The Beloved in the Palm

Chapter 271 If you were a god, I would make a wish

Xue Qingyin's breath was suffocated.

A numbness quickly ran from her fingertips to her scalp.

She suddenly clenched her fingers, grabbed the hem of her skirt on her knees, and then looked into King Xuan's eyes again.

"It's...a completely different world." Xue Qingyin breathed out.

By saying this, she was telling her biggest secret.

From the first day she came here, she was determined to disguise herself to the end. She didn't want to be regarded as a ghost and monster, and ended up being put on the fire. If he was lynched by his family, that would be terrible.

It might even be considered a curiosity.

Just like those rare and exotic animals that came from overseas, they eventually ended up in captivity.

How terrible.

But she finally chose to trust King Xuan.

She vaguely understood why King Xuan could tell at the first glance that she was incompatible with this world.

When investigating her family background, the things reported were just evidence.

What really got him thinking in the first place...

It is because of her special origin that she is extremely lonely in this world. She regards Xu Zhi in this world as her closest person. But she would never dare to mention her origins to Xu Zhi...

And when he saw her.

Two lonely souls met.

"That world... is very convenient." Xue Qingyin turned her eyes and glanced at the teapot next to her. She said: "They boiled water to create a steam engine and used the power of the steam to drive the wheels. It is so long... longer than the palace complex. The car will run very fast. The distance from Beijing to Yizhou is only two hours. "

"It's like magic." King Xuan said.

"No, it's not magic. It's done by human power. Isn't it great?"

"Um."

"On hot summer days like this, we can blow on the air conditioner. It can turn hot air into cold air. Most people have a refrigerator at home, and they can put a lot of ice cream popsicles in it. When they get home from get off work, they can eat one. The cold sweetness slides from the tip of the tongue into the throat, and most of the fatigue of the day will be eliminated. "

"Then you can turn on the tablet. Of course, those with more money can turn on the Bluetooth speakers and turn on the projector. Choose your favorite playlist and listen to it while cooking. Cook the food you like. If you are too tired, you can also order takeout. Takeout That is... someone will deliver the food prepared in the restaurant to your home. You have a lot of food to choose from, from all over the world. When the meal is ready, you can sit down and watch the show. But our plays are richer and more diverse, with everything..."

Xue Qingyin became smoother and smoother as she spoke.

Those memories about the present world have not been blurred, because they are deeply hidden, but they have become so vivid.

"It sounds like a very comfortable world that makes people happy." King Xuan said again.

Xue Qingyin was stunned for a moment, shook her head and said, "No."

She thought for a moment and said: "I am still lonely in that world."

"Why?"

"Because...everything is too developed. Most people live very fast and are very tired. The cost of interpersonal communication is very high. It is better to give up interpersonal communication."

"Then your parents..."

Xue Qingyin's pupils suddenly dilated.

She gripped the hem of her skirt tighter around her knees, but soon loosened it.

"Oh, they... prefer my brother." She said lightly and did not continue.

King Xuan frowned immediately.

Xue Qingyin caught a glimpse of his expression.

Then he continued: "I used to live in a small city. Well, a small town smaller than Xingzhou. My classmates, um you call them classmates, and my childhood friends were all there. But I I had to leave there...because being pretty was not a good thing in a small city, and my parents would hope that I would marry a local rich guy...it had to be local. Once I went outside, they knew they were. You can’t control me anymore.”

King Xuan's brows furrowed even more tightly, and there was an evil look in his eyes.

"But the sad thing about people is that the more they don't get something, the more they crave for it. Intellectually it drove me to leave that city, but emotionally it made me crave family affection. Under repeated torture of this contradiction, people will change I have to be afraid of intimacy. Because in the first intimate relationship in my life, my parents brought me harm." She whispered and looked up at him again.

It's not that she doesn't like him enough.

It's just that I can't be as unreserved as he is.

Fortunately, he is so patient...

If it were another person...she would probably still be the lonely Xue Qingyin.

It was probably true as he said, what happened today was destined.

It is destined that only they can speak with one voice and respond to each other, and understand each other with the same heart.

"Yin Yin." He hugged her, stroked her hair, and said in a harsh tone, "After enduring so much suffering, you still grew up to be what you are today. How difficult it is..."

Xue Qingyin thought to herself, "What does my pain mean when I see you?"

But only for you, you feel my pain is so great.

"It's not that difficult... Most girls in that world can receive nine years of compulsory education. It's not as complicated as the books you read, but it's enough to make people understand. They don't have to wear curtains or be accompanied by servants. They can Freedom to meet everyone. Learn different things from different people. Broadening your horizons also broadens your mind... They all have a free heart and don't have to be bound by family constraints. This is how I grew up. "

King Xuan pursed his lips and said nothing.

Xue Qingyin couldn't help but look up at his face, and she could probably guess what he was thinking.

She must have felt that she had been wronged when she came here and had to endure the intrigues, the suspicion of Emperor Liang De, and the heavy pressure of the imperial power...

Xue Qingyin said in a relaxed tone: "I am still free here. No one can manipulate me..."

King Xuan said in a deep voice: "Not enough."

Xue Qingyin didn't say "enough is enough" to appease him. She just said: "Then you should be more powerful, so powerful that I can be free. From now on, no one dares to mess with me."

King Xuan responded: "Okay."

