The Beloved in the Palm

Chapter 196 I Love Qingyin

Blushing, Xue Qingyin took a deep breath, walked closer, raised her hand and gently touched King Xuan's chest.

Following the muscle lines.

She pressed on his heart.

"Was there an injury here?" Xue Qingyin said in shock.

The mark was so faint that it was almost invisible.

If she hadn't looked carefully today, she wouldn't have noticed it.

King Xuan said lightly: "Who can avoid being injured on the battlefield?"

"Then doesn't the emperor know this truth? He knows it, but he still..." Xue Qingyin was so angry that she gritted her teeth.

King Xuan raised his hand to pry open her mouth.

He said in a deep voice: "Don't bite, don't be angry for me."

Xue Qingyin bit his finger, and could only make a humming sound in her mouth.

It sounded angry and pitiful.

King Xuan touched the tip of her tongue with his finger, and then touched the soft inner wall of her mouth.

This action suddenly changed its taste.

Xue Qingyin was stunned.

The king pulled his hand away as if nothing had happened, but Xue Qingyin chased after him and grabbed his wrist. Then she hesitantly kissed his fingertips.

This kiss was like a raging fire.

The king's eyes moved, and he hugged her by the waist.

Xue Qingyin's eyes were full of waves, and she hugged his neck tightly.

She took the initiative to kiss him.

But in his arms, she tried her best to kiss him, and she could only reach his chin.

The king paused, and before he could walk to the bed, he pressed her on the beauty couch beside him.

Xue Qingyin did not fall down, she tried her best to raise her head and greet him...

This time, she finally kissed his lips.

The hand that the king held her suddenly became stronger.

With a domineering and strong attitude that seemed to crush her.

She let him do this.

She hooked her arms around his shoulders and kissed him randomly, wilder than he was in the past. But she was too unruly and even knocked her teeth twice.

King Xuan held down her head, stared at her closely, and suddenly asked in a hoarse voice: "Yinyin is so proactive today, is it because you feel sorry for me?"

Xue Qingyin quickly shook her head like a rattle: "No, no."

"How can it be pity? Yes... yes..."

Xue Qingyin didn't know what to say.

She didn't even know what to do.

She could only hug him tighter, the tighter the better, with skin close to skin, close and intimate. It seemed to dispel the haze on him and smooth out those bad things.

She buried her head in his neck, her voice a little hoarse: "I just want you to be...happy."

He sighed softly: "...I am already very happy."

Xue Qingyin's eyes were inexplicably sour again.

She thought this was just the beginning?

Was she treating him well enough?

It seemed that she was not even one-tenth of what he treated her.

She was such a stingy person that she only let a little slip through her fingers for him.

But could such a little bit make him happy?

Xue Qingyin held him tighter: "... I think you'll be happier."

King Xuan blocked her lips.

It was hard to hold back her emotions.

Like a blazing fire.

Xue Qingyin had been messing around for a while, and she didn't know the days and months.

It was the third day since she woke up from exhaustion.

She lay on the bed and looked at her torn skirt... Oh. ... But King Xuan wasn't much better.

There were old scars, and now there were new ones.

There were both scratches and teeth marks.

"I'll go get some medicine for His Highness." Xue Qingyin said as she got off the bed and ran quickly to the cabinet.

Her face was as red as a burning cloud.

Xue Qingyin took out the medicine bottle from the cabinet.

Those were all prepared for her by King Xuan. Who told her to be so delicate on weekdays?

She walked slowly back to King Xuan with sore legs, and imitated King Xuan's usual behavior, lifted the bottle cap and said: "I will apply medicine to His Highness."

King Xuan grabbed her wrist: "No need."

Xue Qingyin said anxiously: "But I scratched it..."

King Xuan said expressionlessly: "I like it."

Xue Qingyin: "You, you, you..." Xue Qingyin was instantly silent.

How can you say such nonsense seriously?

King Xuan looked at her, and suddenly changed his tone and asked: "On the day of our wedding, why didn't Yinyin think of applying medicine for me?"

Xue Qingyin felt even more guilty.

That was naturally because I didn't like you at that time, I just coveted your face and broad shoulders and narrow waist, and you and He Songning had the strength to fight...

"Yinyin?" King Xuan seemed a little suspicious.

Xue Qingyin stammered, "I was... you made me so exhausted, how could I have the energy to do that?"

King Xuan: "Yes, Yinyin is right. It's my fault."

"Yes, I'm so generous, I won't bother with you." Xue Qingyin blurted out.

After saying that, she felt that it was not good. Oh, now she should coax King Xuan.

But King Xuan replied seriously: "Yes, Yinyin is generous."

Xue Qingyin woke up at this moment and felt that King Xuan seemed to... really spoil her too much.

She wanted to say, he would spoil me.

But she thought again.

What's wrong with spoiling? What's wrong with being a bad person with a clear conscience?

Wouldn't it be better if she rewarded King Xuan more?

Xue Qingyin leaned over and kissed King Xuan, and then she regained her spirits: "Let's go, we should leave for Yizhou."

King Xuan replied: "Okay."

Then Xue Qingyin learned from the guards that Gan Zixu had lost his appetite and could not sleep. He had been thinking about seeing her and King Xuan day and night, and he had asked for an audience with her and King Xuan countless times.

Xue Qingyin gritted her teeth and said, "It's good to make him feel uncomfortable."

The guards asked, "Does the princess still want to see him?"

"Let's go and see what else he has to say." Xue Qingyin curled her lips.

