Chapter 224: Cheap Dad

As the saying goes, knowing a son is like a mother, seeing Zhuo Zhonghai like this, the old lady knew what her son was thinking, and immediately hummed: "Put away your womanly benevolence, think about your own future, think about our Zhuo Mansion In the future, if Qinlan or Qinyue does not have the foundation of the harem, how long can you, the prime minister, be able to do this? How long can our Zhuo Mansion prosper?"

Zhuo Zhonghai knew in his heart that his mother's words were not alarmist at all. In recent years, the emperor had broken his trust with him and always ignored him. His status in the court was not as good as before. Maybe that day his position as Prime Minister will be lost, and at that time, the Zhuo Mansion may not know what it will look like.

In the face of family interests and personal future, he once again chose to obey his mother's wishes and sacrifice his daughter in exchange for the prosperity of the Zhuo Mansion.

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Xia Yuanqiu gave the freshly refined elixir to a servant of the Liu family who had been waiting in the Miaoshoutang, along with instructions for taking it, and then sent the servant away from the Miaoshoutang.

The medicinal materials in the Liu family medicine hall are so complete, why not go shopping another day, and prepare some medicinal materials needed for alchemy, so that the work can start as soon as possible.

At noon, the servants of Wangfu delivered a table of delicacies, all of which were the signature dishes packed in Tianxiang Restaurant outside.

Xia Yuanqiu was eating, when the sound of carriage wheels came from outside, she poked her head out of curiosity, who came to see a doctor again in the middle of the day?

I saw a middle-aged man coming down from the carriage, with a solemn jade face and a small beard on his chin, he looked like a scholar.

This person was Zhuo Zhonghai. She had met him at the palace banquet and knew that he was the biological father of her body.

She knew somewhat in her heart that Xia Yuanqiu's disappearance back then probably had a lot to do with this seemingly gentle scribe in front of her.

She continued to eat with her head down, but she couldn't spoil her appetite just because of some disgusting people.

Zhuo Zhonghai stepped in, saw Xia Yuanqiu who was eating at a small round table on the side of the front hall, and coughed softly.

Xia Yuanqiu seemed to have never heard of it, but still lowered his head to eat, not in a hurry, with a calm expression, as if he only had eyes on the dishes on the table and nothing else.

With embarrassment on his face, he increased his volume and coughed again, but he was ignored, without even raising his eyelids.

Helpless, he could only walk forward and stand in front of her, "Qinya, I'm here to see you for my father!"

Xia Yuanqiu stopped what he was doing, slowly swallowed the food in his mouth, took the handkerchief from the side and wiped the corners of his mouth, then raised his eyes to look at Zhuo Zhonghai, looked at him for a few seconds, and then said word by word: " Master Zhuo, did you deny the wrong person? My name is Xia Yuanqiu, not Zhuo Qinya."

Zhuo Zhonghai's face was embarrassing, and he said with a dry smile: "Qinya, dad knows that you blame dad, but you can't blame dad for what happened back then. Dad, the thief who stole you, caught him, but he never said he would leave you behind. What happened, I was angry for a moment, so I executed the punishment, but I didn't expect that the thief would not bear the beating so much, he died halfway through the sentence, and I have completely lost your news since then."

"Over the years, Dad has never given up looking for you, but the mountains and rivers are vast, and Dad's ability is limited, so, this is the reason—"

Yuan Qiu sneered, put down the long chopsticks in his hand, and said with a smirk: "What kind of powerful thief dares to steal a child in the Prime Minister's mansion? Isn't he too courageous?" She looked at Zhuo Zhonghai His face changed suddenly, and he said again: "Such a powerful thief is so ungrateful, I don't know what kind of skill he used to steal the child in the Prime Minister's house, and I don't know why I was only three years old. Attraction, to attract a thief to such a risk."