The Beloved in the Palm

Chapter 1: Transformed into a spoiled female supporting role

A beauty sat in front of the table.

She was about sixteen or seventeen years old, wearing a lotus-colored dress, lazily holding a mud-gold shawl, with scarlet tassels hanging down her cheeks, and her skin was as white as snow and her face was as beautiful as a flower.

She had been sitting there for half an hour.

The maid couldn't help but worry, holding the handkerchief tightly, and called carefully: "Miss, where does it hurt again?"

This sound immediately woke Xue Qingyin from her panic.

"I... I'm fine." Xue Qingyin squeezed out a sound.

As she said this, she gently pinched her thigh flesh.

Hiss.

It hurts.

It means it's not a dream.

That's right, she really traveled through time.

To be precise, she traveled through a book.

This is what happened-

Before going to bed, her colleague recommended her a novel called "The Exclusively Favored Imperial Concubine". The male protagonist only had his great cause in his heart and gave up the female protagonist countless times. She held her breath, wanting to see when the author would torture the hero. She held her breath until 3:30 in the morning.

The light on the phone screen gradually became dazzling.

She closed her eyes tiredly, and when she opened them again, the world had completely changed.

Xue Qingyin.

This is a female supporting character in the book with the same name as her.

She was born with a bit of poison in her mother's womb. She was very delicate after birth. She would get rashes if she wore rough clothes, and she would get fever when exposed to the wind... In short, she had to be pampered. Since she was a child, the whole family's attention has been on her.

Because of this, if she likes something, she will insist on getting it.

At the age of fourteen, she fell in love with her brother-in-law, He Songning, the hero of "The Exclusively Beloved Concubine".

She insisted on marrying He Songning, and she dragged it until now and refused to discuss marriage. But she didn't know that He Songning had been fed up with her for a long time.

He Songning is the illegitimate son of the current old emperor. His biological mother is not presentable, and the old emperor has no intention of recognizing him. He was raised in the Xue family and replaced the eldest son of the Xue family who died young. He is called "Xue Ning".

For outsiders who don't know, he is Xue Qingyin's biological brother.

Xue Qingyin knew that she could not convince her parents to violate ethics and morality and let her marry her ideal person as she wished... so she became depressed and fell seriously ill.

Until today, her health has improved.

No wonder the maid was worried.

"Big Miss, Big Miss!" Another maid's voice sounded.

The maid happily pushed the door in and said, "The eldest son is back and brought gifts to distribute in the flower hall. He also asked about you, the eldest son, and asked why he didn't see you."

The eldest son mentioned by the maid was He Songning.

The replacement was personally manipulated by Mr. Xue and was done very secretly. Even Mrs. Xue didn't know that her biological son had died and replaced him with a fake one. The people in the mansion were even less clear.

Xue Qingyin discovered the truth because it was accidentally discovered under the original author's plot arrangement.

So everyone in the mansion really thought that this person was Xue Qingyin's biological elder brother.

They were blood relatives from the same mother, and the eldest girl liked this elder brother the most on weekdays.

If she went to the front to talk to the eldest master, the pain on the girl's body would be relieved. The maid thought.

At this time, Xue Qingyin, who was sitting at this end, curled her lips.

... Unlucky.

"Eldest girl? Is the eldest girl unhappy?" The maid stopped beside her and asked timidly.

Xue Qingyin didn't speak.

She lowered her head and looked at the thing in her palm.

It was a sachet with the word "Ning" embroidered on it.

A girl who was raised like the original body was naturally not good at housework. But she learned how to make sachets.

For fear that He Songning didn't know her hard work, she lit the lamp and stayed up late to make sachets for people. I don't know how many times her fingers were pricked.

After listening to a few love stories, she even began to imagine that she would spit blood on the sachet while embroidering. Wouldn't it be more touching for the person she loves if she worked so hard?

Now, Xue Qingyin rolled her eyes when she thought of her original body's actions.

Looking at the sachet again, she felt even more unlucky.

Xue Qingyin picked up the scissors in the box beside her and cut the tassels hanging under the sachet with a snap.

The maids were almost scared crazy when they saw this.

"What is the girl doing?"

"What's wrong with the girl? Hurry up, go and ask the lady."

Xue Qingyin stopped.

It's just cutting a sachet... Is it necessary to mobilize so many people?

Forget it.

After all, the original body wasted so much effort to make it.

Xue Qingyin blinked.

Look, her original 5.0 vision was affected.

Staying up late to make sachets, how painful it is!

Xue Qingyin thought about the possibility of changing the word "Ning" to something else and then recycling it and giving it to someone else...

While she was thinking, Madam Xue had already arrived.

"Yinyin, my mother Yinyin, are you feeling stuffy in your chest again?" Madam Xue lifted her skirt and walked to Xue Qingyin in two or three steps.

Xue Qingyin hid the sachet and bumped into Madam Xue's arms, saying in a muffled voice: "I took a nap in the afternoon. When I woke up and didn't see my mother, I missed her a little."

Madam Xue couldn't help laughing, stroking her hair and said: "Just ask someone to come and invite her. Why are you still sulking here?"

Xue Qingyin didn't speak, her eyes were a little red.

She had parents, but her parents loved her brother more than her.

In contrast, Madam Xue spoiled her daughter to the core, even spoiling her to the point of not being able to distinguish right from wrong, but she was the mother she wanted but couldn't get.

It's a pity that the original person was so selfish. When she knew that her biological eldest brother had died a long time ago and that He Songning was a fake brother, she only thought about how to marry He Songning, but never thought of telling her mother about this.

