Missy, She Always Doesn't Seek to Make Progress.

When 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.

Yuebai's jade hairpin was only carved with wish-fulfilling knots, its fineness was no better than the various jadeites she had in the past, it could be pinched and moistened in the hand, and it was definitely not comparable to a silver hairpin.

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

Wang's eyes were slightly bitter: "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.

Inside the house, Qi Huang looked at the silver hairpin in Qin Liuxi's hand, and muttered, "Miss, you can buy many silver hairpins like that for that jade hairpin, 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 look up to such a silver hairpin?"

"The Qin family was raided, and it was necessary to manage the northwest, and the whole family had to chew and use it, and the money had 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 too. Heart." Qin Liuxi's voice was light.

Qi Huangdao: "You are generous and kind."

Qin Liuxi smiled, without comment, 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."

Qihuang was startled, and said, "You mean?"

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

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

Qin Liuxi was a little numb.

Poor, a little troublesome!

...

Far away on the road to the northwest, approaching August, the temperature at night is already freezing cold, let alone those who are thinly dressed, it is even colder to the bone.

"Yan'er, Yan'er." A mournful 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 guard looked at the thin child, then at the old man, and said to the other guard: "The station is not far ahead, I'll take him there quickly, to see if there is any doctor, and how he is doing, 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.

At the post station, there was a caravan approaching at this time, seeing the officials and guards coming at a fast pace, they all avoided 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. As for the official medical seeker, he seemed to be a sinner who was exiled to the Northwest with his father."

The middle-aged man with the hooked nose snorted, and didn't care. He was exiled in the northwest and watched too much.

"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 da hui is the reason for the martial law, the app does not display comments and other functions now, only the author's is displayed, it has been reflected ~ see what is going on in November ~

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