Qin Liu Xi entered Wang Shi's room and noticed that Aunt Wan and Qin Ming Chun were also present. Aunt Wan was busy with needlework, while her dear little brother sat at the table, holding a brush and writing with a sulky expression. Oh, was the little guy still holding a grudge over the cake incident?
Qin Liu Xi gave him a glance and then greeted Wang Shi and Aunt Wan with a bow.
Wang Shi waved with a smile. "Xi'er, come and sit here." Seeing Qin Ming Chun sitting still without moving, his eyes wandering, she said, "Chun'er, your elder sister is here. Why aren't you getting up to greet her?"
Her voice was gentle, but there was a hint of authority in it.
Qin Liu Xi glanced over, her smile somewhat ambiguous.
Qin Ming Chun trembled and quickly got up, bowing awkwardly. "Elder... elder sister, greetings."
"Hmm." Qin Ming Chun lowered his head.
Qin Liu Xi walked over to his table, glanced at his writing, and said, "This handwriting is so messy. Have you been practicing for two years?"
"It's been two years since I started learning," Wang Shi said, walking over, shaking her head with a smile.
"And it still looks like this after two years?" Qin Liu Xi said. "Well, maybe you can become a little Taoist priest in the future. Their symbols look like this."
Commonly known as ghost drawings, they were not very harmful but highly insulting.
Qin Ming Chun was struck by the criticism and burst into tears.
Wang Shi didn't know whether to laugh or cry.
Aunt Wan came over, stretched her neck to look, and said solemnly, "It does look a bit ugly. But son, as long as you look good, that's enough. In the future, you can marry a rich bride without relying on talent. Just eat off your good looks."
Wang Shi: "..."
Qin Liu Xi raised an eyebrow. Oh, so her dear mother was fine with her son being a gigolo!
Qin Ming Chun cried even harder.
"No crying!" Qin Liu Xi scolded lightly.
The crying stopped abruptly, turning into sobs.
Wang Shi said, "Chun'er, keep writing." She then pulled Qin Liu Xi to sit on the Buddha bed by the window and spoke to her.
Qin Liu Xi sat down and said, "I have something to tell you. I'm going to seclude myself in the Taoist temple tomorrow for a while. Qihuang will stay behind to manage things for you. After sorting everything out at home, I'll come back to assist you."
Wang Shi was stunned. "Seclude yourself?"
Qin Liu Xi said calmly, "My health hasn't been good since I was young. Otherwise, could you have sent me back to the old house? The Taoist temple is located in Xiangshan, a place with outstanding natural beauty, suitable for cultivation and recuperation. I go there every year for seclusion and recuperation. Otherwise, how could I maintain my health?"
Wang Shi glanced at the hairpin she had carefully chosen for her hair and asked cautiously, "But, Xi'er, although you've followed your master, you haven't formally entered the Taoist sect, have you?"
"You're wrong. I've formally entered the sect."
Wang Shi's face changed slightly.
Aunt Wan asked, "If you become a Taoist priestess, how will you marry and have children in the future?"
"In my sect, we are not bound by worldly desires. There are ways to form Daoist couples," Qin Liu Xi said. "But it's too early to talk about this."
Aunt Wan was still processing the information, while Wang Shi breathed a sigh of relief. "How many days will you be gone?"
"It's hard to say," Qin Liu Xi said. "You are the lady of the house, and the old lady has also spoken. You can manage the house. I've already instructed Li Shu to purchase the necessary items for the household. Mother, you just need to manage the people in the house and refrain from going out for the time being."
Wang Shi was slightly stunned.
Qin Liu Xi played with the silk cord around her waist and said casually, "The matter of the Qin family isn't over yet. Keeping a low profile will prevent others from noticing, don't you think?"