These were no ordinary ornamental roses. These were medicinal roses.

As a doctor who studied herbs all day, Gu Qiqi could smell it immediately.

She raised her eyebrows in confusion. “Your aunt and uncle like medicinal plants very much?”

In this simple courtyard, other than the pink roses that were in full bloom, there were also many low-key and inconspicuous medicinal herbs that quietly grew everywhere in the courtyard.

They were quite special.

Unexpectedly, Beigong Mingtian looked at her strangely. “I don’t have an aunt. You must remember not to ask questions about Uncle’s relationships later. He… wandered outside all those years. Perhaps he was hurt by love and never married or had children in his life. He was pure-hearted and lonely.”

Gu Qiqi unconsciously swallowed a mouthful of saliva.

Why were all the members of the Beigong family so strange?

Beigong Mingtian’s parents were a pair of clowns who did not take the ordinary path. They always wanted to give up the throne so that they could wander around.

As a son, Beigong Mingtian was extremely arrogant and awkward. He did not look like a prince who loved his people.

When it came to Beigong Lie, he might as well stay single for the rest of his life…

Sigh…

Sighing, she did not ask any more questions and quietly followed Beigong Mingtian along the stone path towards the inner bedchamber.

Before they reached the door, they heard a loud voice from inside. “Rascal, I heard that you’re in a relationship? Which family’s girl is she from? Why didn’t you bring her to show me? Those servants are all gossiping happily. When I asked them about your wife, they all shut up and slipped away. What happened? Could it be that your wife is too ugly to be seen?”

Gu Qiqi was speechless.

This was Beigong Lie, wasn’t it?

Uncle, your opening remarks are really vicious!

Beigong Mingtian coughed awkwardly. “Uncle, my partner is… beautiful.”

Gu Qiqi felt even more awkward.

Why did he have to explain this?

However, the uncle and nephew happily went on along the subject.

Beigong Lie asked curiously through the door, “Really? That’s great. Our Beigong family needs such genes to improve our descendants. Hurry up and get married and have more children. Our Beigong family has too few children! After you grew up, I didn’t even have the joy of bringing up children…”

Beigong Mingtian said, “Uncle, let nature take its course.”

Beigong Lie said, “Let nature take its course, my ass. There’s a secret. I have a lot of herbs that can help people give birth to sons and daughters. Do you like sons or daughters? I’ll mix the medicine for you. I guarantee it will work…”

Beigong Ming’s lips twitched. “I like… daughters.”

Beigong Lie said, “Me too! You have such good taste. Let me tell you, daughters are still cuter. I would probably want to strangle my son ten thousand times a day…”

Beigong Mingtian said, “Uncle, you brought me up when I was young.”

Beigong Lie coughed. “You’re more obedient. I’ve never pinched you.”

Gu Qiqi was speechless.

She was already in disarray.

Wasn’t this uncle a loner who didn’t like to talk?

Why did he sound like a complete chatterbox and a seriously ill chatterbox!

What are the herbs that can make a son and a daughter?

Could it be that Uncle was a swindler and had gone to buy dog skin plaster during those years?

As she was thinking about it, the door to the inner chamber of the bedchamber burst open.

A tall man with broad shoulders and thin arms was dressed in light linen and a dark green gardener’s apron. He held a flowerpot in each hand, and there was fresh mud under his fingernails. The herbs in the pot were still dripping with dew.

The man looked up and gave Gu Qiqi a kind smile. “Nephew’s wife—”