MTL - Missy, She Always Does Not Seek To Make Progress-Chapter 20 who is noble

  Chapter 20 Who is the nobleman

  When Mrs. Wang walked out of Qin Liuxi's courtyard, she lowered her head slightly, looked at the objects in her hands, and was in a trance for a while.

  She came to give Qin Liuxi the belated Jiji hairpin, but the other party returned her a jade hairpin.

  The moon-white jade hairpin is only carved with wish-fulfilling knots. Its color is not as good as the various jadeites she owned before, and it can be squeezed and moistened in the hand. It is definitely not comparable to a silver hairpin.

   "Ruyi hairpin, relax and everything will go well." That's what Qin Liuxi said at the time.

  Wang's eyes were slightly astringent: "This girl..."

  She pressed her chest, took off the cloth belt used to tie her hair, tied her hair with the jade hairpin, and walked away slowly.

  In the house, Qi Huang looked at the silver hairpin in Qin Liuxi's hand, and muttered, "Miss, that jade hairpin can buy many silver hairpins like this, so you're willing to do so."

   Don't look at the poor quality of the jade hairpin, but it is a magic weapon cultivated by Qin Liuxi, which seeks good fortune and avoids evil, but it is different from ordinary jade hairpins.

  Qin Liuxi played with the silver hairpin in his hand, and said: "But a jade hairpin is worth your protection. You said they didn't even send you a gift. Well, isn't this a blessing from the elders?"

  Qihuang disdained: "You can also admire such a silver hairpin?"

"The Qin family has been raided, and the northwest has to be managed, and the whole family has to chew and use it. The money has to be used tightly. If you don't care, how can you think that I and Ji don't even have a hairpin? If you have a heart, a silver hairpin is fine." Heart." Qin Liuxi's voice was light.

  Qi Huangdao: "You are generous and kind."

  Qin Liuxi smiled, noncommittal, and said: "She wears that hairpin, let's see if it can change her luck. If God is ruthless, then our family will have a funeral."

   Qi Huang was startled, and said, "You mean?"

  Qin Liuxi looked unpredictable, and said: "My brother, whether he can meet a nobleman depends on his fate!"

  While talking, Uncle Li’s invitation came from outside again, Qihuang suddenly looked like he was watching the show.

  Qin Liuxi is a little numb.

  Poor, a bit troublesome!

  …

  Far away on the road of exile in the northwest, approaching August, the temperature at night is already freezing cold, not to mention people wearing thin clothes, it is even colder to the bone.

   "Yan'er, Yan'er." A shrill exclamation resounded through the official road.

  The guards escorting the team looked at each other and walked over: "What's going on?"

  The middle-aged man holding his son with disheveled hair and wearing only his underwear looked haggard looking at the official guard, his face was full of pain, and begged: "My lord, my son has a high fever and has passed away. Please take my son to the doctor."

   As he spoke, he knelt down and kowtowed a few times.

   "My lord." A gray-haired, trembling old man was also supported by another son and knelt down: "My lord is merciful, and my Qin family will remember it in my heart."

  The official guard looked at the thin child, then at the old man, and said to another official guard: "The post station is not far ahead, I will take him there quickly to see if there is any doctor and how he is doing, it depends on the destiny."

   "Thank you, my lord."

  The official guard picked up the child and got on the horse, whipped the whip, and left in the dust.

  Inn, there is a caravan approaching at this time, and the officials and guards are coming at a fast speed, and they all avoid it.

  A steward came out of the post station, came to the carriage, and said, "Master, you can get out of the carriage."

   "I just heard some noise inside, what's the matter?" A slightly hoarse voice came from inside the carriage, and lifted the curtain of the carriage.

   "It was a child who had a high fever, and the medical seeker from the government guard seemed to be a sinner who was exiled to the Northwest with his parents."

  The middle-aged man with the hooked nose let out a groan, but he didn't care.

   "By the way, I heard that the child's family name is Qin, and it seems that he was assigned by Beijing Zhongfa!"

  The man paused, is his surname Qin?

   Maybe it’s because of the martial law in dahui. The app doesn’t display comments and other functions now, only the author’s is displayed. It’s been reflected~ Let’s see what’s going on in November~

   Hey, I haven't seen the cover refresh yet, so I still have to write!

  (end of this chapter)