The Beloved in the Palm

Chapter 282 He has only one way to go

When Xue Qinghe arrived at the Meng tribe, she had a lot of vomiting and diarrhea.

Because she was in a hurry and was not used to the height difference in the Meng tribe.

She now realized how stupid she was when she was impulsive and agreed to it.

"County lady, it's time to get off the carriage." Someone said outside.

Xue Qinghe walked down weakly and saw the tall man in the lead. They surrounded him and called him king.

He had a rough face and was dressed in gorgeous clothes. He looked at her curiously and then asked, "How is your sister?"

Xue Qinghe nodded.

"She is pregnant again." There was a hint of pity in the words of the Meng tribe king.

Now the eldest brother's statement was completely confirmed... Xue Qinghe took a breath, turned her head and looked around, and saw countless pairs of eyes that were either cold, numb, or cautious.

Fortunately, they changed in an instant.

They respectfully welcomed Xue Qinghe into the house.

But the wind on the plateau was so fierce that it chilled Xue Qinghe's bones.

If Xue Qingyin hadn't helped her, she would probably not have survived here.

But there was no news about Xue Qingyin now.

Was it because she was too slow to respond that day, which disappointed her? Or was King Xuan more willing to see her die here?

Xue Qinghe's mind was swollen, and she thought a lot in confusion.

The Meng tribe held a banquet to welcome her that day.

But she couldn't get used to many of the foods, so she had to quietly withdraw from the banquet. These Meng people didn't stop her.

After Xue Qinghe walked away, the Meng ministers were greatly relieved: "It's very different from the wife of King Xuan."

The King of the Meng tribe was very disappointed.

But they were very happy.

Finally, they didn't have to serve their ancestors!

Xue Qinghe didn't know how these people evaluated her behind her back. She was taken away for a long time.

At this time, a person dressed as a Meng tribe approached from a distance.

The man shrank his neck and hands, and looked quite old. But his face... looked like someone from the Liang Dynasty.

Xue Qinghe also vaguely heard that there seemed to be some military rebellion in the Liang Dynasty, and they were working together with the Meng Clan... but it was said that those people were killed by King Xuan.

Is this man a fish that slipped through the net?

Xue Qinghe was on guard.

The man stepped forward and said with a smile: "The future queen of the Meng Clan? The Princess of Le'an County? The concubine of King Xuan's wife?"

He also emphasized the word "concubine".

Xue Qinghe didn't want to talk to the traitor and was about to walk past him.

The man said: "My name is Gan Zixu. From now on, you have to listen to me. I will help you survive here and live well."

Xue Qinghe was about to curse for no reason, but suddenly she reacted: "You, you..."

She lowered her voice: "You are the insider? How dare you show up here so brazenly?"

"I am not talented, I just got an identity."

Xue Qinghe was shocked.

Her sister didn't come to see her...but she had already arranged everything.

"I...got it." Xue Qinghe shuddered, her mind had never been so clear. She seemed to be truly facing a life that was completely different from the past.

Gan Zixu didn't say anything else, just walked past her and went in another direction.

The princess said that there would be a big thing in the future, which would be handed over to the Le'an County Lord. Before that, she needed her to be braver and she needed him to help more.

This was a huge test for the Le'an County Lord.

Here.

Xue Qingyin and King Xuan had also set out on the journey back to Beijing.

Emperor Liang De agreed to King Xuan's request, and said that he missed them a little bit...

The carriage they took back to Beijing this time was exceptionally spacious and luxurious.

They walked very slowly, resting along the way, for fear that Xue Qingyin would get bumped.

Many days passed in a flash.

He Songning met Emperor Liang De.

He raised his head and said, "I wonder where Prince Xuan and Qingyin are going."

Emperor Liang De said, "Today's newspaper said they have reached Dingcheng Posthouse. Can't they wait any longer?"

Before Emperor Liang De could say "useless thing", He Songning said, "They said they were going to Dingcheng Posthouse four days ago."

Emperor Liang De: "..."

Emperor Liang De: "Yes, they are walking a little slowly." He said with a complicated look, "After all, my body is different from before..."

He Songning did not speak.

Emperor Liang De glanced at him and knew that he was jealous.

For a moment, he did not know what memories were evoked, and Emperor Liang De fell into silence.

He Songning was indeed jealous.

He gnashed his teeth with jealousy, and his mood was tormented.

Xue Qingyin had indeed spent several days in Dingcheng Posthouse at this time.

At this time, Nong Xia rolled up the curtain, handed in a bowl of tea, and looked at her cautiously and pitifully.

The bowl of tea was received by Prince Xuan.

He rubbed the bowl with his fingers to feel whether it was hot or not, and then brought it to Xue Qingyin's lips.

Xue Qingyin drank two mouthfuls and spit it out.

After repeatedly rinsing her mouth, she felt that the taste in her mouth had faded.

Nong Xia asked eagerly: "Is the girl feeling better?"

Xue Qingyin nodded.

Even though she was so careful along the way, Xue Qingyin still encountered the worst... morning sickness.

This is completely beyond human control.

This thing tortures people without any rules!

Now she exhaled, leaned crookedly on King Xuan's arm, and her face turned pale.

And King Xuan's face was not much better, as gloomy as a dark cloud over the city.

"Go back." He said in a deep voice.

Xue Qingyin grabbed him tightly: "Are you... confused? We have walked a long way. If we go back, wouldn't it be a waste of time?"

"Yinyin." He coaxed her, "Let's go back, okay? There is no need to keep He Songning. I will try to kill him immediately. You don't have to worry about your mother-in-law."

Xue Qingyin shook her head: "I knew this day would come. I have many ways to deal with He Songning, but I have no way to deal with my mother. But I must at least go back to save her life. What if He Songning angers her to death..."

She pressed her chest: "I will regret it for the rest of my life."

"Yinyin, there are many ways to save your life..." King Xuan said in a deep voice.

Xue Qingyin was in pain, and he naturally would not care about Xu Zhi's pain anymore. Being alive was enough.

"Tell me first how to make He Songning become the right knife." Xue Qingyin looked at him.

Her eyes were eager, and her gaze was far more moving than Nong Xia just now.

King Xuan moved his lips, and the gloom on his face finally retreated.

He didn't keep her in suspense any longer, just hoping she would feel better.

He whispered, "If He Songning knew that when he was sent to the Xue family and raised as the eldest son of the Xue family, it was destined that he would never be able to ascend to the throne by normal means, what did Yinyin think he would do?"

"He would go crazy. ... But can't the identity be changed?"

"No. The emperor would not allow this scandal to remain in the history books and tarnish his good reputation. He has been diligent until now and has a very good reputation. He has indeed done what a good emperor should do. Even if he likes He Songning, he will never let He Songning leave a stain on himself."

"If He Songning realizes this... he will have only one way to go, rebel?" Xue Qingyin said, and immediately drew inferences from one example, "You will naturally raise troops to clear the emperor's side, and no one can find fault with it."

"Well, in fact, even if the emperor gives in, it doesn't matter if he ignores his reputation." King Xuan saw it clearly, "The two of them have similar personalities, both are suspicious people."

"Then how to make He Songning realize this? Let him completely give up and draw a knife to the emperor?" Xue Qingyin still remembered the tears that He Songning shed on the farm.

He Songning did have a deep admiration for his biological father.

"Seventh Prince." He slowly uttered these three words.

Xue Qingyin suddenly remembered the son of Concubine Dong Xian whom she had met before.