My Lady Always Lacks Ambition-Chapter 949 - 928: Aunt Wan: Make Me Some Infertility Medicine

Chapter 949: Chapter 928: Aunt Wan: Make Me Some Infertility Medicine

Qin Liuxi took the initiative to ask about matters in the manor, to which Qi Huang answered without reservation.

"The people from the second and third branches have returned to the capital, making the manor suddenly quiet. Moreover, the Madam and the eldest aunt have both gone to the capital, so there aren’t many people left in the manor. Being in a mourning period, it’s quite peaceful."

"Is the Old Master also at peace?" Qin Liuxi was a bit surprised that her scumbag father would actually behave.

"He’s still observing mourning, so it’s not appropriate to go out. It’s rather tough on the two young masters, as the Old Master has caught them and made them focus on their studies. The Third Young Master often hides over here," Qi Huang said with a smile.

Speak of the devil, and he shall appear.

From outside came the sound of footsteps from two people.

Qin Liuxi walked to the door and looked at the two young men, one taller, the other shorter.

Qin Mingyan was stunned at seeing her, while Qin Mingchun rushed over with admiration in his eyes, "Big sister, you’re back."

"Mm."

Qin Mingyan came over and properly saluted, "Elder sister, greetings!"

Seeing this, Qin Mingchun belatedly followed suit and saluted as well.

"What are you here for?" Qin Liuxi looked at Qin Mingyan’s slightly pale face and said, "Haven’t you been resting properly? Your face looks so pale."

Qin Mingyan was somewhat pleased and said, "It’s because I’m still in mourning and can only eat vegetarian food, so I’ve lost some color."

Qin Liuxi had no harsh words to say. Her feelings for observing mourning for Old Mrs. Qin were indifferent because she had no emotional attachment, but Qin Mingyan was different. As the legitimate eldest grandson, he was raised with affection under Old Mrs. Qin’s eye, so it’s expected for him to observe mourning with a vegetarian diet.

"I’ll prescribe you a vegetarian soup remedy later and have Aunt Li in the main kitchen prepare it for you. You’ve suffered severe injuries, and you should not be negligent," Qin Liuxi said coolly.

"Thank you, elder sister." Qin Mingyan expressed his gratitude.

Qin Liuxi had Qi Huang bring the medicine pillow to take his pulse, then wrote a prescription to nurse his health and a list of ingredients for a vegetarian soup, giving them all to him.

"And you? Not going to school?" Qin Liuxi looked at Qin Mingchun.

Qin Mingchun grinned and said, "I am, but my teacher is sick lately and doesn’t want to pass it to me, so he let me stay home for a couple of days."

Hmm, Master Tang is sick?

Qin Liuxi suddenly couldn’t sit still and looked at Qi Huang, "Have Zhaozhao prepare the medicine box; I’ll go to the Tang Residence later."

"Okay."

"Let’s go back together." Qin Liuxi said to her two younger brothers, "I’m going to check on Aunt."

The three siblings left the courtyard together.

Main courtyard.

Qin Bohong was leaning on a large pillow by the south window, reading. Aunt Wan sitting beside him was idly pulling at the silk thread of a handkerchief, distracted and not understanding a word of the unofficial history he was reading to her. In one ear and out the other, she even stifled a yawn.

The master is acting crazy, insisting on reading to her, talking about the fragrance of red sleeves being added to the scene, it’s utterly boring.

If she had leisure time, she’d rather pluck some balsam flowers to dye her nails, but she can’t, being in mourning. How about making some small clothes?

Aunt Wan glanced outside and suddenly saw the three siblings entering the courtyard, her eyes lit up, seeing a savior coming.

She immediately stood up and rushed to the door, excitedly shouting, "Xixi is back."

The book fell from Qin Bohong’s hand. He looked outside and indeed saw Qin Liuxi returning, so he hurriedly sat up straight and poured some tea.

"Aunt." Qin Liuxi performed a salute.

"Ah, you’re finally back." Aunt Wan was enthusiastically warm, making Qin Liuxi feel somewhat puzzled. What was up with her?

