My Lady Always Lacks Ambition
Chapter 307 - 306: Taisu Pulse Method and People

Chapter 307: Chapter 306: Taisu Pulse Method and People

Seeing it on Master Ci Yun’s account, Qin Liuxi did not trouble Teng Tianhan and accompanied him back to the city by carriage, as for the matter he requested help for, it was regarding his only son.

Qin Liuxi carefully observed his facial features and said, "What is wrong with your distinguished son? Your face does not seem like someone who has a seriously ill family member, and the Children Palace in your facial features is not dim either."

Teng Tianhan was surprised, "You know how to read faces?"

"How is it, didn’t Master Ci Yun tell you about my ability regarding destined people? Are you just waiting confidently, sure that you’ll find the right help?" Qin Liuxi smiled.

Teng Tianhan said, "Although I haven’t become a monk, I am somewhat an external disciple of Master Ci Yun and served the master for a few years in my youth, learning his teachings."

Qin Liuxi glanced at the glowing prayer beads on his wrist and said, "So you have a fate with Buddha. Don’t keep addressing me so formally, I am a Daoist at Qingping Temple in Li City, my Daoist name is Wei Buqiu, hence I also have some skill in face reading."

Teng Tianhan bowed, "The master is courteous." Then said, "My son is not severely ill, but he was weak since birth due to his mother’s womb, and there’s also his temperament..."

He paused mid-sentence, thinking of his son’s behavior, a hint of helplessness appeared between his eyebrows.

"So you are seeking medical advice?"

Teng Tianhan nodded.

Qin Liuxi was silent for a while and then said, "I have a method, the Taisu Pulse Method, which can reveal past events and predict fortunes and disasters, by diagnosing your pulse, I can foresee your son’s fate. Would you dare let me take your pulse?"

Teng Tianhan was stunned, he sought healing for his son, but the other party wanted to take his pulse?

Teng Tianhan, known as Teng Qingtian, often solved cases brilliantly and appeared unmatched in his steadiness and indifference, but now he showed an expression quite different from his usual demeanor, looked intently at Qin Liuxi and said, "Examining my pulse can reveal my son’s life fate?"

To know the son by observing the father, how strange is that?

Despite Teng Tianhan’s connection with Buddha, having been an official for many years, and recently promoted to Junior Minister of the Ministry of Justice, he had seen many charlatans and tricksters like witches and alchemists, but had never heard of knowing a son’s fortune through taking a pulse.

And about the child sitting cross-legged before him, she could only be considered a not-full-grown child, he himself could be her father.

This young alchemist, does she really have such skills?

Qin Liuxi met his gaze, not avoiding eye contact, and asked, "Mr. Teng, you’re a widower, aren’t you?"

Teng Tianhan’s fingertips hidden in his sleeves twitched, but his expression did not change.

If the driver outside knew of his background, he must also know that his wife had passed away many years ago, and his only son was born amidst difficult labor.

He stretched out his right hand.

Qin Liuxi smiled gently, took a light breath, extended his fingers to touch his pulse, simultaneously whispering the Taisu Pulse Formula in his heart and forming the spell with his other hand.

The Taisu Pulse Method, taking light and clear as noble and heavy and murky as lowly, fundamentally judges a person by these pulse qualities; men’s primary focus is on the liver pulse to gauge their career and wealth.

Teng Tianhan’s pulse was light and clear, having minor sickness but clear and unobstructed.

Born into a prestigious family, having passed the imperial exams at nineteen, setting up a household in his early twenties, starting from a County Magistrate and climbing step by step to a fourth-rank junior minister, he was only thirty-two now, his official career was far from over, expected to reach second-rank before reaching the age of knowing one’s destiny.

Qin Liuxi, without even opening her eyes, while holding his pulse, had already spoken of his background and future prospects.

Teng Tianhan’s eyes showed shock.

