The Beloved in the Palm

Chapter 252 Aren’t you happy that I’m back?

Suffering from high fever, he was in a remote wilderness with no one else around him. There were arrow wounds and knife wounds on his left and right shoulders...

After all, he is the male protagonist of the original work.

There were not many times when he would fall into desperate situations.

Xue Qingyin couldn't think of an easier time to strike than this.

The only change was that he suddenly learned that he had subordinates who had been secretly following him...

But so many knives.

So many knives.

Xue Qingyin bit her lower lip and felt that King Xuan was holding her hand harder.

She quickly came back to her senses and looked at him: "I'm fine. But..." "Why don't you seem surprised at all?" She tilted her head.

"When I was looking for you, I found multiple men's boot prints outside the cave." King Xuan said succinctly.

Xue Qingyin pursed her lips: "That must have been left behind by his men. At that time, I was thinking whether these people would come quickly, so I hurriedly took Qiao Xinyu and the others away."

Prince Xuan rubbed her head and whispered: "Yin Yin has done an excellent job. ...Don't take such risks next time."

Xue Qingyin sighed: "I remember. If we don't succeed this time, we will become mortal enemies, and we will do something bad."

Prince Xuan frowned slightly: "What does Yin Yin think I care about? Is it because I care about my face? From now on, he will always hate me, plot against me, and become a serious problem for me?"

Xue Qingyin looked at his expression and asked instead, "Are you angry?"

King Xuan held her down angrily and said, "No." He paused and then said, "He and I are destined to be enemies. It doesn't matter if we break up at any time."

Especially since he bumped into He Songning crying while holding her in Zhuangzi on the outskirts of the capital... King Xuan became more and more certain that the two were destined to be eternal enemies.

"I only care that you will get hurt." King Xuan's tone became more serious.

Xue Qingyin responded weakly: "...I know, I shouldn't have said that just now."

King Xuan grabbed her finger and gently stroked it.

There were tiny wounds on it.

Her skin was too delicate. She used a lot of force to draw the knife to kill that day, but her hand couldn't bear the sudden force. As a result, many marks were scratched on the handle of the knife.

He couldn't help but lower his head and kiss her fingertips.

Xue Qingyin was so itchy that she curled her fingertips and naturally brushed his lips.

His lips were slightly cold.

But the kiss that fell was hot for some reason...

King Xuan let go of her hand, suppressed the surging emotions in his heart, then raised his head and said: "You didn't make any mistakes. If there are any mistakes, I will make up for it. He Songning is a smart man, and it is natural that he is difficult to kill. "

Xue Qingyin looked at him and thought that it was not easy for King Xuan to say so many words in one breath.

The discomfort in her chest disappeared instantly.

She hugged him gently: "Yes."

Not long after.

Hou Qiyun's voice sounded outside the carriage again.

"Your Highness, Your Highness, we are here." The grief in Hou Qiyun's tone has not completely dissipated.

Xue Qingyin sat up straight.

She tugged on King Xuan's sleeve, gradually calmed down, and watched King Xuan lift the curtain with his own hands——

The man in front of him was firmly supported by two soldiers. His face was pale and his eyes were bloodshot. However, in just a few days, his cheeks became thinner and his facial features suddenly became sharper.

Shaped like an evil ghost.

It was indeed He Songning.

Just when King Xuan looked at him, he was also looking at King Xuan...and...Xue Qingyin who was sitting in the carriage.

He Songning's breathing was suffocated, his eyes jumped and changed, and finally he smiled and said: "Qingyin, I'm back alive."

Before he could wait for his men to come back to report, he knew that Xue Qingyin had been brought back to Zicheng by King Xuan.

He wanted to see her.

He wondered what the look on her face would be like when she saw that he was not dead.

anger? fear? surprise?

So he picked the perfect time to come back.

If King Xuan is still in the city and he enters the city with his front foot, he will be killed by King Xuan's people with his back foot.

But once King Xuan leaves the city...

Then he could swagger back to the army in broad daylight.

In front of everyone, King Xuan was not the only one among the huge army.

After passing the Ming Road like this, King Xuan became inconvenient to attack him.

The more He Songning thought about it, the smile on his face became wider, and the gloomy look in his eyes became deeper and deeper.

He stared at Xue Qingyin.

He looked at her.

She was wearing a bamboo-green dress today, her hair was messy, as if she had just been taken out of bed, with a natural laziness and delicacy.