Xue Qingyin couldn't help but lay on his shoulder, and moved her whole body to ride on his lap.

She said angrily: "That's strange. Why didn't you suspect that I was some kind of lonely ghost in the first place?"

King Xuan said calmly: "Grudges and resentment create ghosts."

Xue Qingyin opened her mouth.

What he said was quite... right.

People in ancient times first wrote "ghost" in stories in order to use the ghost's mouth to complain about people's grievances.

There is no resentment in her body, so how can she be a ghost?

"Then why don't you guess what kind of god I am?"

"If Yin Yin were a god..."

"Um?"

"Can I make a wish?"

"? Please come and let me listen."

"We are married as husband and wife, and our love for each other is unquestionable."

Xue Qingyin was speechless.

He asked: "Can your wish come true?"

Xue Qingyin: "...Yes." She paused and couldn't help but ask him again: "Why don't you promise that we will live and die together and grow old together?"

King Xuan didn't say anything, just rubbed the back of her neck.

Xue Qingyin: "Then let me make a wish."

King Xuan's movements paused.

Xue Qingyin emphasized her words: "You have to live longer!"

She gripped his shoulders tightly, her fingertips turning white from the force.

They will change the original work! Definitely!

Beijing.

All the tributes from the Mon tribe were sent to the capital, along with thirty beauties from the Mon tribe.

The court also held a grand banquet to congratulate the Liang Dynasty for spreading its power to the mountains of the Mon people.

The banquet was hosted by the prince.

Only then did everyone remember that the prince was not dead yet.

At the banquet, after the beauty of the Mon tribe performed a dance, the emperor accepted one for himself and gave the rest to the prince.

This made the courtiers feel confused, thinking that the prince would die faster?

Why not leave a few for King Xuan? After all, some of these are also the "trophies" of King Xuan.

"Your Majesty." The chamberlain presented the letter handwritten by the King of the Meng clan with both hands. The chamberlain said, "It has been verified."

Emperor Liang De responded and then opened the letter.

The ministers looked up and could vaguely see the emperor's expression frozen.

Why is this?

Shouldn't the words written in it be the words of the Mon king who bowed his head and surrendered?

Emperor Liang De folded the letter and handed it to the palace attendant. Then he said: "The king of the Meng clan asked to marry me, a girl from the Liang Dynasty, and make me his queen."

The ministers suddenly realized.

I see……

"That's a good thing."

"Yes, by going here to get married, we can spread the power of our Liang Dynasty even more."

"With my courtesy from the Liang Dynasty, I will educate those barbarians."

Emperor Liang De smiled faintly: "Do you have any clues?"

"Your Majesty means..."

"Daughters of your family..."

The ministers all frowned: "I'm afraid it will be difficult for my daughter to become the queen."

Emperor Liang De looked at Xue Chengdong: "There is a girl in Xue Shilang's family who is not married yet?"

"……yes."

Emperor Liang De nodded, asked a few more ministers, and saw the expressions of constipation on their faces before leaving first.

These people... may not really be willing to let go of their daughters.

It's just that if they give up their daughter, they have to give something in exchange.

Emperor Liang De returned to the palace and said in a deep voice: "Grind the ink."

The waiter quickly brought the pen and paper and began to grind the ink sticks.

After a while, Emperor Liang De dipped a little ink and put down his pen.

"The king of the Meng clan wants to marry your concubine. Do you know about this?" 』

When Liang Dedi wrote this, he stopped writing and stared at the paper for a long time. Finally, he crumpled the paper and started another letter.

Then he wrote in the letter: "One day, I asked your eldest brother from whom you learned your calligraphy." He took a look at your letter and his expression changed drastically. Could it be that you learned it from him..."

"Send it to Yizhou." Emperor Liang De said.

The man kneeling at the foot of the steps kowtowed, then stood up to receive the letter.

Emperor Liang De suddenly asked him: "How many times have King Xuan and the King of the Meng clan met in total?"

The man said doubtfully: "Replying to Your Majesty, the exchange of hostages was the first meeting. Later, King Xuan led his army to attack all the way, and the two even fought face to face. The head of the Mon king was almost cut off..."

Emperor Liang De lowered his eyes and said calmly: "I heard that there is a ceremony going to be held in Bancheng?"

"Yes, it should have been held."

Emperor Liang De asked again: "Do you think King Xuan's ability... can he attack the Mon royal capital in one go?"

The man hesitated for a moment: "I dare not speak nonsense..."

Emperor Liang De did not ask any more questions, just said: "Go down."

"Yes." The man put the letter in his pocket and turned to walk out. But when he was about to reach the door, he suddenly remembered something and said: "There is another piece of gossip."

"Gossip?" Emperor Liang De frowned, thinking what is this? Is it worth mentioning?

But he always told his subordinates to tell if there is something, no matter how big or small the matter is, whether there is something strange here is not up to them to judge.

So he waited patiently.

I only heard the man cautiously say: "During the days when Princess Xuan disappeared, it was said that she was abducted by the Meng tribe... The king of the Meng tribe did..."

"What did he say?"

"He admired Princess Xuan very much. What's more, on the battlefield, no matter what he said, when he grows up to the age of King Xuan in the future, who knows who will take control of Princess Xuan..."

Emperor Liang De smiled, but his face was a little angry.

He said in a deep voice: "This king of the Meng tribe is so brave!"