Cough, cough, cough.

From inside came the sound of Qin Bohong coughing, reminding them he was still there.

Qin Liuxi walked in with a calm appearance and saluted, "Greetings to you, Old Master."

Qin Bohong’s eyelid twitched. What kind of messed-up greeting is this? It’s one thing she can’t call him "father," but she can’t even manage a "Father"?

"Can’t you even call me Father?" Qin Bohong was annoyed.

Qin Liuxi was not afraid of him and said, "I haven’t called you that for more than ten years; it feels unfamiliar."

"I’m still your father!"

"Oh."

Qin Bohong was infuriated by this attitude and said, "Where did you go? You were gone for more than a month."

"In seclusion."

Qin Bohong choked, recalling her identity and thought better of it, saying, "Since you’re back, let’s have a small family banquet tonight. You can leave now."

Qin Liuxi neither agreed nor disagreed and turned to leave.

Aunt Wan eagerly pulled her over, "Come sit in my room."

The two younger ones also wanted to follow.

Qin Bohong’s face turned green, and he said to his two sons, "Follow your father to the study; I’ll examine your lessons."

Qin Mingyan felt like he was mourning the loss of a parent.

Qin Mingchun only regretted why he foolishly followed them in. Wouldn’t it have been great to hide in Aunt’s room?

In the west room, Qin Liuxi watched Aunt Wan look out the door and then mysteriously closed it, causing her to smirk.

Was she guarding against a thief?

"What happened?" Qin Liuxi was somewhat curious, poured them each a cup of tea, and took a sip.

Aunt Wan sat next to her, touched her hair bun, and hesitantly asked, "Um, do you have any infertility medicine? Can you prepare some for me?"

Poof.

Qin Liuxi spat out the tea and ignored Aunt Wan’s disdainful look at her messiness. She took the handkerchief Aunt Wan handed over and casually wiped it, saying, "What do you want it for?"

"To take, what else?"

Qin Liuxi raised her hand to her forehead. No fever and then checked her pulse—just a little weak.

Aunt Wan nervously asked, "I’m not pregnant, am I?"

Qin Liuxi: "..."

Seriously, I’m your daughter, right? As a mother, discussing such a shocking topic with your daughter, is there really no issue?

"Why did you suddenly become desperate to take that kind of medicine?" Qin Liuxi’s face showed a complex expression.

Aunt Wan was full of annoyance, "I don’t want to keep taking contraception every time we sleep together. It’s annoying. But if I don’t, I’m afraid I’ll end up pregnant. Though it rarely happens, he seems to be not quite up to it. But the midwife says I’m quite fertile, the kind who can conceive easily. It’s still the mourning period, and if a child is conceived now, everyone will be in trouble."

Qin Bohong: This stupid idiot wants to embarrass me to death so she can be widowed!

Qin Liuxi raised her eyebrows, "The more children you have, the more stable your status is. Isn’t that good?"

Aunt Wan gave her a look as if asking if she was stupid, "In our family, do I need to rely on sons to gain favor? I’ve already had two and raised them well; my status couldn’t be more stable. Besides, having more children is harmful to the body, especially I’m not some eighteen or twenty-year-old young girl anymore. I’m living a good life; why risk my life giving birth? Am I stupid? I became a concubine for your father to enjoy wealth and luxury. Otherwise, why would I, like a delicate flower, want an old man more than ten years older than me? I don’t want to risk my life for children. It ruins the figure and could be life-threatening. Childbirth is very painful. To lose my life before enjoying enough wealth, wouldn’t that be a loss?"

Alright, true clarity in the mortal world!

"Anyway, I don’t want more children. Honestly, if it wasn’t too rebellious, I’d prefer your father to be impotent. After all, it’s the woman who suffers when taking medicine!" Aunt Wan looked regretful.

Qin Liuxi finally couldn’t help but laugh. Was this the performance of Da Lang needing to take his medicine?

As Qin Bohong walked to the study, he suddenly felt a gust of wind sweep up his trousers, chilling him to the bone, making him shiver.