She was half leaning on King Xuan's arm, and his hand was held tightly by King Xuan.

Did he arrive by chance?

He Songning sneered inwardly.

It actually hindered the tenderness between the two.

"Qingyin, aren't you happy to see me back?" He Songning followed closely.

While speaking, he still stared at Xue Qingyin intently.

A look of cruelty flashed across King Xuan's eyes. He moved and was about to block Xue Qingyin behind him, but Xue Qingyin took her hand away from his palm and leaned forward slightly.

"Not very happy." Xue Qingyin said these four words expressionlessly.

Hou Qiyun was stunned.

Even the others behind her couldn't react... Why did Princess Xuan say such a thing? The atmosphere was so weird.

He Songning didn't expect that she would be so ruthless in front of so many people.

Is it really possible to cut off everything with just a few blows?

…How can it be that easy?

At this time, Xue Qingyin followed up and said, "You came back alone, but you didn't see the King of Wei. How can you explain to His Majesty?"

He Songning almost laughed out loud.

Good.

That's great!

She was not at all flustered or shocked.

He Songning sighed, "I will explain to His Majesty, Qingyin doesn't need to worry about me."

The people around him suddenly realized.

It turned out that it was the Princess of Xuan who was worried about her brother.

Xue Qingyin got out of the carriage at once, and the King of Xuan tried to grab her from behind but couldn't catch her.

"Are you injured?" Xue Qingyin asked.

This question was too obvious, and He Songning felt something was wrong. He wanted to take a step back, but he was supported by two soldiers, and it was really not possible to retreat in a short time...

And Xue Qingyin had already reached out and pressed his shoulder heavily: "Is it injured here?"

He Songning groaned: "…Yes."

Anyway, they had already fallen out, so Xue Qingyin didn't care so much.

She reached out and pressed his chest again: "Is it injured here too?"

He Songning's expression could not be held tight for a moment, and a cry of pain suddenly came out of his throat. His body was exhausted and his face was even paler.

The soldiers hurriedly held him tighter.

Hou Qiyun came back to his senses as if waking up from a dream and said: "He was injured! He was seriously injured and almost died... I think the death of His Royal Highness the King of Wei has nothing to do with him."

This is the eldest brother of the Princess Xuan, and I still have to say a few more words for him now.

The King of Wei is dead, but the King of Xuan is still here!

I'm afraid that when he returns to the court, I don't know how many people will change their allegiance at once...I don't know if the King of Xuan will continue to stay in Yizhou?

Hou Qiyun's mind was in a mess.

Xue Qingyin shrank her fingertips: "Ah, how come he is injured here too?"

He Songning: "..."

Xue Qingyin raised her hand and wanted to take the opportunity to press twice more.

Pressing his wound until it ruptures, it would be great if the artery doesn't bleed but the vein bleeds!

Seeing her raise her hand again.

The King of Xuan pulled her back... and touched her again!

If she continued to touch him, she would touch He Songning all over his body.

He frowned and whispered to the guard beside him: "Take him away and arrange for a doctor to treat him."

The guard responded.

He Songning smiled weakly again, looked at the King of Xuan, and said: "Thank you, Your Highness."

Hou Qiyun suppressed his anxiety and whispered: "Yes, yes, he was injured too badly. It's a rare thing for him to come back. First stabilize his life, and it won't be too late to ask His Highness the King of Wei about it another day."

Anyway, he is dead, and there is no way to save him!

If the eldest brother of the Princess of Xuan also died, I am afraid that he will be the one to take the blame in the future.

The King of Xuan didn't say anything, but just put down the curtain.

Hou Qiyun opened his mouth at the curtain, and had to leave sadly.

Xue Qingyin was pulled back into the arms of King Xuan, pressed against the wall of the carriage, grabbed her wrist, and carefully wiped her fingertips.

There was some blood on Xue Qingyin's fingertips, probably because she had really pressed some blood from He Songning's wound.

King Xuan wiped it clean quickly.

He asked: "Why are you touching him?"

"Those places are his wounds, and it hurts if you press them. You have to press them more."

King Xuan pressed her closer, and he whispered in her ear: "There are places on my body that hurt, Yinyin, press me too."

Xue Qingyin's face changed slightly, and she was about to ask him if he had suffered any hidden injuries when attacking Zicheng a few days ago, and where it hurt... but she reacted in an instant.

Her face flushed, and she pushed King Xuan away, and kicked him: "You..." She widened her eyes: "How is that the same?"