"... The pulse is smooth as bead roundness without end, pressing down feels optimal, raising finger feels completely integrated, but, Mr. Teng, you often have three sections of smooth pulse, indicating insufficient liver energy. Do you have slight pain in your liver occasionally? Though you’re occupied with official duties, you must also pay attention to detoxing and taking care of your liver, otherwise, over time, a minor illness could become chronic, and regardless of wealth, you could end up living with medication daily, ultimately leading to untreatable conditions," Qin Liuxi’s voice was especially clear in the small carriage space.

Hearing this, Teng Tianhan’s expression grew more serious.

He really had some capability.

The Imperial Physician had also taken his pulse and said that his liver and spleen were discordant. Although he had taken medicine, owing to busy official duties and concerns for his only son, he didn’t pay much attention to nurturing his health.

Qin Liuxi pinched the spell, probing further, his brows slightly furrowing then relaxing before eventually withdrawing his fingers.

Teng Tianhan handed her a handkerchief to wipe her hands: "How is it?"

"Two pieces of news, one good and one bad. Which would you like to hear first?"

Teng Tianhan’s heart trembled, he asked: "Is it about my son?"

"The bond between you and your noble son is weak. Normally, you two are not on close terms."

Teng Tianhan argued: "He lost his mother when he was young and also has a frail condition, which makes him different from ordinary people. Perhaps, if his health improves..."

Qin Liuxi shook her head and said: "Mr. Teng, the pulse does not lie. The bond between you and your young son is weak."

Teng Tianhan’s face gradually turned sour.

He understood the meaning of a weak father-son bond; either the affection between them had been severed, one of them would die, or they would live separately.

"The other good news is, Mr. Teng, you will marry a new wife, be blessed with children and have a house full of descendants," Qin Liuxi said. "Moreover, in your year of knowing fate, there is a deadly tribulation. If you overcome it, you may live a long life. A ruthless approach won’t lift you smoothly to high status. Even if a ruthless official can bring you spectacular achievements and reuse, it can also make you revered in a fearsome way, harming celestial harmony and you could be abandoned anytime. It’s best to keep a mellow stance, so you can face everyone in future without issues."

Teng Tianhan felt a chill down his spine and his ears buzzed.

Though Qin Liuxi spoke calmly, he disturbingly sensed an impending storm of bloodshed from her words, which was alarming.

Teng Tianhan took a deep breath and asked: "Are your predictions accurate?"

"Accurate or not depends on whether you believe or not. When I said the bond with your noble son is weak, I didn’t mean his life will be short, but that his connection with you, even with the family, is faint. It’s not because of the young noble’s health but rather, his destiny," said Qin Liuxi calmly. "Mr. Teng, don’t worry, although this son has a weak bond, you still have at least two sons to bring you joy."

Should I cry or laugh?

Teng Tianhan was at a loss for words; on one hand, she said the bond with his son was weak, on the other, she mentioned his prosperous descendants.

Right, Zhao’er is already seven years old, the family had already intended to find him a concubine, and they had already chosen someone, to be brought into the family by the end of this year at the latest.

Teng Tianhan said: "Regardless, could you please diagnose my son?"

Qin Liuxi nodded and stretched out her hand.

Teng Tianhan confused: "???"

"Mr. Teng, it’s time for you to pay my fortune-telling fee."

Teng Tianhan realized, hastily rummaged through his sleeve wallet but discovered he had not brought his wallet; it was all with the servant who managed affairs.

Looking into Qin Liuxi’s clear eyes, he felt a bit embarrassed and awkward, saying: "I don’t have any silver on me, may I pay you once I return to the city?"

Qin Liuxi withdrew her hand, saying: "That’s fine."

She thought for a moment and then said: "If you don’t give the fortune-telling fee, find me two capable craftsmen instead, that can also suffice."

"Oh? What kind of craftsmen do you need?"

"Those who can make candied fruits, swift and clean," Qin Liuxi said.

Just that?

Teng Tianhan had thought she might ask for someone more significant, but wondered, does she have a sweet tooth for candied fruits?