The Beloved in the Palm

Chapter 232 Wife and brother, which one is more important?

Qiao Xinyu finally knew why Liu Yuerong was always so angry at Xue Qingyin.

Just then someone came to bring food.

Qiao Xinyu had no choice but to shut up.

In the evening, the Mon king came.

"Everyone get out." The king of the Meng clan glanced at them, his eyes lingering on Qiao Xinyu's face for a while.

Qiao Xinyu's heart tightened, and she felt uncomfortable waiting outside the door.

Will the Mon king do evil things...

inside the door.

The actual king of the Meng clan asked with concern: "Are you happy today?"

Xue Qingyin nodded.

"Then between you and me..."

Xue Qingyin knew that she wanted benefits.

She was not in a hurry: "Since Wang yearns for the prosperity of the Central Plains, have you ever tasted tea from the Central Plains? Tea can cultivate one's health, bring peace of mind, and make one's mind clearer..."

"The Liang Dynasty and our Meng people are not in contact with each other. Only folk traders smuggled some into our Mon people. Its smell is quiet and bitter..." The king of the Meng people closed his eyes slightly, showing a look of aftertaste.

Xue Qingyin asked: "Then do you know the tea ceremony?"

"Tea ceremony? I don't know."

"Swords have kendo, and tea naturally has tea ceremony. There is a special cooking method, and a ritual is also indispensable. Only then can a pot of tea soup be made. And this method requires everyone to be proficient in it." Xue Qingyin said some nonsense. The stuff is held high first.

The Mon king liked these complicated Liang Dynasty culture.

In his opinion, they were all symbols of the prosperity and culture of the Liang Dynasty.

He looked happy: "You mean..."

"I will make you a pot of tea with my own hands."

The king of the Meng clan was extremely happy.

His relationship with her has taken a step forward.

"It's just that the house lacks tea sets and other items..." Xue Qingyin frowned.

"I will order people to buy it now."

"The instructions must be made clearly, and the variety must be complete."

"Okay." The king of the Meng clan responded. He felt that the tea from the Liang Dynasty was not simple, and he wanted to drink the authentic tea even more eagerly.

Soon someone took the order.

Qiao Xinyu watched from outside as the door opened and closed, and then closed and opened again.

The Mon people seemed to have entered with some tea sets.

Are they...just eating tea inside?

Qiao Xinyu was stunned, no matter what she thought, it felt outrageous.

And the stove and pots were quickly set up in this compartment...

Xue Qingyin baked tea cakes first.

A little charred.

It doesn't matter. Can't eat to death.

Then throw it to the Mon king to grind it into powder. Hey, she was delicate, and there was nothing she could do.

After grinding the tea leaves, throw them into the pot with your backhand, then throw in the salt, followed by ginger, star anise, pepper, green onion, orange peel, cornel...

One thing after another, Xue Qingyin hated them all.

The king of the Meng clan felt a little confused after reading it, but when he thought about what was written in the book, it seemed so complicated...

The nobles of the Liang Dynasty probably liked this.

"This is the second boil."

"This is the third boil."

"Okay, the tea is ready."

After Xue Qingyin finished speaking, she poured the mushy yellow-green tea soup in the pot into the green cup.

That cup was just bought.

The tea was brewed under the nose of the Mon king.

The grouping together obviously lowered the Meng clan king's wariness. He didn't hesitate, held it over, lowered his head and gently blew the tea soup to avoid burning his mouth.

The tea powder and those strange pastes were blown around, revealing some of the tea underneath, which was highlighted by the green lamp, giving it a sense of beauty.

The king of the Meng clan was stunned and lowered his head to drink.

"..."

"how?"

"..."

"Did I cook poorly?"

"..."

Xue Qingyin frowned, showing self-doubt: "But it has always been like this... Oh, I know, it's probably because the king is not used to the taste of the Liang Dynasty nobles."

If you can't get used to the aristocratic flavor, doesn't that mean you admit that you are still a "countryside" native leader?

There is a proverb in the Liang Dynasty: "Mountain pigs cannot eat fine chaff."

The Mon king does not want to be a wild boar.

"I'm used to drinking." He said with a smile on his face.

Xue Qingyin nodded and breathed a sigh of relief: "That's good."

The king of the Meng clan suddenly remembered and asked, "Have you ever made tea for King Xuan like this?"

Xue Qingyin frowned and shook her head: "No, only you tasted it."

Why did she poison her husband?

The king of the Meng clan thought that he was the only one, so he took two big sips in front of her.

