Mr. Qin, Please Advise Me

   Chapter 118

Song Yufeng thought for a while and said, "Xiao Ning doesn't feel like a child growing up in the country, and her medical skills make me very surprised." If Xiao Ning is now in her teens or 20s. , He can accept some, but now she is only seven years old, and her medical skills are already above that of her father-in-law, which is really incredible. And the noble and cold temperament of her, Xiaoxue and Xiao Li can't compare with her.

   "These are just the surface. She is better than you can see. Her composure, calmness, and her attitude towards doing things are not what a child like her should have." Old Master Song said. His wife told him that after she was pierced by Xiao Ning's silver needle, she couldn't move. At that time, Xiao Ning and her grandparents had already entered the house. Just using silver needles to acupuncture acupuncture points, such a long distance is definitely not possible. So he had a bold guess, Xiaoning might be an ancient martial arts practitioner, and there might be a powerful master behind her.

   "Hmm." Song Yufeng nodded in agreement.

   "Do you now know what I meant for Xiaoning's heir to Bai Yu?" The old man Song looked at Song Yufeng with a sharp gaze. I hope he will not be too stupid.

  Song Yufeng nodded, "Dad hopes that Xiao Ning can return to the Song family, and hope that the Song family can go to the next level under Xiao Ning's leadership in the future."

Father Song picked up the teacup and took a sip of tea. "This is just one. I guess there is a master behind Xiao Ning." If it is the same as he guessed, if Xiao Ning is really willing in the future Leading the Song family, then the Song family is likely to embark on a path he can't imagine.

There was a look of shock in Song Yufeng's eyes, and he thought at the same time that Xin'er told him that she was drugged by Xiao Ning that day, "Dad, do you mean that Xiao Ning is very likely to be an ancient martial arts practitioner?" It is one of the four major families in the capital, and they naturally know many things. The ancient martial arts and the ancient martial arts practitioners are not a secret to a family like them.

   "Yeah." Father Song nodded. Although he is only guessing, he thinks that this guess is very likely to be true.

Song Yufeng pondered for a moment and then said: "Dad, are you planning to come forward and ask Xiao Ning for the cure?" Although he and Xin'er were in a cold war for the past two days, Xin'er is his wife after all. Seeing her He didn't dare to look in the mirror every day and covered his face tightly. He was also very distressed.

  "It's okay to let them learn something." Old Song Song said quietly. He called Yang Lisheng today, and he told him that the faces of Xiaoling and Xin'er will be cured automatically when the medicine is over.

  Song Yanning returned home and saw her grandpa and grandma sitting in the courtyard to enjoy the cool, "Grandpa! Grandma! I'm back." There is air conditioning in the room, but grandpa and grandma prefer natural wind.

   "Xiao Ning, come and eat watermelon, this watermelon is sweet." Li Meixiang beckoned to Song Yanning.

  Song Yanning walked to Li Meixiang and sat down, “I’m not eating anymore, I can’t eat too much today. Grandpa, grandma, I have to go out tomorrow.”

  "Where are you going? Do you want your grandpa and grandma to accompany you?" Li Meixiang asked. They will return to Yangcheng the day after tomorrow. Tomorrow she and her wife plan to buy some specialty products. When they return to Yangcheng, they will share some with their neighbors and friends in Yangcheng. The neighbors usually take good care of them, and it is rare for them to return to the capital. It's always interesting.

"No, Aunt Qin will come to pick me up tomorrow morning. She asked me to go to her company to play, and she should be back in the afternoon." Song Yanning leaned her head on Li Meixiang's shoulder and looked up to the sky, "Today's moon is good. Round!"

  Li Meixiang and Yang Lisheng also looked up to the sky, "Yes, it's been a long time since I saw such a round moon."

  Song Yanning chatted with her grandpa and grandma for a while, and saw that their faces were a little sleepy, "Grandpa, grandma, I'm a little sleepy, I want to go to bed first, good night!"

   "Okay, we have to enter the house too." Li Meixiang stood up, picked up the watermelon plate on the table, and walked into the house with Song Yanning and Yang Lisheng.

  Song Yanning returned to the room, after setting up the formation, took out the brush to continue refining. She does not intend to enter the realm of the emperor today.

  Yang Xin'er heard the door opening and turned to look at Song Yufeng, "What can I do for you, old man?"

   "It's okay, just chat." Song Yufeng closed the door, walked to the closet, opened the closet, took out the pajamas from the inside, and walked to the bathroom.

  Yang Xin'er got off the bed and followed Song Yufeng into the bathroom, “I haven’t finished my words yet. You can wash it later.”

   "Xin'er, I am a little tired. I want to rest early today. I have a lot of things to deal with tomorrow." Song Yufeng said tiredly. In the past two days, Xin'er was in a bad mood because of her face, and the two would quarrel without saying a word. He really didn't want to quarrel with her.

Yang Xin'er heard the words, and the anger in her heart came up, "No matter how tired you are, don't you even have time to say two sentences? Is it because my face has become ugly, you despise me?" He used to He had never been like this, it must be because of her face that he was like this. Her face is so ugly now, she has less and less confidence in herself, not to mention Yufeng, even when she looks at her face, she feels sick.

  "Don't think about it, okay? How could I despise you?" Song Yufeng looked at Yang Xin'er helplessly. When he fell in love with Xin'er, it was not her appearance, but her feelings, and after so many years as a husband and wife, his feelings for her have never changed. Otherwise, there are so many young and beautiful women outside, why he has never been moved.

   "Okay, I don't think about it, then you kiss me." Yang Xiner closed her eyes, raised her head and pouted.

Song Yufeng shook his head helplessly, lowered his head, and slowly approached Yang Xin'er, watching her face full of red and swollen acne, and a few acne spots that even left white liquid on them. A nausea could not be restrained. The surge is coming up.

   "Oh!" Song Yufeng turned his head quickly and retched. He swears that he really didn't mean to throw up, he really couldn't help it.

"Ah!" Yang Xin'er screamed with anger, "Song Yufeng, you bastard! I hate you to death!" He kept saying that he didn't dislike her, but he couldn't even kiss her. He didn't even kiss her. Vomited.

  Yang Xin'er became more and more aggrieved, covering her face, crying and ran out of the bathroom, "Song Yufeng, I hate you, you bastard, I will ignore you from now on, oooo..."

   "Xin'er, I really don't dislike you." Song Yufeng didn't know how to explain, and he didn't want to vomit, but he couldn't help seeing the pus on her face. But he really didn't mean to abandon Xin'er.

  (End of this chapter)