I have many children every time I give birth to them. I cultivate to become a god by giving birth to

Qu Qin remained calm, bowed respectfully, and said, "City Lord, the harvest in the city this time..."

Before Qu Qin could finish, Yun Yi approached and grabbed his arm as he was saluting. He pulled him along and said, "Let's talk about it after dinner. Man is iron and rice is steel. If you don't eat, your brain will go crazy."

Qu Qin, who was suddenly grabbed, was obviously stunned for a moment, but did not struggle. He followed behind obediently, looked at the hand that was being grabbed, and then looked at Yun Yi's back with a strange expression.

After a long while, he asked, "What is Xiudou?"

Yun Yi didn't even turn his head: "You're just an idiot..."

Ok?

What does "xiudou" mean?

It's strange, why did she say this?

Yun Yi rubbed his eyebrows.

"It's not important. Let's eat first and talk later."

I always feel like I've been hungry for a long time. It's okay if I don't mention it, but as soon as I mention it, I feel extremely hungry.

Qu Qin didn't say anything and followed him all the way until he was pressed in front of the dining table.

Yun Yi didn't care about him. As soon as he sat down, a series of servants came up with meals and placed them on the table one by one.

There were nine dishes, small in portion but exquisite, each one looked like a carefully arranged work of art, the aroma filled her nostrils and made her mouth water.

Why does it feel like I haven't eaten for hundreds of years?

Greedy and hungry.

Yun Yi didn't even have time to greet Qu Qin. He took the chopsticks handed to him by Caidie and started eating without any regard for his appearance.

Qu Qin glanced at her twice, said nothing, and also picked up his chopsticks. He ate with dignity and refinement, in stark contrast to Yun Yi.

"What do you think this (chew chew chew) is made of? (chew chew chew) It tastes really good. And this fish (chew chew chew) Hmm~, it's so fresh and tender (chew chew chew). I can make another portion for lunch (chew chew chew). Eat quickly. If you have anything else, we can talk about it in the study later."

It was Qu Qin's habit not to talk while eating or sleeping. When he heard Yun Yi's words, he did not respond but nodded and ate in silence.

As a result, the only sound at the dinner table was the sound of Yun Yi chewing.

After eating and drinking his fill, Yun Yi rubbed his slightly bulging belly and sighed with contentment.

Seeing her put down her chopsticks, Qu Qin did the same. After cleaning himself with a handkerchief, he handed her the box that had been set aside. "City Lord, this was returned by Young Master Qin. He said that he should not accept rewards without merit, and that saving you was just his duty."

Yun Yi blinked and was obviously stunned for a moment.

Master Qin?

Who?

The next second, some images suddenly appeared in my mind, and I suddenly realized: "Oh! Qin Yiyuan!"

The image that came to mind was that sickly and beautiful woman.

She is a real beauty.

She is as weak as a willow in the wind, but she doesn't look feminine. She is sick, but no one knows what the disease is. She coughs every two steps and is extremely delicate. She is truly the epitome of a sick beauty.

Ok?

Endorsement word?

This word is really concise and appropriate.

Yun Yi slammed the table and stood up straight, his eyes determined: "How can this be! I should thank you for saving my life with... a generous gift!"

Qu Qin glanced sideways, his expression indifferent: "City Lord, Young Master Qin also said that he is not worthy of such a noble person as the City Lord, and he is unworthy of the City Lord's kindness."

Yun Yi pursed her lips. Doesn’t this mean that he looks down on her and wants her to stay away from him?

What a joke!

She was the lord of a city, not bad looking, rich, powerful, and well-known. Why would he look down on her?!

She just didn't believe it. She wondered whether this forced melon was sweet or not. She would pick it first to see!

"Let's go! To the Qin Mansion!"

Yun Yi slammed the table and stood up, striding away.

Qu Qin's eyes widened slightly, his expression indifferent. He reacted immediately and stood up to catch up: "City Lord! Official business! Official business has not been decided yet! City Lord..."

The Qin family is the most prestigious family in Youran City.

Qin Yiyuen is the eldest grandson of the Qin family, and the only son of the first wife. Unfortunately, he is weak and sickly, so the position of crown prince is inherited by the eldest son of the second wife.

It is said that he was suffering from an incurable disease and if he had not taken precious medicine to prolong his life, he would not have lived past twenty.

However, he is now twenty-one, and there are rumors that he will not live past the end of the year.

As for how he saved Yun Yi's life.

Her memory was a little confused, and she was in urgent need of a rare medicinal herb because she had fallen seriously ill.

Look, what Qin Yiyu lacked was medicinal materials. After all, in order to prolong his life, and since he was the legitimate son and grandson of the first family, he naturally had acquired a lot of rare medicines.

That is, he contributed this life-saving herb and saved Yun Yi's life. When he expressed his gratitude, he saw Qin Yiyu's "beautiful but sickly" appearance and felt so pity for him that he began to pursue him actively.

But Qin Yiyuen always used various excuses to refuse, which made Yun Yi even more anxious.

It felt like she hadn't seen Qin Yiyuen for a long time. She could hardly remember his appearance. She wanted to go and see how this sick beauty was doing.

The carriage slowly arrived in front of the Qin Mansion, and someone went in to report.

When Yun Yi got off the carriage, the Qin Mansion's housekeeper had already arrived at the door.

"Greetings, Lord City Lord," Butler Qin bowed respectfully.

Yun Yi refused Ma Wu, jumped off the carriage directly, waved to Butler Qin, and strode into the mansion with big strides, acting as if he was at home, without any courtesy.

It was just a bit awkward. She felt that she was not familiar with the Qin Mansion at all, but she remembered the route to Qin Yiyu's courtyard.

But it’s no problem. I’ve only been here twice since I recovered from my illness. I don’t remember the other routes because I only came here for Qin Yiyuen, so naturally I can’t remember other routes.

Gee tut.

She was truly lustful.

condemn!

Severely condemn!

"Young Master Qin!"

Yun Yi looked at the figure sitting in the pavilion. He was wearing a robe interwoven with white and blue. His black hair reached the ground and was simply tied with a hair rope. He coughed from time to time. Just from his thin back, one could tell that this person was extremely beautiful and frail, which was pitiful.

She took two quick steps, feeling a sense of anticipation for some reason. Her heartbeat quickened, and so did her pace.

Only when she came closer and lifted the veil that was covering his shadowy figure did Qin Yiyu stand up and face her.

how to say?

She is absolutely stunning, but because she has been suffering from illness for many years and rarely goes out, her skin is so white that it is almost transparent, her delicate eyebrows and eyes are soft and slow, and her every move seems to slow down time, soft, weak and sickly.

Seeing him standing, she couldn't help but support him the next second.

A true sick beauty.

But for some reason she kept making comparisons in her mind.

I don't know who I'm comparing myself with.

I feel a little disappointed.

Especially the lotus embroidered with silver thread on the hem of his robe, I always felt like I had seen it somewhere.

where?

"Ahem, Lord City Lord."

The gentle call brought Yun Yi back to his senses instantly, and he threw all his thoughts behind him. He hurried forward to support him, interrupting his greeting and asking him to sit down: "Young Master Qin, there is no need to be so polite. Why are you sitting here in the cool breeze when you are not feeling well? Where are the servants? How can I leave you here alone? You don't even wear a cloak..."

Yun Yi kept mumbling and complaining, and poured him a cup of hot tea. Only after he drank it did he look more relaxed.