The Beloved in the Palm

Chapter 89 Unfastening the Sword (Part 1)

King Xuan walked up to Xue Qingyin and looked at her intently, as if he wanted to memorize her appearance.

Then he unfastened the sword from his waist and handed it to Xue Qingyin, and then bowed in front of her.

For a moment, everyone was speechless.

No one expected King Xuan to do this.

Standing by the steps, He Songning's facial features were tense, and his eyes were staring at the scene in front of him without any emotion.

He had misjudged.

King Xuan actually came to greet him personally.

He Songning felt a little unwilling in his heart, but he still took a step back and squeezed out a low voice from his throat: "Your Highness, please."

Xue Qingyin no longer hesitated, and she just leaned on him. The hand holding the sword could only be wrapped around King Xuan's neck.

It looked a little strange.

She actually didn't quite understand why King Xuan wanted to unfasten the sword for her.

The soldiers from the Prince Xuan's palace who came with him lowered their heads and bowed when they saw this.

The sword is the king of all weapons, and it is a symbol of power, status and majesty.

The meaning of the sword was very clear when the Prince Xuan took off his sword and handed it to the girl from the Xue family.

Xue Qingyin knew nothing about this, and she clung to the Prince Xuan's waist with her legs.

The Prince Xuan held her buttocks.

Fortunately, the clothes on her body were heavy, so there was nothing special about it. Otherwise, even if she was as thick-skinned as she was, she would not be able to help but feel shy.

The Prince Xuan's back was really broad.

Lying on it, she felt stable and at ease.

Xue Qingyin thought about it and lay closer.

She even rested her head on it. After all, it was heavy, and this would save her energy.

The Prince Xuan seemed to have noticed her "closeness", and the hand holding her became stronger.

The Prince Xuan carried her all the way out.

After walking past Jianting and Haitang Gate, they finally arrived at the gate of Xue's family.

Old Master Xue and others were already waiting there.

Before they approached, they had already bowed to King Xuan from a distance.

King Xuan didn't even look at them and walked out the door.

Xue Qingyin thought it was quite strange.

There are so many people today...

King Xuan carried her on his back and walked to the sedan chair in three or two steps.

The sedan chair was also completely different from those of ordinary families. It was decorated with ivory and had a curtain made of butterfly patterns. It required eight people to carry it together.

Xue Qingyin raised her eyes in surprise and saw a long caravan following the sedan chair. There must be at least 30 or 40 cars, right?

Each car was full of things. I think in addition to the betrothal gifts, it was her dowry. These would be her private property in the future, but there were so many that it made her eyes dizzy.

Thinking of this, Xue Qingyin immediately became more energetic.

She couldn't help but ask, "Your Highness, wouldn't so many carriages exceed the regulations?"

King Xuan said calmly, "No more than a hundred, how could it exceed the regulations?"

Xue Qingyin said "Ah" softly. It turned out that she had underestimated the number, there were more than thirty or forty carriages.

But King Xuan said "no more than a hundred".

Don't lie to her that she is uneducated.

A hundred carriages, a street may not be able to fit them, right?

She always read books about "Ten Miles of Red Makeup" before, probably like this? Or is the situation in front of her better than what is written in the book?

Xue Qingyin didn't know.

She was at a loss, and was carefully put into the sedan chair by King Xuan.

King Xuan whispered, "There is a soft pillow at hand."

After that, he put down the curtain of the sedan chair.

Xue Qingyin hurriedly put down her fan, touched it, and really touched the soft pillow.

She quickly cushioned her lower back and neck, and then leaned against the wall of the sedan chair, and immediately felt much more comfortable.

"Your Highness, wait." She hurriedly called the King Xuan.

Everyone watched as the King Xuan took two steps, turned back, and rolled up the curtain as if to talk to Xue Qingyin.

The Xue family was speechless, thinking, why are you so reluctant to leave after just a short while?

In the sedan, Xue Qingyin raised the sword in her hand and said, "Your Highness forgot to take this."

She thought that the King Xuan gave her the sword just now to carry her on his back, fearing that it would be inconvenient.

The King Xuan lowered his eyes to look at her and said in a deep voice, "You keep it for me."

Then he lowered the curtain again.

Xue Qingyin smacked her lips.

Okay.

She had no choice but to hold the sword in front of her chest.

She vaguely heard the King Xuan's voice: "Farewell, father-in-law and mother-in-law."

Outside, Mrs. Xue and Xue Chengdong naturally did not dare to accept the gift, and hurriedly bowed to return the gift: "Farewell, Your Highness."

Xue Qingyin felt her body lighten.

The sedan bearer lifted the sedan.

Du Hongxue walked in front, distributing money and clearing the way.

The King of Xuan also jumped on the horse neatly. He was born tall, so this made people feel more oppressive.

Everyone stepped back half a step unconsciously.

Only He Songning and his son stood there, motionless.

Old Master Xue pressed his chest and sighed softly: "Although she is a concubine, the King of Xuan treats her very well."

Xue Chengdong only remembered at this time that when the King of Xuan made such a fuss, the parents should have told their daughter how to be a wife. In the end, they didn't say a word.

Whatever.

I think Xue Qingyin's temper is not patient.

Madam Xue had long forgotten what to tell her. She just watched the convoy rumble away and shed tears again.

Xue Chengdong saw that she was crying silently, and quietly handed her a handkerchief from the side.

Mrs. Xue looked down, then turned back, stared at Xue Chengdong coldly with tearful eyes, and then turned around and left.

Xue Chengdong: "..."

Aunt Xue's eyebrows almost stood up.

It was Mrs. Xue who stopped her: "What day is today? If anyone talks nonsense? I will ask the family to bring justice."

