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Chapter 21 A Good Wife Helps Me Qingyunzhi 21
The amount of luck she can absorb every time she holds hands is exactly what Qin Xuan can replenish in three days.

A Qi treasure that automatically replenishes your luck.

Qin Xuan continued to be silent.

I didn’t say I agreed, but I didn’t say I refused either.

But his face was as black as carbon.

"Your Majesty, the night is dark, please be careful..."

The minister of Dali Temple saw that Qin Xuan had been in for a long time, and it was the middle of the night. Everyone knew that Qin Xuan was weak, so he just wanted to remind Qin Xuan not to interrogate the prisoner too late.

I saw an extremely shocking scene.

The ugly man with the curly moustache was half supporting and half hugging the sickly Majesty, and the Majesty pushed her shoulders in return.

Help.

What royal secrets has he discovered.

Will he still see the sun tomorrow morning?
The Minister of Dali Temple wished he could poke his eyes out and wash his brains out.

Let yourself quickly forget the scene of the beast hugging the beautiful boy.

No wonder His Majesty has been refusing to admit more people into the harem, citing his own frailty.

He wrapped his clothes tightly unconsciously.

His handsome face with sword-shaped eyebrows and starry eyes and beautiful sideburns and long beard is much prettier than that tall man with a curly moustache.

Dali Temple Qing had a cold war.

Qin Xuan had no strength on his body and seemed quite calm.

The voice became even colder: "Let me go."

Shen Chen helped him upright and spread his hands in a gesture of surrender.

Seeing the Dali Temple Qing looking like he was about to vomit after eating shit, he touched his face thoughtfully. Is he so ugly?
Qin Xuan turned and left.

He grabbed the minister of Dali Temple and threatened him, not allowing him to tell what happened today.

The Minister of Dali Temple nodded like a fool, promising to keep his mouth shut.

Send Qin Xuan away.

The Minister of Dali Temple felt that he not only saved his life, but also preserved his chastity.

Qin Xuan was not imprisoning Shen Chen.

Shen Chen knew it after he sent her back to Shen's mansion.

It's done.

Shen Chen sent someone to bring Lingqiu back. She pointed at her burly face and asked Lingqiu.

"Xiaoqiu, is my face really so ugly?"

Lingqiu blinked, looked away, and said in a very sincere voice: "How could that be, sir?"

Shen Chen moved her head over: "Look directly into my eyes."

Lingqiu, who had become much stronger, was forced to stare at Shen Chen's second set of skin, with tears in her eyes.

Biting her lip to keep from crying, she muttered: "It looks good."

Shen Chen asked her to bring over the prepared ointment and began to remove the human skin mask from her face.

He didn't avoid her either.

Ling Qiu serves her closely every day, and the little girl is so attentive, how could she not discover her true identity.

Shen Chen washed his face, looked at his beautiful real face in the mirror, and nodded with satisfaction.

Lingqiu stuffed the big man's skin into the brocade box and put it at the bottom of the cabinet.

When she saw this face now, she couldn't help but think of the time when the adult held this face, pricked her with his beard, and asked her to call her daddy.

I hope adults will never use this face again.

She didn't ask too much about why Shen Chen came back.

No matter what the adult does, she must have her own reasons.

The adults are so smart, they must be right.

Lingqiu looked at Shen Chen with sparkling eyes. To her, the Lord was like a god.

If it weren't for her, she couldn't imagine what would happen to her now.

He cured her mute disease, taught her how to read and write, teach her how to do business, and taught her to be sensible. He also hugged her and touched her head. He is the best person in the world.

Regardless of whether the adult is male or female, she will always follow her and never abandon her.

Shen Chen took out Master Shen's face and gently adjusted it with a pen.

"Lingqiu, haven't you noticed that you and I look very similar?"

Lingqiu looked at Shen Chen's beautiful face in the mirror. She is so beautiful. She is the most beautiful woman in the world.

Seeing that she was stunned again, Shen Chen tapped her head lightly with the pen.

"Tell me, are you my long-lost sister?"

Their faces were too long to be imagined, especially as Ling Qiu grew bigger and bigger. When his face grew, it became more similar to Shen Chen's.

Lingqiu was startled.

It would be great if she was really the adult's sister.

But she remembered her parents, and how they hid her under the bed and died tragically in front of her.She closed her eyes and let herself forget that scene for a while.

He squatted down gently and buried his face in Shen Chen's hand. His hands were soaked with tears.

Her voice was a little choked.

"Lingqiu is not."

Shen Chen looked at her with lowered eyes, put down the pen with his other hand, and gently touched her head.

"Okay, no."

"Lingqiu needs to grow up quickly. Only when he grows up can he do what he wants to do."

Lingqiu nodded vigorously.

"Uh-huh."

Shen Chen held up her little face and wiped away her tears.

Lingqiu, Linger.

Her luck gradually became stronger.

The little maid she bought accidentally.

It turned out to be the heroine six years later.

The little girl who was abused both physically and mentally by Li Yanshu as her substitute.

The next day, Shen Chen went to court again with Master Shen's face on his face.

When the ministers saw Shen Chen, who had disappeared for several months, returned to the court, they all looked at her secretly.

Qin Xuan restored Shen Chen's demoted official position and began to use her again.

Many officials could not help but speculate whether Shen Chen's sudden disappearance could be a conspiracy.

Even when Qin Xuan cursed Shen Chen in the court, it was only because of the emperor's strategy.

I kept thinking that in recent days, the Minister of Rites was imprisoned and the homes of aristocratic families were confiscated.

The ministers felt that they had discovered the truth.

It must have been a scene jointly performed by His Majesty and Master Shen, which made the family relax their vigilance, and then Master Shen took the opportunity to check the evidence of the family's crime.

Then the entire family was uprooted.

There are many new faces in the court today.

Now that all the aristocratic families have been liquidated, there are only a few side officials of the aristocratic family who are still sincere to Qin Xuan.

Qin Xuan finally fulfilled his father's last wish and liquidated the family.

The imperial power began to be highly concentrated on him alone, and Qin Xuan became busier every day.

As for Shen Chen, he was pulled out of his prime position and forced to work for him.

She didn't expect that Qin Xuan would trust her to this extent.

He actually asked her to help him review the memorial.

Shen Chen asked him with a smile: "Your Majesty, aren't you afraid that I will become the second aristocratic family?"

Qin Xuan looked up from the memorial.

He glanced at her lightly.

"you will not."

Shen Chen raised his eyebrows: "What if I am?"

The pen tip in Qin Xuan's hand was dipped in thick ink, and a large ball of ink dripped on the rice paper, forming a black mist.

"If you were, I would kill you myself."

Shen Chen laughed heartily.

There was amusement in her voice. "Your Majesty can't kill me if I don't want to."

Qin Xuan lowered his eyes.

Shen Chen also began to continue reviewing the memorials.

They both knew that what the other person said was true.

Even though Shen Chen was as dangerous as a bomb, Qin Xuan still used her.

For some reason, he had an inexplicable trust in her, and he knew that she wouldn't do it.

She doesn't care about power at all.

The only time her clean and clear eyes showed salivation was when she looked at him.

The tips of Qin Xuan's ears turned red.

As if thinking of something, he sat next to the small table set up for Shen Chen and looked at her face carefully.

Then he couldn't help but reached out and poked.

It's bouncy, has tiny pores, and is warm, just like a real face.

Shen Chen waved away his rebellious hand.

She helped him with his work and was dizzy while reviewing memorials. Not only did he not help, he also made trouble.

Shen Chen's voice was weak: "What are you doing?"

(End of this chapter)