The Beloved in the Palm

Chapter 146: Take her back to the palace

"King Xuan..." Liu Yuerong suddenly came to her senses, and stood up with the help of the palace maid and saluted, "Greetings to King Xuan."

Liu Yuerong could act with style in front of Xue Qingyin, but she didn't dare to do so in front of King Xuan.

King Xuan ignored her.

He first looked at Xue Qingyin deeply, which made Xue Qingyin feel more guilty.

Then he put Xue Qingyin back on the chair without exposing her.

He straightened up, looking imposing.

"What kind of trick is this?" King Xuan asked.

...Trick.

King Xuan's tone was calm, but the calmer it was, the more it hurt Liu Yuerong.

Doesn't King Xuan know that she is pregnant?

That's right... King Xuan must have just come back from outside, so he must not know.

The corners of Liu Yuerong's mouth twitched, but she was still not as shameless as Xue Qingyin, who could say "I'm pregnant" and "I have a stomachache" anytime and anywhere.

What's more, Prince Xuan is the eldest...

"To answer your Highness, this is a poetry meeting to be prepared." A voice sounded.

Turning his head, it was Qiao Xinyu who answered.

Want to steal the limelight too?

Liu Yuerong suddenly felt more depressed.

Liu Yuerong hurriedly squeezed out a voice: "Your Highness, are you returning to the capital?"

It's not possible that he returned from the battlefield without permission, right?

At this time, Qiao Xinyu said beside him: "Your Highness must have returned victoriously."

Liu Yuerong realized that what she said just now was not quite appropriate.

It showed that Qiao Xinyu was here!

Liu Yuerong frowned secretly, looked at Prince Xuan again, but still squeezed out a smile and said: "Your Highness is so exhausted, are you here to pick up the concubine?"

Liu Yuerong no longer expected to show off from Xue Qingyin.

Send her away quickly!

Now that Prince Xuan has come, and he has returned victoriously, I'm afraid Xue Qingyin's tail is almost up to the sky. Wouldn't she be more arrogant in a while?

King Xuan's eyes moved slightly, and he turned to look at Xue Qingyin. He asked, "Are you still playing?"

Everyone couldn't help but look at Xue Qingyin when they heard the voice, and then looked at King Xuan carefully.

Ever since King Xuan entered the door, they noticed that King Xuan was wearing armor, and thought he had rushed into the city.

King Xuan was such a cold and hard person, but he treated Xue Qingyin so fondly...

What virtue and ability did Xue Qingyin have?

And Xue Qingyin herself was even more guilty at this moment.

She glanced at King Xuan's face, and then looked into his eyes. There was a little dark in his eyes.

This is very dangerous.

But Xue Qingyin thought about it, if she delayed it any longer, it might become more dangerous...

So she said obediently: "I will go back to the palace with His Highness."

King Xuan asked again: "Are you really not going to play anymore?"

"No, no!" Xue Qingyin said firmly.

King Xuan leaned down and put his hand on Xue Qingyin's belly.

He stared at her and whispered, "Does it hurt?"

He had his back to the others, so most of the others could only hear his voice but not see his movements.

Only Xue Qingyin felt a little embarrassed.

Even though they were separated by clothes, she seemed to be able to sense the scorching temperature transmitted from his large palm.

Under such public eyes, she had the illusion that she was being peeled open and eaten by King Xuan.

Xue Qingyin's eyes flickered, but she still insisted in a low voice: "I just said that it doesn't hurt much to see His Highness back."

"I will carry you out." King Xuan whispered.

Xue Qingyin opened her mouth, wanting to say something but stopped.

No...your armor...it's a bit uncomfortable.

King Xuan pretended not to see it, and with his arm around her waist, he easily picked her up.

Without saying much to others, King Xuan carried Xue Qingyin out.

Nong Xia stayed there for a while before reacting and quickly followed.

After a while.

Everyone came back to their senses.

"Your Highness Xuan treats his concubine really..."

"It's against the rules." Liu Yuerong said with a gloomy face.

The others looked at each other and immediately stopped talking.

But their eyes still glanced at a corner vaguely.

There sat Lu Shuyi.

A noble lady who was once very popular in the capital.

But since she failed to become the main wife of King Xuan, she has been silent.

Not many people noticed that Jiang Hui, the sister of Concubine Jiang, had fear in her eyes and a strange look on her face.

This side, King Xuan held Xue Qingyin and walked straight out.

There was silence for a while, only the sound of armor gently hitting and rubbing against metal while walking.

Xue Qingyin was in a trance and felt as if she smelled a little blood from him.

"Your Highness, won't you be tired?" Xue Qingyin whispered.

You don't want to talk, right? Then I'll do it.

"Yes." King Xuan uttered a word.

"Then your highness should put me down."

"But Yinyin is delicate."

Xue Qingyin blushed and said, "I'll just take the sedan chair."

King Xuan looked down at her: "Yinyin, don't you miss me at all?"

"Of course I miss you..." Xue Qingyin wanted to say that she missed you so much that she couldn't eat or sleep.

But this statement was too unreasonable. After all, if you ask her, you will know that she sleeps until the sun shines on her butt every day, and goes to the palace to eat and drink when she has nothing to do.

Xue Qingyin: "Anyway, I miss you." This is a must.

The arm that King Xuan held her tightened a little.

Xue Qingyin felt that she seemed to catch a glimpse of a flash of smile from his eyes.

"Did your highness return to the court after the victory?"

"Yes."

"Your highness is really amazing."

"Yinyin was amazing just now."

Xue Qingyin:?

I suspect you are being sarcastic.

The King Xuan has long legs, and soon he carried her out of the King Wei's mansion.

What a coincidence.

The King Wei returned home at this time.

"...Brother?" The King Wei's voice trembled.

The King Xuan looked over.

Then he saw the King Wei dismounted and stood at the bottom of the steps. The tiredness on the King Wei's face could not be concealed, as if he was the one who rushed thousands of miles.

Xue Qingyin took a look and thought to herself that you are lustful.

You must be weak because of having too many wives and concubines.

"Brother, what is this..." The King Wei's eyes slid from the armor and finally fell on Xue Qingyin. She was still so beautiful.

The King Wei had heard that Xue Qingyin was pregnant.

He had secretly heard that the King Xuan was not good at that, but he didn't expect... The King Wei didn't want to think about it anymore, and felt more and more jealous.

King Xuan only nodded slightly, and without even saying a word to King Wei, he took Xue Qingyin to the carriage.

"Farewell, brother." King Wei said, his eyes followed closely, wishing he could look at Xue Qingyin for a few more times.

He stood outside the door for a long time, until the carriage of King Xuan's mansion was completely out of sight, he turned around and went in.

The palace servants were so happy to see King Wei come back to preside over the situation, and hurriedly led him to the poetry meeting.

Everyone naturally stood up and saluted him again.

Liu Yuerong also breathed a sigh of relief in her heart, fortunately... fortunately King Xuan took the person away just now.

King Wei walked to the main seat and sat down, took the teacup with one hand, but his eyes paused, and stayed on the face of the sister Jiang Concubine for a moment.

Liu Yuerong's heart was full of King Wei, how could she not notice such details?

Her heart sank, and she thought that it seemed that Jiang Hui must not be allowed to become a widow.

Otherwise, the King of Wei might really use her as a substitute for Xue Qingyin and take her as his concubine...

Xue Qingyin didn't expect that even after she left, the atmosphere in the King of Wei's mansion was still not much better.

Back to the King of Xuan's mansion.

The palace servants closed the door for them considerately.

Xue Qingyin:?

Isn't it too skilled.