Chapter 477: Advising People to Study Medicine, God Shall Strike Me
Qiu Yuanzheng hurriedly said, "Madam, you have misunderstood. I absolutely did not mean that."
He said this with great seriousness, "Madam is the backbone of the entire family. If you don't take care of her, we will probably end up begging on the streets."
"Puchi!" Mrs. Qiu couldn't help laughing.
Seeing that she finally smiled, Qiu Yuanzheng breathed a sigh of relief. He gritted his teeth and said in a low voice, "This brat, he makes you worry even when he's not at home."
Before he could say anything else, Mrs. Qiu's face turned cold in an instant, "How dare you!"
She put her hand gently on her chest, as if she was feeling a little uncomfortable.
Qiu Yuanzheng was so frightened by her action that he almost lost his soul. He hurriedly said, "Don't worry, Madam. I won't beat him when I get back."
Mrs. Qiu's eyes widened. "You are so good, Qiu Yuanzheng, are you still planning to take action?"
"My husband never said anything about taking action. Madam, you misheard."
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"Ah, how could there be such a perverted person who actually enjoys torturing women!"
Qiu Ling begged Song Yanxi to tell him about Wen Qi's deeds, and her face turned pale after listening.
She gritted her teeth and cursed, "This beast deserves to go to the eighteenth level of hell."
She pulled Song Yanxi and asked nervously, "Sister, if he becomes the emperor of Liang, will we have to fight again?"
If Wen Qi ascends the throne, war between the two countries will be inevitable.
Now that Emperor Liang is seriously ill and is just waiting for him to take his last breath, Wen Qi, as the crown prince, will naturally ascend to the throne.
When Ke Shan was alive, he could still provide some constraints.
There was no one in Liang State who could threaten his position.
But when she met Qiu Ling's innocent and clear eyes, Song Yanxi couldn't bear to tell her the truth.
"elder sister……"
"Wen Qi is brutal and cruel, and many of his subordinates are disobedient. He cannot sit firmly on the throne."
Qiu Ling hurriedly looked at Mo Jinchuan and said excitedly: "Your Highness, if there is civil unrest in Liang, then that damn Prince Liang will not pose a threat to us, right?"
Mo Jinchuan nodded his chin slightly, "Ms. Qiu is very smart."
Being suddenly praised, Qiu Ling felt a little embarrassed and said, "Ling'er is not smart, Sister Ruyue is..."
She changed her words mid-sentence and said, "Sister Yanxi is the smartest."
She counted on her fingers, listing Song Yanxi's strengths, "Sister is beautiful, gentle, and has excellent medical skills.
She is the best sister Ling'er has ever met."
Mo Jinchuan curled the corners of his lips, his eyes dark as he said, "She is indeed very good."
After receiving recognition, Qiu Ling spoke even more enthusiastically, and at the end she said, "It would be even better if Sister could be Ling'er's sister-in-law."
Upon hearing this, the smile on Mo Jinchuan's face suddenly froze.
This little girl actually has such ambition.
She is worthy of being Qiu Yuanzheng's daughter.
Song Yanxi didn't expect the little girl to be so persistent, and frowned slightly.
Just as she was about to say something, Qiu Ling said, "I know my sister doesn't like my brother. It's okay. Relationships can be cultivated."
"Oh?" Mo Jinchuan raised his eyebrows and became interested.
Qiu Ling turned around and asked, "Your Highness, didn't you hear it just now?"
Mo Jinchuan glanced at Song Yanxi and pretended not to know what to ask, "Is this what I should hear?"
Seeing that he really didn't hear it, Qiu Ling grinned and said, "No, sister didn't say anything."
Mo Jinchuan: "..."
This little girl is so clever, but she is not as easy to fool as her brother.
Seeing him being humiliated, Song Yanxi couldn't help but curl the corners of her lips and asked with a smile: "Does Ling'er like the prince's little daughter?"
Qiu Ling's eyes sparkled and she nodded quickly.
