My Lady Always Lacks Ambition

Chapter 674 - 658: Each Drink and Peck, Is It Not Predestined?

Qin Liuxi gave up on Aunt Wan.

Really, she couldn’t change the mind of Aunt Wan, who was simply dense; it’s fine, if she can’t write, then so be it. Simple-minded people have their simple happiness; staying naive till death doesn’t matter much.

After all, it won’t affect her basic needs.

Qin Liuxi didn’t care anymore, but Aunt Wan became somewhat nervous when she saw her throw down the paper and tentatively asked, "Aren’t you going to scold me?"

"Why would I bother scolding you? You already said it’s hopeless, let it be, do whatever you want," Qin Liuxi said with a scoff.

Aunt Wan felt guilty and short of breath, her voice weakened as she said, "I really can’t get the hang of it. Whenever I try, my hands tremble and I feel dizzy, as if the lines are slithering snakes."

"Then don’t practice anymore," Qin Liuxi said indifferently. "It’s good that you know your own place."

Aunt Wan was somewhat surprised, so easily she was let go; could it be there was another big move waiting for her?

Qin Liuxi looked outside; Wang Yuqian had already left, so she stood up and said, "I’m leaving."

"Wait." Aunt Wan went to a cabinet, took out a small bundle, and stuffed it into her hands, saying, "I’m not good at writing, but I can make small things; this is for you."

Qin Liuxi paused for a moment; the bundle wasn’t heavy, and it felt somewhat soft, perhaps some clothes or a handkerchief.

"You can wear it if you want, or just leave it," Aunt Wan casually said.

Qin Liuxi nodded, didn’t say much, and walked away with the bundle.

Seeing her leave silently, Aunt Wan happily twirled around and then hummed a tune as she rolled up the paper and other items.

Finally, she no longer had to struggle with learning and recognizing characters. When winter came, she could use the papers to start fire for heating; this black history should turn to ash.

Hearing the tune, Qin Liuxi couldn’t help but chuckle and shake her head, sighing deeply.

A carefree fool.

She went back into Mrs. Wang’s room, not for anything else, but to deliver a letter that Qin Mingyan had written.

Actually, when she made the Paper Crane disappear, she had just transferred it into her own sleeve to bring back.

Mrs. Wang was somewhat puzzled as she took the Paper Crane; without thinking much, she apologetically said, "Ming Yue caused trouble this time, it’s also because I didn’t manage well. I’ve already scolded your cousin, it won’t happen again."

Qin Liuxi was silent for a while, then looked up at her and said, "Actually, for me, strict gender segregation is not important. I am from the Mystic Sect, as Ming Yue said, a monk, such matters do not harm me greatly, because I never considered personal marriage matters."

Mrs. Wang’s face changed immediately.

"The Taoist Sect has Five Disadvantages and Three Deficiencies; I bear the Single and Money deficiencies among them," Qin Liuxi said. "In my life, I am destined to be childless, and no matter how much money I make, it will never stay with me."

"This, this..."

"That’s why reputation does not affect me, but it does affect other members of the Qin family who are not like me; marriage is still necessary for them. Ming Yue’s actions could affect other girls and lower outsiders’ respect for the Qin family," Qin Liuxi explained. "Her little schemes are both foolish and selfish, and that is what I cannot stand. If the Qin family is content with remaining in this declined state, then just ignore what I’ve said."

Mrs. Wang held her hand, "Good child, you have thought well; it is Ming Yue and the others who were foolish."

"You are aware in your heart, and one day you will return to Shengjing; you can’t ignore the rules just because of a temporary downturn, otherwise, how will you manage when you go back to the Beijing Circle?"

Upon hearing this, Mrs. Wang’s heart sank again.

She used "you all", not including herself, showing that she has always excluded herself from the Qin family.

Mrs. Wang’s mouth felt dry.

Qin Liuxi didn’t offer any comforting words because there was no need. Her identity destined her to walk a different path from theirs. Now was merely a brief intersection.

Thus, there was no need to give her the illusion that she would return to the Qin family and, like other noble ladies, seek marriage alliances for the family’s benefit and bear children.

Mrs. Wang seemed utterly dispirited, unexpectedly feeling abandoned.

She sneered at herself. It was the Qin family who had abandoned Qin Liuxi first. What right did they now have to pull her back?

What has been destined cannot be avoided.

Thinking this way, Mrs. Wang suddenly felt some relief. She had been too persistent.

Seeing her look relieved, Qin Liuxi gestured to a paper crane on the table: "Won’t you take a look?"

Mrs. Wang picked it up, glanced at her, "This paper crane is well-folded, should I unfold it?"

Qin Liuxi nodded with a smile.

Mrs. Wang unfolded it. Familiar handwriting surged into her sight. Her hand trembled, and she stared in astonishment, "This is?"

"It’s exactly what you think."

Mrs. Wang was utterly surprised, "How come Yan’er’s letter is with you?"

"It was a serendipitous acquisition. Rest assured, he is gradually adapting to life in the northwest. You don’t have to worry too much about him," Qin Liuxi said with a smile.

Mrs. Wang wiped the corner of her eye and hurriedly read the letter. As she read, tears fell, and she chided with a laugh, "This child, always sharing only good news, never the bad."

Qin Liuxi thought of the boy who dared to fight others, her lips curled slightly. Having undergone great upheavals, he had matured somewhat, though his noble pride was yet to be entirely quelled.

While Mrs. Wang was reading the letter, a maid came from outside, saying that Old Mrs. Qin asked for Qin Liuxi to come and speak with her.

Mrs. Wang quickly folded the letter and looked at Qin Liuxi with furrowed brows, "I guess she wants you to take on the Quan family’s matter. You know the thought that weighs heaviest on her heart is about those senior lords in the northwest, if aligning with the Quan family could improve their situation, she would spare no cost."

"It also depends on whether the Quan Family is worth it." Qin Liuxi thought for a moment, then asked, "Does mother know what illness the Quan Family’s son has?"

"It seems to be poison," Mrs. Wang’s face turned a bit pale, her lips pursed, "And it’s a deadly poison. So you must be cautious. If you’re not confident, better not to take it on, lest you offend the Quan family and tarnish your own reputation."

Poison, huh?

"I’ll go with you," said Mrs. Wang, tucking the letter into her sleeve, and they went together to Old Mrs. Qin’s courtyard.

Sure enough, upon seeing Qin Liuxi, Old Mrs. Qin’s cloudy eyes sparked to life, getting straight to the point, "The Quan family has a son seeking medical help. If you are confident, you must cure him, because that relates to the fate of your ancestors."

Qin Liuxi looked up, her tone indifferent, "What if I am not confident, or what if I don’t want to heal him?"

Old Mrs. Qin’s expression slightly changed, wanting to say something, her chest suddenly felt tight, and her throat itchy. With a strong cough, she coughed up blood.

Mrs. Wang cried out in alarm.

Qin Liuxi’s brow furrowed, she walked over intending to take her pulse but was instead firmly grabbed by the wrist by Old Mrs. Qin, who squeezed out through clenched teeth, "Just consider it a plea from this old bone with not many days left, help them have it better!"