The monk looked at her, his eyes were gentle, and a little helpless: "The poor monk's medical skills are low, and I can't see the symptoms of this donor."

Shaoyin frowned, a bit of disappointment on her face.

"Ashamed." The monk lowered his eyebrows, raised his palms and chanted the Buddha's name.

When King Qin heard this, his stern brows furrowed, and he didn't say a word, he turned around and walked out.

Shaoyin didn't dare to approach him, so she took a step back early, restrained her curiosity, and lowered her eyebrows to avoid looking at him.

However, the dormitory is so big, and when King Qin left, he passed by Shaoyin's side and smelled a delicate fragrance on the tip of his nose.

Mixed in the charcoal fire, the smell of medicinal juice, incense, etc. in the hall, it is not obvious, but he was caught.

His footsteps stopped suddenly, his eyes were like electricity, and he looked straight at Shaoyin.

Shaoyin lowered her eyes, not knowing that he was looking over, but seeing his footsteps stop in front of her, her heart tightened.

Immediately, she was curious and looked up at him.

The tense body gradually eased.

Nothing to worry about, the system blurs his memory, he doesn't remember what she looked like at all.

"Uncle Qin?" She asked with clear eyes.

King Qin gave her a fixed look, and his heart was overwhelmed.

Five years ago he met a bastard woman. He searched for her for two years, but never found a trace of her. He had forgotten all about it, but the smell on Shaoyin evoked the only memory he had left.

Can't help but scrutinize her.

If it was her, the famously intelligent and capable queen would have the ability to avoid him.

But this doubt only stayed in his mind for a moment, and he was thrown away.

The empress is deeply in love, and everyone in the world knows it. How could she be the demon girl who was so popular back then?

In an instant, he withdrew his falcon-like gaze, and stepped forward.

However, as soon as he reached the door, the curtain was suddenly lifted from the outside, followed by a sound of "Prince, please slow down".

Before he finished speaking, a little boy wearing a royal blue fox fur coat and a round hat of the same color came in.

However, at the age of four or five, Yuxue was born cute and smart. Because he didn't notice someone at the door, he couldn't dodge in time and ran straight into his arms!

"Ouch!" The muscles on the man's body were hard, and Xier couldn't help but scream when her nose hurt.

His arms were clamped by big iron clamp-like hands, he was able to stand firm, looked up at the man standing in front of him, blinked his big eyes and asked, "Who are you?"

Boom!

King Qin couldn't think of anything at once.

He looked at the handsome face of the little boy, but at the age of four or five, he couldn't help thinking—

Chapter 6 Queen 6 He woke up.

Will it be what he thought?

King Qin's chest was agitated, and it was difficult to restrain.

If the woman was really her back then, counting the time, if she had a child, it should be this big.

His heart was up and down, like a stormy sea, but his face was firm and calm, and he didn't move.

Looking back at her, she seemed to be asking casually, "The 23rd year of Longqing..." After a pause, "Where is the queen in the first ten days of September?"

He didn't ask her the exact date, in case she couldn't remember.

But Shao Yin had already remembered it.

In addition to being in the Prince's Mansion, she went to Qingtai Mountain.

"I don't remember." She showed a slight surprise on her face, pretended to think and gave the answer, and then asked in confusion, "Why did the uncle ask?"

She looked as if she was an outsider with no clue.

But King Qin thought in his heart, that woman is extremely cunning, and if he catches her flaws with just a few words, she is not like her.

Not only was he not disappointed, but he felt a little bit more likely.

"Are you the uncle of King Qin?" Xi'er, who had heard his identity from her mother's mouth, blinked her big eyes and looked at the unusually burly man with her arms around her. She couldn't help but blushed with excitement. "Uncle King Qin!"

He was so excited that he was not in a hurry to break free, but raised his face and looked at him admiringly.

King Qin is the god of war in Daliang and the person Xier admires most.

Although he is young, he can recite the battles that the King of Qin has experienced.

Pingxijiang, Dingnanyu... He fought at the age of fifteen and retired at the age of twenty-five, leaving Daliang a stable situation.

The teacher who taught Xi'er admired the King of Qin very much, and Xier was taught by him and respected the King of Qin.

At this time, had the opportunity to meet the people admired, and was so excited that couldn't help self.

When the King of Qin heard the phrase "Uncle of the King of Qin", his heart choked.

If he really is his bloodline...

He took his eyes back and landed on the little baby in his hands. He was born like Shaoyin, handsome and beautiful, lively and lovely.

Not like him at all.

But he is also not like Luo Xuanmo.

He let go of the little baby's arm and said in a low voice, "Are you the prince?"

"Yes." Xi'er nodded again and again, her eyes were bright, and she said excitedly, "My name is Luo Jingxi, and Uncle King Qin can call me Xi'er."

The throat rolled, the man pursed his thin lips and nodded: "Well."

Looking away, he turned him aside and strode out.

He has to check it out.

The monk followed closely and went out.

The servants and the maids said in unison, "Respectfully send off His Royal Highness the King of Qin."

Xi'er finally came back to her senses, she cried out in a rare gaffe, and jumped into Shaoyin's arms: "Queen Mother! Queen Mother! I saw King Qin's uncle!"

Shaoyin leaned over and embraced him, took off his little round hat, handed it over to the palace maid, and kissed the top of his hair: "Well. Are you happy or not?"

"Happy!" Xi'er twisted happily in her arms.

"I want to tell the royal father!" After speaking, she broke free from her arms and ran towards the dragon bed with her calves.

Shaoyin held on tight and sat down on the chair.

In his head was the unrelenting voice of the system: "Whose child is Xi'er?!"

"Of course it belongs to Luo Xuanmo!" Shaoyin said confidently, took the tea cup, lowered his head to hide his strange expression, and said to the system in his heart, "You can move the chip and you will know after a little thought, how could it be King Qin's?Child? Who can resist the power of the plot?"