Who can not like such a cute little girl with a sweet mouth?
If her mother hadn't refused to agree, she would have wanted to steal the little guy home yesterday.
Qiu Ling glanced at Mo Jinchuan and asked in a low voice, "Sister, can you steal Jiaojiao out?"
Song Yanxi said softly, "There's no need to steal. If you want to see her, just send someone to deliver a letter to Prince Jin's Mansion."
Qiu Ling's eyes widened and she quickly shook her head.
Afraid that Song Yanxi might misunderstand, she leaned close to her ear and whispered, "I heard from Sister Ruyue and the others that Prince Jin's Mansion never accepts visiting cards."
"Is this really true?"
Song Yanxi looked at Mo Jinchuan and thought for a moment before saying, "Your Highness, please send an invitation to the Qiu Mansion in a few days to invite Aunt Qiu and Sister Ling'er to attend Miss Jiaojiao's birthday banquet."
"Miss Jiaojiao is going to have a birthday?"
Qiu Ling said in frustration, "Sister, why didn't you tell me earlier? I'm afraid it's too late to embroider the birthday gift now."
When she thought of that cute little baby girl, she couldn't help but frown.
Mo Jinchuan said: "It's okay, as long as the intention is there."
Qiu Ling shook her head and said with a stern face, "That won't work. I'm your aunt, how can I go there empty-handed and shamelessly?"
As she spoke, she hurriedly pulled Song Yanxi and whispered, "Sister, help me think about what children like and what gifts I should prepare.
A handkerchief? No, no, that's too simple.
Shoes are no good either. I don’t know how to sew soles, and if I ask my mother for help, my father will definitely beat me.”
Song Yanxi said with embarrassment, "How about in a couple of days, I'll go with you to the shop and pick some?"
Qiu Ling shook her little head like a rattle, "No, no."
She said seriously, "Birthday gifts are like any other. They must be sincere. How can something bought from a store count?"
Hearing her say this, Song Yanxi also felt troubled.
She hasn't even decided what to give as a birthday gift.
When it comes to needlework, her embroidery skills are barely passable and are really nothing to show off.
As for other directors?
It would be inappropriate for her to show up at Jiaojiao's birthday party with a medicine box and ask her to kneel down, kowtow three times, and call her "Master."
If you encourage others to study medicine, you will be struck by lightning.
Not to mention that the prince was reluctant, even she couldn't bear to teach the little girl medicine.
This time, it was Qiu Ling's turn to persuade Song Yanxi.
"Sister, didn't the prince just say it all? Just express your gratitude."
Song Yanxi sighed softly, "As an aunt, I'm not that shameless."
Qiu Ling smiled and threw herself into her arms, humming softly, "Sister is making fun of people, Ling'er is angry."
Song Yanxi coaxed her, "Good girl Ling'er, don't be angry."
Listening to her gentle voice, Qiu Ling rubbed against her and said in a muffled voice, "Sister is so nice."
Looking at the intimate posture of the two, Mo Jinchuan licked his back teeth and laughed angrily.
It's nothing, it's just an eyesore.
While feeling jealous, Mo Jinchuan cursed himself in his heart.
After all, you are a seven-foot-tall man. How can it be wrong for you to be jealous of a little girl?
But the next moment, he didn't think so.
Because Qiu Ling was hugging her, she blurted out, "Sister, why don't you be Ling'er's sister-in-law?"
Song Yanxi: "This..."
Young General Qiu is indeed a good man. He is handsome and upright, and he has also learned good martial arts. His Majesty has entrusted him with important tasks at such a young age.
Moreover, the Qiu family has a clean and upright tradition, and the two elders of the Qiu family are both sensible people. After she marries into the family, there will definitely not be any of the troublesome things that happen in other families' backyards when they torture their daughters-in-law.
The young general is only seventeen years old this year, but he has made great military achievements. In the future, he may be able to obtain a title and earn a title of consort for his wife.
Speaking of which, it is really a great marriage.
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