Qin Liuxi asked Song Liu to sit down again. Seeing the undisguised hostility in her eyes, he smiled lightly.
"Birth, old age, illness and death, poverty and wealth, from our Taoist point of view, are predestined at birth. We can get a glimpse of it from the face we are born with. Of course, a person's face will change according to his destiny. Or else, the face will always remain.
A slight turning point, just because there is a variable." Qin Liuxi said: "But there are some things that cannot be changed, like you, madam."
"When I say, madam, your children are extinct, I mean the absence of any children, which is the sign of dying without a child...Hey, don't be upset. Now that you have turned around, you are doomed to hear angry and intolerable words. Being angry will hurt your body."
Not good!" Qin Liuxi saw that she was about to have another attack and quickly stopped her.
Song Liu came up in one breath, neither up nor down, so uncomfortable that he could only pinch the palms of his hands hard.
"This is the Children's Palace. According to metaphysics, from the Children's Palace, one's birth date and horoscopes can tell how many children a person has. I don't need to ask your horoscopes to know that you have two sons, and one of them has already died in infancy.
The answer has already been revealed. If the child is alive and well, the Children's Palace should be plump and full, but now you are collapsed and dull." Qin Liuxi pointed to the location of her Children's Palace and said: "Since you died young, where did you come from?
There is also a son, who can only be called an adopted son."
Song Liu was furious: "You are just making a fool of yourself. You have no substantial evidence at all."
"Didn't you find things like evidence by yourself? I naturally hope that I am wrong, and it is good that I am wrong." Qin Liuxi's eyes showed sympathy.
Song Liu froze.
"Master, my sister-in-law is a well-informed person. You can't say that he transferred the child, right?" Song Ye said with difficulty: "He and my sister are a famously loving couple. From childhood to middle age, he
There is no other woman around. Chang'er is gone, and he is more sad than anyone else as a father. If he deliberately dumped the child, then..."
He didn't want to believe it either.
Qin Liuxi smiled lightly: "Let's not talk about the child who died young, but I am a little curious, how did he grieve?" Seeing that Song Liu was about to speak, she raised her finger and shook it, and looked at the eldest maid: "
You tell me."
Bystanders know that these people who are waiting closely will be able to see the essence of the facts more clearly than Song Liu who is in the middle of the game.
The eldest maid groaned and glanced at Song Ye and Song Liu.
Song Liu said with a dark face: "Just say it, don't you know what your uncle is like?"
The eldest maid pursed her lips and said: "The second young master is gone, and my uncle is just like my wife, who is worried day and night. Sometimes when my wife is in a better mood, my uncle will sigh and shed tears, saying that it would be nice if the second young master was still here..."
After saying this, she paused and thought about it for more than half a year. There seemed to be quite a few scenes like this. As long as her uncle burst into tears when she mentioned it, her wife would lose her appetite that day.
The eldest maid frowned, feeling a little strange in her heart, but she couldn't explain why.
"General Song, your sister was heartbroken because of her death, and her body was weakened due to this, which will not heal for a long time, and her vitality was depleted. If it were you, would you dare to mention your deceased child in front of her from time to time?" Qin Liuxi said.
Seeing the eldest maid's thoughts, she said: "It is said that seeing things makes you miss people. Some people, for fear of being upset by it, will even seal up all the things they have used, not daring to look at them or touch them, because the memories are too painful.
But where are my wife and uncle?"
Qin Liuxi said in an almost cold voice: "As the saying goes, you don't need to use a sword to kill a person. Just keep spreading salt on her wounds, and you can deplete her energy and spirit. Just like me now, even if I am
I'm telling the truth, but doesn't it mean that I'm stabbing a knife into your heart, Mrs.? Your wife's husband-in-law shouldn't be like this, right? He is really sad and can't help himself, and he can't hurt himself alone. He wants you to be sad for it together.
."
These words are of course not a compliment, but a sarcasm.
The eldest maid said: "But my uncle said that he would apologize again and again, saying that he shouldn't mention this sad thing."
"Wow, that's amazing. My wife must feel even more guilty!" As for the male Green Tea, it was all my fault. I shouldn't have acted like this.
Big maid: "..."
Although this tone sounds a bit harsh, it is correct.
Song Ye's face darkened and he clenched his fists.
Song Liu was also on the verge of collapse.
Yes, she knew that thinking about the death of her second son was not good for her body. She also knew that she still had her eldest son to comfort her. She even forced herself to read more Buddhist scriptures and recite scriptures, not daring to have too much free time. But when she felt a little better, she
Zhou would always mention his second son at the right time, and then fall into pain again.
Is this a coincidence?
"Is this really what the master said?" Song Ye asked, staring at Song Liu.
Song Liu's lips moved, wanting to argue, but she didn't know how to argue.
What Song Ye still doesn't understand after seeing him is that it's what Qin Liuxi said. Wei Caizhou really kept rubbing salt on Liu Mei's wounds. No wonder the disease has not been good. The depression has not been relieved but has become worse.
How can it be better?
Song Ye looked at his sister again and saw that she had a lot of silver hair on her temples, her face was haggard and her cheeks were sunken, and he couldn't help but feel a pain in his heart.
"Wei Caizhou, how dare he!" Song Ye was so angry that he turned around and wanted to walk out.
Song Liu quickly grabbed him and shook his head: "Brother, it's impossible. How could Caizhou do this? We are a young couple who got married."
She still couldn't believe it.
Song Ye said coldly: "Don't forget, he has been a thoughtful and stubborn person since he was a child. When his father died, he almost believed the people in the village that I was responsible..."
He suddenly paused and his eyes widened: "Could it be that he thinks so, that I harmed his father, so he surrendered to the imperial court and accepted this offer?"
Song Ye was so happy that he looked at Qin Liuxi and said, "If this is the case, is he the one who cursed my Song family?"
"General Song, you should leave the investigation of the case to professionals. I don't investigate the case, and I can't make any judgments before I see the person. I only discuss things from an ordinary person's point of view, and I only talk about your sister's face.
Regarding your fate, whether what happened to you is related to her husband-in-law, you have to find out clearly by yourself." Qin Liuxi said: "I can only say, if you die, who will benefit the most?
He is the one who makes ghosts."
Song Ye had a bad word in his heart that he wanted to say, and he wished he could check it out now.
As for Song Liu, his ears were buzzing, his mind was in a mess, and his eyes were dizzy and black.
The information she heard today was so great and so impactful that she couldn't even tell who was a human and who was a ghost.
Song Liu felt as if needles were pricking his head, and with a cry of pain, his whole body fell backwards.
"Mrs."
"Liu Mei."
Song Ye was startled, and when she was about to fall to the ground, he caught her in his arms. Seeing that her face was pale, he couldn't help but look at Qin Liuxi in horror: "Master."
Qin Liuxi looked at it and told Chen Pi: "Go and open the clinic, and I will give her acupuncture."