"I want to see King Xuan... I want to see the princess..." Gan Zixu's voice was hoarse and weak, and it echoed in the courtyard over and over again.

When Xue Qingyin appeared in front of him again with King Xuan, he was stunned for a long time before he finally dared to be sure that the scene in front of him was not a dream.

"Your Highness! Your Highness!" Gan Zixu shouted and sobbed.

Xue Qingyin sighed and dismissed the guards.

There were only three of them left in the courtyard.

Gan Zixu wiped his face twice, and the mud, tears, and previously dried blood were mixed together.

As embarrassed as a beggar.

He whispered: "I was just thinking why the princess reacted so strongly to this matter. I thought the princess must be the orphan of Prince Zhang. But then I thought about it again... there is another person who can make the princess react so strongly."

"That is... King Xuan."

"Husband and wife are one body. You are concerned about King Xuan, you are angry for King Xuan, you are sad for King Xuan..."

"The real orphan of Prince Zhang... is King Xuan."

Xue Qingyin's ears were a little red.

But she didn't say anything.

Gan Zixu murmured: "I didn't dare to think about King Xuan at all before. I didn't think that Emperor Liang De would do this... He is simply crazy..."

For ordinary people, recognizing the son of a love rival as their own son can be said to be deliberately asking them to recognize the enemy as their father and deliberately bullying.

But this is the royal family.

Emperor Liang De gave him the name of King Xuan and erased his mother's past. Everyone only knew that he was the son of Emperor Liang De.

What does this mean?

It means that in the eyes of others, he can legally and properly inherit the throne.

Gan Zixu raised his head and looked at King Xuan.

But King Xuan's face was cold, and it was hard to tell what he was feeling.

Looking at Xue Qingyin again, she didn't seem to want to speak.

Gan Zixu suddenly doubted whether his brain was really broken.

"I... guessed wrong again?"

Xue Qingyin sighed.

Gan Zixu's heart was in turmoil for a while.

Finally, Xue Qingyin spoke, and she said coldly: "If we didn't stop in Xingzhou, you would follow He Songning all the way to the end, and maybe you would help him deal with King Xuan in the future."

Gan Zixu's heart tightened: "Yes... yes..."

That's why he felt terrible.

It was terrible.

No one knew the true identity of King Xuan, so when those old subordinates of Prince Zhang wanted to avenge their master in the future, would they also attack King Xuan?

It was terrible.

If anyone succeeded.

How could they meet Prince Zhang in the underworld?

"I'm such a jerk! We... are all jerkish... How dare we speculate about the Crown Princess like that? She... she clearly..." Gan Zixu couldn't continue.

His heart was broken, and he covered his face and cried.

She clearly left blood for Prince Zhang.

But no one knows! No one knows!

Xue Qingyin turned her head and said, "I'll go out and take a breath."

As she said that, she walked out of the courtyard gate, leaving King Xuan and Gan Zixu alone.

Gan Zixu kowtowed to King Xuan: "Weizhou Gan Zixu greets His Highness." "I have known Prince Zhang since Weizhou. My whole family of 17 people were exposed in the wilderness, and Prince Zhang took over the burial. My life should have belonged to Prince Zhang."

He shed tears again as he spoke.

"If Your Highness doesn't mind, I will throw my head away for Your Highness in the future and fight for everything..."

King Xuan finally spoke, and he said indifferently: "I don't like you very much."

Gan Zixu froze, as if he was poured with a bucket of cold water.

This tortured him more than anything else.

He whispered, "Your Highness..."

"Move your wife's grave somewhere else." King Xuan said lightly.

Gan Zixu suddenly felt even more ashamed, and whispered, "Yes... yes."

King Xuan lowered his eyes and looked at him coldly, "It is precisely because there are so many people like you in this world that the so-called deep love has become ridiculous."

Gan Zixu was speechless and could only kowtow again.

When he raised his head, he looked at King Xuan, but it was as if he saw Prince Zhang again, and his thoughts were a little dazed for a while.

He had never thought that King Xuan would be Prince Zhang's son before...

Prince Zhang was completely different from him.

One was as gentle as jade, a gentleman with a bright and beautiful face; the other was cold and ruthless, and decisive.

They were completely different.

But they were so similar.

...

Capital.

Tao Zhou returned to He Songning with a belly full of anger and fear.

He Songning looked more and more high-spirited now, and the gloom between his eyebrows and eyes had faded a lot.

He smiled and asked: "Did the eldest lady accept it?"

Tao Zhou bowed and replied: "Yes, I accepted it all, but I didn't give any return gifts..."

He Songning's mouth twitched, but now he understood Xue Qingyin's temper more and more, so he was not surprised for a moment.

Tao Zhou was holding back, and how could he stop talking once he started? He hurriedly said: "This King Xuan really doesn't take you seriously, but you are the eldest lady's brother..."

He hurriedly told the story of Xue Qingyin saying that she wanted to buy a return gift, but King Xuan turned around and secretly drove him away.

"I didn't even get a penny." Tao Zhou said depressedly, "The little guy didn't dare to resist. Those were all Xuanjia Guards, very powerful."

He Songning laughed: "You did a good job, I will reward you."

Tao Zhou was stunned: "This..."

Isn't this good?

He Songning smiled and said: "I'm afraid he won't be angry, the angrier the better. Yan Mo, I want to write a letter to my sister."

What should I write?

My sister Qingyin.

No.

I love Qingyin.

Tao Zhou opened his mouth, you are still writing a letter? Xingzhou has become King Xuan's!