Capítulo 841: Chapter 822: I See You’re Quite Good at Tooting Your Own Horn
Qin Liuxi sat down in her courtyard and was given a bowl of ginseng soup, all made from the sa ginseng whisker. Qi Huang originally intended for the few people in the courtyard to drink it, but since the master returned, she would naturally be prioritized.
“Drink up quickly to replenish your energy. You shouldn’t have used your True Qi just now,” Qi Huang said with a pained expression, reproaching her, “You’ve been overworking for so ti now, even the best of people can’t withstand such exertion.”
Qin Liuxi smiled slightly.
“You can still smile,” Qi Huang chided, rolling her eyes at Qin Liuxi’s noticeably thinner face. She happened to catch sight of the Little Ginseng Spirit quietly erging from the earth and walked over, saying, “Another one, please.”
Little Ginseng Spirit: “?”
“Without the master, there wouldn’t be you. Look how weak she has beco. A small one, let make a ginseng chicken soup for her, ginseng and chicken both eaten together.”
Little Ginseng Spirit thought: Although I know ginseng is ant to be eaten, hearing you talk about eating right in front of my face, why does it make feel so uncomfortable?
Qin Liuxi said, “Alright, don’t force it. This one bowl of soup is enough. Now that it’s deep autumn, if you have more, you might end up with a nosebleed.”
The Little Ginseng Spirit felt slightly uncomfortable hearing this, and decided to offer it anyway.
It willingly tore off a ginseng whisker and handed it to Qi Huang: “Take it. Don’t compare this spirit to ordinary ginsengs—they’re not worthy! Others might get a nosebleed from eating those, but not from eating , because I am spirit-ford.”
Teng Zhao observed its proud deanor, held back words, and kept silent.
If he whispered that you’ve been tricked, would it cry?
But if a ginseng spirit were to cry, would it shed ginseng essence? Could that be used to refine dicine?
The sudden murderous intent made the Little Ginseng Spirit’s hair stand on end.
Teng Zhao sat down, looking over at Qin Liuxi, and asked, “Master, with regard to the Old Lady, are you going to insist on keeping her here?”
“What do you an by insisting?” Qin Liuxi asked back.
Teng Zhao pressed his lips together: “As they say, if it’s ti for King Yan to take soone at the third quarter, they won’t survive till the fifth. But I know if the master wants to, she can stand against King Yan.”
King Yan: No need to save face for , I’m not deserving!
Qin Liuxi smiled: “Do you think your master would intervene?”
Teng Zhao shook his head: “Master, life and death are natural laws, intervening in the cycle of reincarnation, don’t do it!”
It wasn’t that he was cold; the Old Lady didn’t deserve it. Even if she did, against fate, how could it possibly result in good karma?
“Very well, ddling with reincarnation and altering fate is not advisable. Zhaozhao, rember this no matter what you encounter in the future. Even if it’s your master’s fate you’re thinking of altering, don’t!”
Teng Zhao was taken aback, slightly lowered his eyes, and his fingers began to rub together. If that day ca, would he insist on keeping her?
He dared not think about it.
Qin Liuxi gently ruffled his hair, saying, “Don’t think too much, follow to the dicine House, select a set of herbs for them to decoct. The Old Lady’s body is already at its frailest, I will try to sustain her life with dicinal soups, but how long she can hold on depends on her.”
Teng Zhao sighed with relief, glad that altering fate was off the table.
The master and apprentice entered the dicine House together. Qin Liuxi instructed, and Teng Zhao selected quickly, gathered up a portion of prescription herbs, and had the servant take it over for Mrs. Wang to brew the dicine.
Qin Liuxi was just about to rest when Qi Huang inford her that Qin Mingyue and others had co regarding the Old Lady’s health.
Bringing them in, Qin Liuxi remained silent, leading Qin Mingyue to speak first after waiting a while, “Elder Sister, will Grandmother be alright?”
“She is old.”
Qin Mingyue’s heart sank.
Qin Mingxin interjected, “Is there really nothing you can do? Aren’t your dical skills impressive?”
“I am just a person, not a god. Don’t elevate to divine status, I don’t have the presence to sit on an altar,” Qin Liuxi glanced at her indifferently.
Qin Mingxin: “…”
This person is as maddening as ever!
Qin Mingyue, lost and disheartened, stood up and left without further comnts.
Qin Mingxin hesitated, stamped her foot, and followed.
Qin Yuyan and the others hesitated briefly, then gave a respectful curtsy to Qin Liuxi, sincerely expressing: “Cousin Liuxi, we couldn’t have escaped from the Song Family safely without your miraculous planning and assistance. We’ve been wanting to thank you, but haven’t been able to et you—thank you.”
They solemnly perford a grand bow.
“I’ve received your sentints, now go ho,” Qin Liuxi waved them off.
Not daring to linger, the two quickly exited.
This cousin wasn’t soone they could easily curry favor with. The best way to maintain a good relationship was to be obedient, listen, and show respect.
…
At dusk, Qin Liuxi went to Mrs. Wang’s courtyard and Aunt Wan ca out of the house, approaching her as soon as she saw Qin Liuxi.
“The Lady hasn’t returned yet.”
Qin Liuxi acknowledged with a nod, noticing Aunt Wan was wearing sothing thin, she remarked, “The weather’s getting cold, wear more clothes. Prioritizing looks over warmth isn’t wise, there are many things at ho now, falling sick would be a burden.”
Aunt Wan boasted: “Look at wearing sothing thin, but you don’t know there’s more to it—my attire is lined with a thin layer of cotton, warm and nice looking. Feel my hand—it’s warm.”
She went over and held Qin Liuxi’s hand, her brows furrowing: “Your hands are colder than mine.”
Qin Liuxi looked down at the hand grasped in hers, warmth radiating from the other’s palm, a sensation she wasn’t used to, and withdrew her hand.
“Shall I make you a garnt like mine? Even if it’s thin, it won’t leave you cold,” Aunt Wan offered carefully.
“I’m not cold,” Qin Liuxi replied curtly.
After speaking, she realized the tone might have been a bit harsh, fearing this silly concubine might be distressed and teary. Just about to soften her words, the other party laughed and responded.
The carefree Aunt Wan playfully chided: “No need to stand on ceremony with , I understand you’re just being stubborn, like those folks who say one thing but an another. It’s alright, I’m free anyway, and I’ve got good tailoring skills.”
Qin Liuxi: You really know how to flatter yourself!
Feeling she’d hit the mark, Aunt Wan began to size her up, muttering: “Have you lost weight? The waist is slimr, but the chest—flatter. Your behind isn’t as perky as mine…”
Qin Liuxi: “…”
She must lead a sinful life to be attacked about her figure!
“What are you two doing?” Mrs. Wang entered the courtyard with a weary expression, seeing the resignation on Qin Liuxi’s face, a mixture of curiosity and amusent, trying to smile despite her fatigue.
Aunt Wan explained: “I wanted to make her a softly padded outfit, so I was asuring, her hands are colder than mine.”
“Oh, then let Nanny Shen bring you so fabric,” Mrs. Wang smiled, then motioned to Qin Liuxi, “Shall we go inside and chat?”
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