Qin Shu came back to her senses immediately, her rosy cheeks slightly hot, and she glanced at Xie Lanzhi with guilty eyes.

"You were wearing clothes, why did you lie to me that you weren't wearing any?"

"And! I didn't want to touch you, you were the one who held my hand and let me touch you!"

In short, she must never admit that she was the one who failed just now!

It's really shameful!

Qin Shu pretended to be angry, but in fact she was almost fuming!

Xie Lanzhi lifted up his drooping hair. Because the buttons of his robe were not fastened, his whole body exuded a wild and unbridled nature.

He leaned forward and looked directly into Qin Shu's flustered eyes, and said with a smile: "I was just teasing you before, but now that you've taken it seriously, I'll let you confirm it yourself."

Such a close distance.

Qin Shu saw the mockery in Xie Lanzhi's eyes at a glance.

The blush on her face deepened, and she said angrily, "How could you be so mean!"

Xie Lanzhi reached out his hand and embraced his pregnant and angry wife, gently holding her in his arms with residual warmth.

"Ah Shu, thank you. I feel your attention. Thank you for everything you have done."

Qin Shu's hand fell on Xie Lanzhi's chest where his chest muscles were bulging. Just as she was about to push him away, she suddenly paused.

Her temper came and went quickly, and she looked up at the man's angular and beautifully lined jaw.

Qin Shu said calmly: "Because you are worth it."

It is more worthwhile than Yang Yunchuan in the previous life, and it makes her willing.

Qin Shu's delicate little jaw was suddenly pinched by a hand, and she slowly raised her head.

A dark shadow loomed over me, and my lips felt hot.

Xie Lanzhi accurately captured the lips that he always missed and couldn't kiss enough, and kissed them lightly and tenderly.

He pressed his lips against Qin Shu's, his voice slightly hoarse: "I won't let you regret what you did today. We have a very long time to witness each other's sincerity."

That's true.

From now on, the lifespan of these two people will, if not reach 208 years, at least be a hundred years old.

All in all, they haven't even lived one-third of their lives.

Qin Shu stood on tiptoe and kissed Xie Lanzhi's lips.

She kissed me a little fiercely!

After Qin Shu kissed the man, her beautiful eyes slightly raised, with ripples like autumn water in her eyes, and she stared at Xie Lanzhi with a smile.

"Remember what you just said, or I will take it all back and never have anything to do with you again."

There was a hint of joking in her tone, and her smiling eyes were full of seriousness.

Xie Lanzhi's two hands gently pinched Qin Shu's waist so that she wouldn't have to strain too much when standing on tiptoe.

His eyes were burning, and his voice was low: "I won't give you a chance!"

Qin Shu raised her eyebrows, said nothing, and moved her hands to the buttons in front of Xie Lanzhi's clothes. Her fingertips quickly flipped them and fastened the buttons one by one.

A few minutes later.

Qin Shu took Xie Lanzhi's hand and walked out of the bamboo house.

The Sixth Uncle, along with several elders, brought a gilded silver plate containing offerings and presented it to the two men.

"You hold the offerings, and we'll follow behind. Then just follow the procedure."

Xie Lanzhi looked at the offerings that his sixth uncle had brought to him, and a hint of doubt flashed in his eyes.

He took the gilded silver plate with both hands: "What's on it?"

Qin Shu took an empty gilded silver plate and said calmly, "It's medicinal herbs."

Xie Lanzhi looked at the empty plate in her hand and asked again: "Why is yours empty?"

"Her sacrifice is here with me!"

Qin Hairui's voice sounded from behind the two of them.

He picked up Qin Shu's handbag and took out a piece of black wood from it.

If you meet a layman, he will probably think it is just an ordinary lump of wood.

Qin Hairui's hands trembled slightly as he placed the black wooden lump on Qin Shu's gilded silver plate.

Qin Shu looked up at Xie Lanzhi and said, "Come on, come in with me."

"good--"

The two walked side by side, and surrounded by their Sixth Uncle and others, they slowly stepped into the Qin Family Ancestral Hall, which looked ordinary from the outside.

The moment you step into the ancestral hall, a sense of solemnity comes over you.

The interior is extremely spacious, with neatly arranged stone pillars supporting painted cornices that have withstood the test of time.

In the center of the ancestral hall, there is a large incense burner and the air is filled with a faint scent of sandalwood.

On the wooden shrine, tablets are arranged densely and neatly. On the wall behind are portraits of the Qin family's descendants from generation to generation, recording the names and achievements of their ancestors.

Qin Shu led Xie Lanzhi to the shrine and placed the gilded silver plate in the center.

She stepped aside and pointed to the empty seat next to her: "Put yours here."

Xie Lanzhi nodded and placed the offering on the table.

Next, it was Uncle Nine and others who came forward in order of seniority and placed the offerings.

Qin Shu took this opportunity to introduce the ancestral hall to Xie Lanzhi: "These tablets are arranged in order according to seniority. The middle row is the heir of each generation of the Qin family. Each ancestor on it embodies the hard work and inheritance of the Qin family."

Xie Lanzhi nodded solemnly at the tablet in front of him.

Qin Shu led him to the back wall and pointed at the portraits hanging there.

"Due to the war, some portraits of our ancestors were destroyed. This is the only precious portrait left."

Xie Lanzhi took a casual glance and saw an old man with a kind face and all his achievements in life were recorded on the paper.

This person turned out to be an imperial physician during the Wei and Jin Dynasties, who was trusted and valued by five emperors and had numerous achievements during his lifetime.

In that darkest dynasty, one that ate humans and produced many tyrants, this old man actually lived to be 136 years old.

Qin Shu stood in front of a painting and shouted, "Xie Lanzhi, come here."

Xie Lanzhi retracted his gaze, concealed the surprise in his eyes, and walked quickly to Qin Shu.

He looked up and saw a portrait with bright colors that looked very new.

Qin Shu pointed at the portrait and said with a smile: "This is my grandfather."

The old man in the portrait has kind eyes and a gentle appearance. His face is full of traces of time, and his eyes are gentle and deep, giving people a feeling of intimacy and kindness.

Xie Lan looked at Grandpa Qin's portrait, his breathing stagnated, and he thought to himself - this is the man who saved his father.

Qin Shu touched the scroll of the portrait, hiding the disappointment in her eyes, and said in a casual tone:

"Grandpa loves to drink and is very greedy. He taught me medical skills and cooking skills."

"Time flies. He has been gone for several years. I don't know if anyone bought him good wine or cooked him hot meals when he got there."

Qin Shu pinched the scroll with her fingertips reluctantly, not realizing that the sadness in her tone was becoming more and more obvious.

Xie Lanzhi heard it, and a trace of heartache and pity appeared in his eyes.

Because they were in the ancestral hall, he did not hug Qin Shu to comfort her, but gently pinched her shoulders.

"Yes, Grandpa saved countless lives during his lifetime. Even if... he gets there, he will live well."

In fact, Xie Lanzhi is a materialist and does not believe in ghosts and gods.