[R18] Imperial Master he is addicted to doting on his wife – Chapter 55 of “The Imperial Master He is Addicted to Doting on His Wife” [English]

Ancestor of drama queen

He dared to tell them so straightforwardly that his plan was correct, and they couldn’t refuse. Also, he was the Supreme God, and he and we were just ordinary people, so there was nothing we could do about him.

Qiu Ruanruan still can’t understand why he can’t practice directly and insists on asking his daughters to do both yin and yang cultivation?

Qiu Ruannuan couldn’t figure it out, so she had to ask her husband.

Li Li explained: “Everyone has immortal bones in their body and can practice cultivation. The better the immortal bones, the more noble the body. People with weak immortal bones, or people who have had their immortal bones removed, are destined to be mediocre in life, and it is most difficult for them to practice. Do you still remember what the ancestor said just now?”

Qiu nodded softly.

“The harmony and compromise of the golden mean is the same as the balance of yin and yang that Taoism emphasizes. A person of the golden mean is the most kind, benevolent, sincere, Taoist, virtuous and holy. This is the first time I have heard that the body of the golden mean can be used as immortal bones.”

Li Li touched his little daughter-in-law’s wrinkled brow and said softly: “Okay, don’t think about it. Just be in peace as soon as you come. He is not a threat to us. It’s almost dawn, so hurry up and sleep for a while.” Although Mo Li comforted Qiu Ruanruan like this, he still couldn’t get over it in his heart. He finally understood why Liuzhao Supreme God had no disciples. It was one thing to be strict in getting started, but it was another thing for the founder to be great but unreliable.

He now wonders in his heart whether the pure yin body of the little daughter-in-law was deliberately done by the master according to the instructions of the ancestor?However, according to what he has learned about the master over the years, the master really loves his daughter Ruanruan. What happened back then? Why did the master’s wife give birth in the coffin?It also happens to be the yin year, yin month, yin time, Master’s way of doing things will definitely not fail to know this, all of this is too coincidental.

But no matter how much I think about it, it’s just a guess. The master is dead, and everything has gone with the wind. So what if I know it, it’s a foregone conclusion, and I can’t change it if I know it.

Qiu Ruanruan had no idea that Mo Li was thinking about this. She had been troubled by he and was so tired. After struggling for so long, she fell asleep after relaxing a little.

Li Qiye stroked his young wife’s black hair and sighed again. In short, from the current point of view, the situation is still good, so he can only let nature take its course and be content with the situation.

The next day Liu Qi came back from the brothel. He looked at the extra baby and asked, “Master, where did this baby come from?”

Li Mo Li glanced at his ancestor who was immersed in his porridge and replied casually: “I picked it up.”

Liu Qi yawned, sat down to have breakfast with them, and said, “I didn’t expect you, Imperial Master, to have such a hobby of picking up children.”

As he spoke, Liu Qi reached out and touched the head of the fat doll beside him, and said, “This doll is quite pretty.”

Li Qiye’s eyelids jumped when he saw he’s movements, and he opened his mouth, wanting to remind him, but he didn’t know where to start, so he had to close his mouth again, he should be lucky.

The fat baby turned around and opened his hand, wrinkled his nose and said, “Uncle, your hand smells dirty.”

“Nonsense…” Liu Qi said with a guilty conscience. The oiran last night was really exciting. He sprayed the water for free. Liu Qi smelled his hand carefully and said, “He came out of Yihongyuan and took a shower specially. There is no reason why he still smells.”

When Li Li looked at He’s appearance, he didn’t understand anything. He immediately lowered his face and wanted to scold him, “Don’t teach bad children.” But then he thought about it, Liu Zhao Supreme God was not a child, and he couldn’t be called an ancestor.

Li Qiye shut up and said, “He’d better eat well. It’s not his turn to deal with the Patriarch’s affairs.”

After Mo Li finished the meal in twos and twos, he took some of each item and went upstairs to deliver food to his wife. Before leaving, he told Liu Qi to keep an eye on some of the food.