Who would have known that the top was so scorched, and the heat underneath hadn't dissipated yet, and even burned the tongue.

The king of the Meng clan suddenly became restless and didn't stay much longer. He asked the slave behind him to bring the pot of tea soup and said, "It is such a rare thing. Please taste it with all the ministers."

Xue Qingyin smiled and said: "You are indeed a good king."

That’s great!

Soon Qiao Xinyu saw the king of the Meng clan coming out.

His figure is getting further and further away.

Qiao Xinyu breathed a sigh of relief and quickly returned to the room.

"You..." Is everything okay?

Before Qiao Xinyu could say anything, she saw Xue Qingyin falling into her arms.

His head was buried tightly in her chest.

Qiao Xinyu felt suffocated.

Is this... being bullied?

Xue Qingyin: "Hahahahahaha!"

Suffocated her to death.

Qiao Xinyu: "...?"

The next two days.

Qiao Xinyu fully saw how Xue Qingyin lived in the Mon enemy camp...

Everyone looked at her in a daze.

For a moment, I didn't know where I was.

Another night.

The king of the Meng clan came to see Xue Qingyin.

The door was closed tightly, but Qiao Xinyu stood outside no longer in the same fearful mood as before.

...even a little numb.

"Ling Gu has been busy planning a pursuit out of the city these past two days. According to him, he and General Yao have placed spies beside your husband." The Mon king paused, "Will your husband really win?"

Xue Qingyin: "I'm not worried, so what are you worried about? He's not your husband."

King of the Meng clan: “…………”

The king of the Meng clan sat down and said: "You have already come here, do you really don't need to send someone to deliver a message to him?"

"When the letter leaves my hand, it is no longer my original intention. Who knows what kind of tampering it will undergo in the future?" Xue Qingyin tilted her head and said.

The king of the Meng clan was thoughtful.

After a while he said: "If it is as you said, the news coming from King Xuan's army may not be true..."

The king of the Meng clan looked slightly stern: "This is King Xuan's trap."

Xue Qingyin said nothing.

The king of the Meng clan looked at her with complicated eyes: "Aren't you afraid that I will turn around and tell Lin Gu?"

Xue Qingyin said: "It was okay to say this a few days ago. Today...it's useless."

The Meng clan king's eyes flickered, and he finally smiled and said: "How can you be so understanding of human nature?"

Xue Qingyin:?

It makes me look like a dog.

"You reminded me, so I should persuade you now." The king of the Meng clan stood up and said.

A few days ago, the news had just arrived in Lin Gu's hands. Someone told him that the news could not be trusted, so he must have been suspicious.

But in the past few days, he had been planning a lot around that letter, and was about to leave the city... At this moment, someone came up to pour cold water on him, so where was his face?

Xue Qingyin responded lazily: "Yeah." She didn't pay much attention to it.

The king of the Meng clan showed no concern at all when he saw her...

He really... really became more and more curious about what kind of person King Xuan was, so that he could reassure her.

When Lin Gu was defeated, he personally took Princess Xuan to see King Xuan!

The Mon king left and never returned.

However, the atmosphere in the governor's mansion changed obviously. Everyone knew that their king and the imperial master had a big fight that night.

The next day.

Lin Gu, the national counselor, personally led his troops out of the city and pursued Guan Lingpo according to the secret letter.

Guan Lingpo.

Hou Qiyun was stopped outside the camp.

"I want to see His Highness." He said anxiously.

"Why is it you again?" Fang Chengzhong walked out.

Hou Qiyun raised his voice: "I want to see His Highness Prince Xuan! It's an urgent matter..."

His tone changed as he spoke, and he said with some sadness: "They are brothers after all, how could Your Highness not save them?"

"When General Hou came with His Royal Highness the King of Wei to seize the power of command. But did you ever think about rescuing the princess for our Highness?" Fang Chengzhong looked cold and unmoved.

Hou Qiyun defended: "I have thought about it!"

Fang Chengzhong sneered: "But you don't have the ability, do you? In the end, you got caught up with yourself, and we had to save you... Tell me, is this ridiculous?"

Hou Qiyun relied on his veteran general, but he was humiliated by a young deputy general named Fang Chengzhong. What's more, this man's words did not even put the King of Wei in his eyes.

Hou Qiyun had no choice but to say harsh words: "It's different after all. Brothers are siblings, and this wife..."

"Like clothes?" Fang Chengzhong felt even more unhappy and laughed mockingly, "You like to run around naked, but my Highness doesn't like that."