Divine Doctor Huan Concubine: Nine thousand years old, let it go to the end!

Chapter 1267 They are all anxious to start the family tree
Wen Rong was talking to herself, rubbing her fingertips back and forth on Lie Jiuqing's belly.

"If you don't object, I'll take it as your consent."

Wen Rong whispered dishonestly on his fingertips, "Since you agreed, you probably wouldn't mind earlier."

Lie Jiuqing didn't know that Wen Rong had already written her down in the family tree when she assumed Huanse's identity, otherwise Kamakura wouldn't be called Madam.

The little woman who was sleeping subconsciously nudged him. Wen Rong's lips relaxed and she chuckled. The possessiveness in her eyes became more and more profound. "Can I go into the Gu family tree?"

How could Lie Jiuqing answer? Wen Rong answered alone, "If you agree, grandpa and uncles must also agree. It doesn't matter if you agree in advance, right?"

Wen Rong didn't say anything. When he was at the Gu family half a month ago, he looked through the Gu family's family tree and wrote his own name side by side with Lie Jiuqing, closely connected.

Gu Qian has followed the rules and obeyed the rules all his life, but he probably never imagined that his most proud student would do all the things that follow the rules.

Wen Rong lay down slowly and when he took off the quilt, Lie Jiuqing complained softly. He held her in his arms with a smile in his eyes.

He lowered his eyes and kissed the corners of her eyes, "If I can't sleep, please comfort me..."

As he said this, he asked boldly and proactively, as if he was coaxing himself, and he was coaxing him well.

In a wooden house one kilometer outside Yaowang Valley, Gu Qian sneezed heavily.

After adding a lot of charcoal to his fire, the old slave put on lamp oil and said, "Master, it's so late at night, it's time for you to sleep."

Gu Qian rubbed his sore nose, drank two sips of tea, and then said depressedly: "I'm worried, I can't sleep. It's New Year's Eve the day after tomorrow, and I can't go back. Those brats are too busy. It’s okay to be separated this year, but what about Nannan and Xiaorong’s wedding?”

Just thinking about this makes Gu Qian feel uncomfortable, "Xiao Rong finally relaxed his words. If we let him go, he won't think we don't agree, right?"

The more Gu Qian thought about it, the more depressed he became, and he sighed, "I never expected the heavy snow to close the mountain. When did it snow so much in the past!"

The old slave laughed and said, "We are safe and sound along the way. It is definitely related to Master Xiaorong. He must know your situation, so why do you have to ask for trouble?"

Gu Qian walked around anxiously, sighing again and again, "I just feel uncomfortable. I feel like my grandson-in-law has flown away. If I had known about this situation, I would have written his name on the family tree first, so that he would run away." It won’t fall anymore.”

Seeing this, the old slave's eyes rolled with laughter, "You were so polite yesterday, but you don't want to do that today."

"Oh, who knew God was so against me?"

Gu Qian's hair was almost gone, "Xiao Rong's people are quite powerful, I think I can send him a message."

He asked: "Tell me, how can I tactfully suggest that he steal a house?"

The old slave was about to cry, but said, "Master, Master Xiaorong knows the rules very well. I'm afraid you can't hint, so you might as well say it directly."

Gu Qian glared at him, "I am an elder and his teacher, how can I say such unruly things? If he laughs at me for being too anxious, I will lose face. No, absolutely not, I have to find something else."

More than half an hour later, the old slave hesitantly asked: "How about you ask the Third Master for some hints?"

Gu Qian immediately stopped worrying and hurriedly wrote a letter, "Why didn't I think of this? He has done so many stupid things, and there are probably a few more."

As he wrote, he said: "If he doesn't do well, it's his fault. I have to deduct his pocket money and give it to my daughter, as he atones for his sins..."

(End of this chapter)