You think too much and are too busy with government affairs. In fact, people should relax and tighten. One day it will be like a tightened string and will break." Qin Liuxi said: "Next When you return home from the morning, entertain your grandchildren, and do something to cultivate your sentiments, you can relax your mood and mind, so that you will be more energetic."

There was paper and pen on the desk beside him. Qin Liuxi took it and wrote a prescription. He said: "It's not a big problem, so I won't give you an injection. Take two doses of decoction to clear the heart, fire and calm the nerves. Eat a lighter diet." Just drink more and keep exercising.”

Mr. Yu smiled and said yes.

"For whom did you invite me?"

Old Yu said: "I have a friend who is not feeling well, so I wanted to ask you to come over for a consultation."

Qin Liuxi raised his eyebrows: "You can just ask Mu Nian to come over, and you don't have to come in person."

"That's not possible. I heard that the young master had a great reputation in the capital. He didn't have any acquaintances to recommend him, so it's obvious that he has no one. I heard that there are still people asking Jiuxuan if you are here? If Mu Xin hadn't had good eyesight and happened to see you. You, I really can only send people to Licheng to invite you. Now I have some luck."

"Isn't that friend of yours lucky?"

"You are absolutely right." Mr. Yu looked at her and asked casually, "If you have nothing to do, can you leave now?"

"Okay." Qin Liuxi was still willing to give him the honor of inviting him in person.

Only a few people had gone out when they met King Ming and his entourage coming out of another wing. King Ming was stunned for a moment when he saw Mr. Yu. Why was Yu Miao, the most upright person, here? He also knew Qin Liuxi?

Before he could say hello, Xiong Zaizai at home stopped Qin Liuxi and blurted out: "Do you really have a way to make my grandfather have another baby? Then help him nurse him back to health, and I'll renew his string for him!"

Qin Liuxi glanced at the expressions of Mr. Yu and others who were staring at Prince Ming in shock, and took a deep look at Ming Hui.

To be honest, I suspect you want to kill your grandfather so you can inherit his throne!

Prince Ming, who was forced to die: Live, must live, this grandson is very important!

Although I also want to finish writing it in one go so that everyone can read it in one go, but I am just a broken juicer. I only squeeze a little bit a day, and any extra drop will be a mutation, emmm~