“If you have wine today, you will get drunk now. This is a good name.” Liu Qi stopped touching his head with his hands this time and tapped his forehead lightly with chopsticks.

“Uncle, is Yihongyuan fun?” The fat baby asked Liu Qi, who almost knocked over the bowl in his hand. He quickly put the bowl down, crossed his arms and looked at the baby in front of him, and said, “You brat, you know about Yihongyuan at a young age. Do you want to imitate your Uncle Liu and be a carefree person?”

The fat baby drank all the porridge at the bottom of the bowl, stood up, put his hands behind his back, imitated an adult, shook his head and said: “Women are a disaster, causing a lot of harm but no benefit.”

“Hey, some rotten scholar must have taught you this. Those hypocrites are very hypocritical. When you taste the taste of women in the future, you will know how correct your uncle Liu is. The taste is wonderful! Indescribable!” Liu Qi said, taking a big sip of the porridge. If he hadn’t been a baby, he would have taken him to Yihongyuan to experience it now.

Jin Zhao did not continue to talk nonsense with him. He sneered and was about to leave. Liu Qi grabbed him by the collar and carried him back. He asked: “How can a good national master pick up a child? What is your origin?”

Jin Chao blinked his big eyes and said with a sweet voice, “My father-in-law saw that I was good-looking and said that I was a good match for his daughter, so he brought me back.”

“Damn it! You’re so crazy!” The national master’s abilities must be too incredible!You can tell at a glance that this doll is his future son-in-law?

Mo Li accidentally took the blame. If he had this ability, Lei would have come to attack him yesterday.

Liu Qi is no longer bored when he has a little baby to go with him. He teases the baby when he has nothing to do. He likes to pinch the little baby’s fleshy cheeks. Every time he looks at it, Li Qi is terrified, fearing that his master will tear Liu Qi alive on the spot.

If this happens again, Li Qiu coughs lightly and says, “Liu Qi, stop messing around and let go of the current situation.”

Mo Li spoke, Liu Qi didn’t dare to disobey, he let go of his hand, not forgetting to knead Jin Chao’s red cheeks, and said to Mo Li: “National Master, this boy with thin skin and tender flesh is not good as a son-in-law, and he cannot protect my goddaughter.”

Mo Li glanced at he with disgust, since when did he become his goddaughter?

Qiu Ruanruan was speechless. Her daughter was still missing, but she was already thinking about them one by one.

Just as Li Qiye was about to speak, Fat Baby suddenly hugged He’s leg, looked at He with tearful eyes, and asked pitifully: “Does Father-in-law feel the same way? Does Father-in-law dislike my son-in-law?”

Mo Li’s eyelids were twitching wildly, and he wanted to throw this dramatist ancestor out, but he couldn’t do anything about it, so he could only forcefully raised the corner of his mouth and said in relief: “How come, don’t listen to Liu Qi’s nonsense.”

“Father-in-law, what you said is not sincere at all.” Jin Zhao sniffed, and his aggrieved look was very painful. Qiu Ruoruan wanted to coax him when he looked like this, but when she thought of his true identity, she suddenly lost the idea of coaxing him.

Who knew that this ancestor’s bullying of Mo Li was not enough. He twisted his waist and hugged Qiu’s limp legs. He asked Qiu Ruanruan with a flat mouth: “Mother-in-law, please give me your opinion on my son-in-law.”

Qiu Ruanruan, who was called out, had no choice but to bite the bullet. Just as she was about to speak, she was interrupted by Liu Qi, “That’s weird, why didn’t Madam wear a curtain in front of this brat? Aren’t brats afraid of red eyes?”

Qiu Ruoruan’s heart skipped a beat, but she had forgotten about this, and looked at her husband-in-law for help. Without waiting for Mo Li to make excuses, the chubby Jin Zhao wiped the tears on his face and said, “Why are you afraid? Red eyes are as cute as a little white rabbit. Jin Zhao also wants to have red eyes, so that my father-in-law will love the house and not dislike my son-in-law.”

Jin Chao started wiping away tears again as he spoke. Looking at Mo Li’s dark face, Liu Qi couldn’t help but laugh. Where did this brat come from?