You must know that Mrs. Xue treats He Songning as her own son, but He Songning hates the house and the bird, and hates Mrs. Xue very much.

"Your eldest brother is back and brought you a lot of gifts." Mrs. Xue wiped Xue Qingyin's face and helped her stand up, "Go and take a look?"

Xue Qingyin said in a low voice: "No, I'm going to sleep."

"Okay, okay, you go to sleep. Can I go get the gift for you?" Mrs. Xue coaxed her a few times with gentle words. She waited for Xue Qingyin to lie down and covered her with a blanket before leaving.

Mrs. Xue arrived at the flower hall. As soon as she entered the door, she heard a voice whispering: "It's better to wait until my sister chooses me."

Mrs. Xue couldn't help but frown.

The speaker was Xue Qinghe, a daughter of the Xue family's concubine, who was several months younger than Xue Qingyin.

Mrs. Xue said coolly: "Since it's a gift brought back by Song Ning, it's not your turn to pick it out."

The young man standing in the hall, dressed in navy blue robe, looks like a strong pine tree.

He turned around when he heard the sound, frowned and said, "Why does mother talk like this?"

Mrs. Xue sighed and gave him a gouge.

And the young man was none other than He Songning.

He looked behind Mrs. Xue and saw that it was empty. A trace of surprise flashed in his eyes: "Where is Qingyin?"

"Do you still remember your biological sister?" Mrs. Xue pretended to be angry. "My body is not feeling well and I am resting in bed. Otherwise, I would have been so happy to have come to greet you when I knew you were back."

He Songning didn't answer.

Something strange. he thought.

With Xue Qingyin's temper, even if she had a high fever, she would drag her sick body to see him, so she could act weak and pity him.

When Mrs. Xue saw that he was silent, she took the initiative and ordered her servants: "Carry all the gifts to the eldest girl's room."

He Songning: "Mother..."

"When have your father and I ever lacked good things in our room? Give it to your sister to make her happy."

He Songning wanted to ask, what about Qinghe?

But when the words came to his lips, he swallowed them.

It doesn't matter if he gives it all to Xue Qingyin... it also saves him the time to persuade Xue Qingyin to marry the King of Wei.

This time Xue Qingyin turned over lazily on the imperial concubine's couch and opened her mouth: "Feed it into my mouth."

The maid hurriedly put the soft and glutinous snack to her lips.

"Don't you want to sleep, girl?" the maid asked.

"Well, you can sleep well after eating." Xue Qingyin said.

When the maid thought about it, she couldn't think of anything to refute.

In the evening.

Mrs. Xue came over and asked, "Have you seen the gift? Do you like it?"

Xue Qingyin sat up: "What gift?"

Mrs. Xue didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "What? Haven't you looked over it yet?"

Xue Qingyin shook her head.

Mrs. Xue suppressed her smile and said unhappily: "A Ning really can't figure it out. Qinghe is just a concubine, but he only looks after her all day long. Have you forgotten that the reason why you were pregnant with poison back then was because of Xue Qinghe's short life?" Did mother put medicine in my soup?"

Xue Qingyin was about to say something.

Mrs. Xue added hurriedly: "But your brother still loves you after all. When he heard that you were ill, he ordered people to bring all the gifts to you."

If it were the original person who listened to it, he would definitely be very happy.

But Xue Qingyin knew the truth very well.

Mrs. Xue wholeheartedly hoped for harmony between the siblings, but she didn't know that He Songning liked Xue Qinghe more. The kind of love between men and women.

Yes, Xue Qinghe is the heroine of this book.

Needless to say, these gifts must have been sent by Mrs. Xue.

Xue Qingyin leaned in Mrs. Xue's arms and whispered: "Can I have another brother?"

Mrs. Xue was startled: "What nonsense are you talking about, kid?"

Xue Qingyin looked miserable: "He doesn't like me at all. How does he look like my brother? Mom, did you hug me wrongly?"

Mrs. Xue patted her head: "You are already at the age where you should get married, and you are still saying such childish things. You are not allowed to say it in the future. If you tell your brother to listen, won't this alienate the relationship between brother and sister?"

Xue Qingyin curled her lips.

Thinking of the terrible plot that followed, she felt as if her energy had been drained and she just wanted to die in place.

"I will go outside to pick up a new son for you another day. The kind that listens to you and loves me." Xue Qingyin said.

Mrs. Xue smiled: "You're talking nonsense and you're addicted. Okay, you can rest."

Mrs. Xue left some snacks and soup made by herself for her.

Not long after, it got dark.

In order to ensure good sleep quality, Xue Qingyin asked the maid to extinguish the candle.

It's pitch black and easy to fall asleep.

Xue Qingyin closed her eyes, and in a daze, she heard a "squeak" coming from the window, followed by a figure falling into the house.

"Qingyin." He called in a low voice.

Xue Qingyin woke up with a start, full of anger.

She sat up and stared at the figure.

Wow you boy!

Checking the little girl’s window at night, right?

It’s really not a good thing!

Xue Qingyin picked up the porcelain pillow and smashed it over.

"Crack".

The porcelain pillow hit a hard object and fell to pieces, shattering on the floor.

The figure visibly shook.

"Girl, what happened?" the maid's panicked voice sounded.

The candles outside were immediately lit.

The figure groaned, ignoring the pain, and quickly came to Xue Qingyin's side, covering her lips.

Xue Qingyin:.

It’s a pity that I don’t have a chamber pot.

Otherwise, it would be great to smash this.