Aunt Xue could only swallow the words back in her stomach.

How can any wife dare to do this to her husband?

At this time, He Songning quickly turned around and followed her. He also handed over the handkerchief and said, "Mom, wipe your tears. Don't be sad."

At this moment, he was still a little surprised. How did the relationship between Mrs. Xue and Xue Chengdong get to this point? Don't even bother to say another word.

Mrs. Xue suddenly turned around and said angrily: "You and your father are so similar. When your sister left the cabinet, you didn't even shed a single tear!"

He Songning was speechless.

He felt that this was a fire at Xue Chengdong's city gate, which affected him, a fish in the pond.

…

Xue Qingyin was sitting in the sedan chair, bouncing back and forth, which made her sleepy.

Just when she was about to fall asleep, a hand suddenly reached out from outside the curtain.

That hand held a lotus leaf bag.

"Master, please take a bite or two to rest your stomach," the man said.

The voice sounded strange and young.

Since she is called master, she is the maid of Prince Xuan's palace.

Xue Qingyin suddenly woke up a lot, and the hunger in her belly was also aroused.

She took the lotus leaf bag unceremoniously, opened it, and saw palm-sized rice balls inside, which were named "Tuan You Rice."

It is made by mixing grilled fish and shrimp, as well as pig, sheep, chicken soup and other items into one place.

The aroma was unstoppable and went straight into Xue Qingyin's nose, filling her head with the aroma of rice and meat...

Xue Qingyin was not polite, lowered her head and started eating.

You don't even have to worry about whether you will eat up the fat in your mouth.

By the time she finished eating the rice dumpling, she didn't know how long the sedan had been traveling on the road.

At this time, the palace maid's hand came in again, holding a soft handkerchief in her hand. She said, "Master, just give me the lotus leaf."

Xue Qingyin took the soft handkerchief and handed the remaining lotus leaves to her.

After wiping his mouth with the soft handkerchief, the hand came in again. What was presented to Xue Qingyin this time was a small round jar. When it was opened, it contained saliva. The color is bright and exudes a little sweet fragrance.

So considerate? Even the lip balm is ready!

Xue Qingyin was greatly shocked.

The sedan finally stopped.

And Xue Qingyin also re-applied lipstick.

The sedan curtain was lifted by someone from outside.

Before the maids and maids on the side could gather around, King Xuan walked up to her again and bent down as before.

Xue Qingyin became more and more skilled at lying down.

Still holding the fan in one hand and the sword in the other.

The people in Prince Xuan's palace stood on both sides. They were all shocked when they saw the sword tightly held in her hand, and then they quickly bowed to greet her.

Xue Qingyin was now full and rested in the sedan for a while. She no longer had to walk by herself.

She leaned against King Xuan and looked around wildly, feeling extremely refreshed. He had no intention of dying suddenly at the gate of Prince Xuan's Mansion.

King Xuan carried her through the gate of the palace.

The last time she came to Prince Xuan's mansion, she fainted, but this time she took a closer look.

Xue Qingyin was dazzled by the sight. She inadvertently lowered her head and caught a glimpse of red from King Xuan's neck.

Xue Qingyin reacted immediately.

She didn't know when she rubbed her lipstick on King Xuan.

Xue Qingyin quickly wiped him with difficulty with the hand holding the fan.

The coloring power is quite good. Of course, it's also possible that her posture was too awkward and she didn't need any strength.

I wiped it twice but it didn't come off.

Xue Qingyin lay down tighter and secretly exerted some strength.

King Xuan paused suddenly.

The muscles seemed to be tense.

Xue Qingyin's hand was still pressed on his neck, and she could vaguely feel the powerful beating coming from underneath.

King Xuan suddenly had a free hand and grabbed her fingertips.

Xue Qingyin heard him say hoarsely: "...Don't be anxious."

Xue Qingyin quickly retracted her hands.

I'm not in a hurry. Don't talk nonsense. I didn't mean it!

Only then did Xue Qingyin feel a little nervous, and she couldn't help but lick her lower lip.

The roots of my ears are a little hot.

Prince Xuan's Mansion is very big.

But King Xuan carried her very steadily.

After a while, he asked her again: "Are you tired?"

Xue Qingyin thought to herself that you should be more tired than me.

"If you are not tired, there will be a banquet in front of you. If you are tired, you can salute in the room." King Xuan said.

"Then I choose to go back to the room." Xue Qingyin said sincerely, adhering to the principle of not bothering if you can.

King Xuan responded: "Yes."

He ignored the guests and only took Xue Qingyin into the Cunxin Hall.

In the temple, they worshiped heaven and earth.

They also performed the ritual of being together, eating a dish and drinking a glass of wine together.

When the ceremony reached this point, Xue Qingyin thought it should be almost done, right?

But I heard King Xuan say calmly: "Bring it."

What to bring?

Xue Qingyin was extremely confused.

The grandmother on the side gritted her teeth, as if she had made a decision that went against her ancestors, and she responded in a deep voice: "I obey."

Then he went to get a pair of scissors and a ribbon.

Prince Xuan held the scissors with his own hands, and before Xue Qingyin could react, he cut off a lock of her hair.

Then cut out his own.

The thin and slender fingers grabbed the silk ribbon and tied the two strands of hair firmly together.

Xue Qingyin knew why grandma was in such trouble.

She should not be the one who should tie up with King Xuan and grow old together.

But it happened to be her.

Xue Qingyin would never feel guilty and think that she was unworthy.

She played with the fan, and the jade beads hanging on it began to spin. Then she raised her face and smiled at King Xuan, asking, "Your Highness, are you going to the front to entertain the guests now?"