Quickly penetrate the host, she is deadly and seductive

Just when Meng Xuanheng was deep in thought, Xiao An inadvertently raised his head and caught a glimpse of Meng Xuanheng and Mu Jiu standing at the door of the room.

She immediately put her purse into the sewing box in front of her, quickly took the purse in Shi Qing's hand and threw it in, then pulled the fabric to cover it.

Shi Qing noticed Xiao An's actions and understood instantly. He turned around and saw Meng Xuanheng and Mu Jiu standing at the door of the room.

In fact, she was not afraid that Meng Xuanheng would see her embroidering her purse. On the contrary, she especially wanted Meng Xuanheng to see it.

But there will be plenty of opportunities in the future, so don’t rush into this moment.

Meng Xuanheng met Shi Qing's gaze and stepped into the room.

Xiao An immediately stood up and saluted Meng Xuanheng: "Your Majesty."

"Yes." Meng Xuanheng responded. He glanced at the sewing box on the table and took it back, pretending that he hadn't seen anything just now.

Shi Qing stood up and looked at Meng Xuanheng, "Why does the regent come to see me for anything?"

Hearing this, Meng Xuanheng's eyes rolled slightly, and with a flash of light, he took a step forward and said, "I'm really here for something, but I'm not looking for you, I'm looking for Xiao An."

After saying that, Meng Xuanheng narrowed his eyes and stared at Shi Qing tightly, trying to find any change in Shi Qing's face.

But Shi Qing's expression was calm and did not change at all after hearing the words.

Meng Xuanheng's dark eyes darkened a little, and a touch of disappointment flashed through his heart, but he couldn't say anything, so he turned and left the room.

Xiao An and Mu Jiu followed closely and walked out. The room suddenly became quiet, leaving Shi Qing alone.

Shi Qing looked down at the sewing box on the table, took out the purse inside, held it in his hand and played with it carefully.

She played with her purse, turned her head and glanced outside, thinking about Meng Xuanheng's words that deliberately tested her just now, the corners of her lips curved in a playful arc.

To make her lose control of her emotions with just two sentences would be to underestimate her.

It seemed that the relationship between the two of them was too dull during this period, which made Meng Xuanheng a little unbearable and impatient.

It's time to stimulate him.

*

night.

When Shi Qing was reading some strange essays in the room, there was a knock on the door, and then Meng Xuanheng's voice came in.

"Are you asleep? I have something to tell you."

When Shi Qing heard Meng Xuanheng's voice, he immediately closed the book in his hand and put it under the pillow to hide it.

Then he quickly walked to the table with his sewing box and sat down, and then said, "Not yet, come in."

Meng Xuanheng pushed the door open and saw Shi Qing sitting at the table, lighting a lamp and embroidering a purse, with a serious look on her face.

Listening to the approaching footsteps, Shi Qing deliberately hissed softly, pretending to be pricked by a needle.

Meng Xuanheng tensed up when he heard the sound, and walked quickly to Shi Qing. He held Shi Qing's hand and raised it with a worried look on his face. He scanned it carefully and was relieved when he saw that there was no bleeding.

Before he could say anything, Shi Qing had already pulled his hand away, "What does the Prince Regent want from me?"

Meng Xuanheng sat down and did not answer Shi Qing's question immediately.

He lowered his eyes and glanced at Shi Qing's unfamiliar appearance when embroidering the purse, and whispered: "If you want the purse, just let the palace people embroider it. Why do it yourself? Not only is it laborious, but it will also cause injuries."

Shi Qing's hand movements did not stop, while he was embroidering the purse, he said: "It is better to embroider things yourself when giving them away."

Shi Qing's light words fell on Meng Xuanheng's ears, like a stone thrown into the lake of his heart, making his mind agitated and his heartbeat speeding up instantly.

"You... want to give this purse to someone else? Do you know how to give someone a purse..."

Before Meng Xuanheng could finish speaking, Shi Qing interrupted him and said word by word: "Why did the regent come to me tonight?"

Meng Xuanheng paused, looked into Shi Qing's eyes, turned around and swallowed the words that came to his lips.

Shi Qing didn't want to say more, and he couldn't force it, and Shi Qing didn't see anyone being special to anyone on weekdays. Maybe she didn't want to give it to someone she admired, but to a friend, such as Xiao An.

Thinking like this, Meng Xuanheng's mind gradually calmed down and he no longer thought about it.

He looked at Shi Qing and said his original intention of coming this time, "That's right, the beginning of winter is coming soon. I heard that not only the market is lively, but there are also many lively customs among the people."

"What do you think we can stay out for two more days?"

There was a fleeting dark light in Shi Qing's lowered eyes, and he nodded in agreement, "Okay."

"Then it's settled." After Meng Xuanheng finished speaking, he took out something and handed it to Shi Qing.

"Here you go, this is your money for this month. If you want to buy anything when you go out tomorrow, you don't have to save. If it's not enough, ask me again."

He still remembered what Shi Qing said when he went to the market for the first time out of the palace and bought candied haws.

At that time, she didn't even have the money to buy two more bunches of candied haws. Now, he didn't want her to face such an embarrassing moment again.

Shi Qing looked at the silver bag in front of him and reached out to take it without any hesitation. He smiled at Meng Xuanheng and said, "In that case, I will no longer be polite to the regent."

When Meng Xuanheng saw Shi Qing answered, his thin lips curved into a smile, "There's no need to be polite to me, you can tell me whatever you want."

Looking at Meng Xuanheng like this, the system couldn't help but secretly give Shi Qing a thumbs up. Its host is really awesome!

Who would have thought that the ruthless Meng Xuanheng would become like this now, as if he was eager to give everything to Shi Qing in exchange for her happiness.

*

At the beginning of winter, the market will be lively for three consecutive days, starting from the day before the beginning of winter.

In the evening the day before the beginning of winter.

Shi Qing and Meng Xuanheng left the palace in a carriage. Also coming out this time were Mu Jiu and Xiao An. There were also people who had been arranged by Meng Xuanheng to guard in the dark.

There are many performers in the market, including acrobatics, martial arts, fire-breathing, etc., and it is very lively.

Shi Qing kept walking around the market, seeming to be curious about everything. He wanted to look at every place. He would take a quick look at the things he had already seen before leaving, and he would stop and look at the things he had not seen for a while.

Meng Xuanheng kept following her. He stopped when she stopped. He immediately followed her when she left. He stood quietly behind Shi Qing and watched over her, following her tirelessly.

They said they were going to the market together, but Meng Xuanheng's eyes were fixed on Shi Qing and never moved away.

After visiting the market, several people did not return to the palace. Instead, they found an inn near the market to rest for the night.

next morning.

Several people left the city in a carriage and went to a village ten miles away from the capital.

After arriving at the village, several people got off the carriage and walked in the village.

A man passing by in the village saw these strangers and came up curiously and asked, "What are you doing here?"

Meng Xuanheng replied: "My wife and I are going to look for relatives. We passed by here and saw that it was getting late. I want to stay overnight. Isn't it convenient?"

Shi Qing, who was on the side, raised his eyebrows slightly when he heard these words, and turned to look at Meng Xuanheng, whose face was not red and his heart was not beating. He could not tell that he was lying at all.

No wonder.