third chapter

The next day.

Xue Qingyin lay in bed pretending to be sick.

Trying to get it right.

He Songning came after hearing the sound.

"Are you sick again?" he asked in a deep tone.

Xue Qingyin covered her head, looking like a cocoon.

She responded in a muffled voice: "Ah."

"It can be seen that the doctors hired by the government are all fake." He Songning said unhappily, "We should hire an imperial doctor."

The maid sighed: "How can you invite the imperial doctor? Unless I go to your majesty to ask for it in person. But if I hear this, I'm afraid I'll blame the girl for being coquettish."

He Songning said calmly: "The King of Wei is deeply favored by His Majesty, and there is an imperial doctor in the palace. I have some friendship with the King of Wei. If I can make Qing Yin's illness disappear, what's the problem if I shamelessly wear Qing Yin and visit the Palace of Wei?"

Xue Qingyin: "..."

Everyone has to meet the King of Wei, right?

You have to pull this pimp, right?

"Young Master actually has friendship with King Wei?" the maid said in surprise, "Young Master is so powerful. Let's go quickly..."

Xue Qingyin got out from under the quilt.

Her soft hair was crowded and messy. But she was born beautiful, so her appearance only made her look cute.

"There are many rules in the palace. I don't want to go."

"How are you doing?"

"Since eldest brother has a relationship with King Wei, can't he let the imperial doctor come to the house?"

He Songning paused.

She really dared to mention it.

Do you think you are so proud?

He Songning was not angry, but said: "The King of Wei is a good talker. Why don't you go and tell him in person? He will agree."

You can just say that he is a big pervert.

Xue Qingyin secretly pouted.

But there was still a look of confusion on her face, and she replied: "Okay, I will listen to my brother."

"Can you get out of bed?"

Xue Qingyin shook her head: "I want my eldest brother to carry me."

He Songning looked at her, smiled, and said, "You are such an adult, what do you look like?"

After that, he ordered someone to bring a soft sedan and carried Xue Qingyin out from the inner courtyard.

As expected of the original male protagonist.

I won't take any loss.

Xue Qingyin smacked her lips, but a soft sedan would do.

In the end, He Songning took Xue Qingyin to the poetry meeting.

"You are always bored in the house, and you are always hiding your faults even when you have no faults. Why don't you go out more often and play with the girls from different families?" He Songning said.

Xue Qingyin said nothing.

She didn't believe he didn't know.

Yuan Shen's reputation in the capital is not very good... Yuan Shen likes to wear gold, silver, and jewelry, and she has to maintain a high profile wherever she goes. Girls from other families are always overshadowed by her, which almost annoys her to death.

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If the original person is smart and emotionally intelligent, then forget it. But she is not good at poetry and writing, cannot play piano and chess, and can't even chat with others.

To put it simply - no one wants to play with her.

Because of this, I cried several times at home.

But for Xue Qingyin, it’s wonderful!

You don’t have to deal with other people, you can just stay at home and enjoy yourself, you don’t have to worry about food and clothing, and you don’t have to call 996. When you get tired of playing, you fall asleep, and you don’t have to look at other people’s faces. It’s really great!

"Why don't you speak? Are you angry?" He Songning's voice sounded again, "I know you don't look down on those noble ladies..."

Xue Qingyin thought to herself, I never said this.

What a big pot.

"Are you happy that I will take you to meet some powerful friends today?" He Songning asked.

Xue Qingyin still looked languid and said: "Where is there anyone more powerful than you?"

Although He Songning hated Xue Qingyin's various ways, even her obsessive love was a burden to him.

But Xue Qingyin's words spoke to his heart.

He Songning is ambitious and certainly thinks he is no worse than others.

"Much better than me." He Songning said.

Is it hypocritical?

Xue Qingyin clicked her tongue in her heart.

While they were talking, they had already arrived at the poetry meeting.

He Songning paused: "...King Xuan? Why is he here too?"

King Xuan.

This man didn't get much attention in the early stages of the book.

It is only said that he has been fighting in the field all year round. He has a large number of soldiers, is cold and cruel, and has a weird temperament. The courtiers are afraid of him and the noble ladies in the capital admire him.

At this time, He Songning's biggest enemy was only King Wei.

Because King Xuan did not fight for power.

However, in the later plot, it was suddenly revealed that he was not the biological son of the old emperor. Instead, this man began to compete for the throne and became the biggest villain.

Xue Qingyin only saw this, but hasn't finished reading the rest yet.

Xue Qingyin couldn't help but lift the sedan curtain out of curiosity.

"Which one is King Xuan?" she asked.

"That." He Songning pointed.

Xue Qingyin looked over.

The man is tall, wearing dark green robes, an amber crown on his head, and a long sword hanging from his waist. He has an unstoppable aura.

He was surrounded by everyone, and everyone around him bowed to him, not daring to raise his head easily.

King Xuan seemed to realize something and suddenly looked back.

Xue Qingyin's breathing was suffocated, a chill suddenly climbed up her back, and her whole body shrank back unconsciously.

King Xuan... is very good-looking.

His nose is high and his eyebrows are deep.

When he lowered his head, his long eyebrows were not as evil as He Songning's, but instead had a strong evil aura.

Xue Qingyin didn't dare to look at her, so she quickly looked away.

Her eyes fell on the tie around his waist.

The black and gold crotch belt is lightly tied to make the waist narrower and the shoulders wider.

At that moment, Xue Qingyin felt inexplicably that the tall and straight waist under that robe must be extremely powerful... Ahem.

This is not something you can think about wildly.

Xue Qingyin raised her face and saw that King Xuan was still looking here.

She didn't know what expression to make, so she simply winked at him.

He Songning's voice sounded again: "His Royal Highness the King of Wei is also here."

Xue Qingyin said in her heart, stop pretending, you clearly know that the Poetry Fair was organized by the King of Wei.

"Come down." He Songning said, "Qingyin, it's time to salute King Wei and King Xuan."

Xue Qingyin slowly got off the sedan.

Then he followed the sound and looked at King Wei again.

King Wei had already walked to King Xuan.

He wore moon-white clothes, a jade crown on his head, and a jingle around his waist. He was dressed like a scribe and behaved in a measured manner.

Surrounded by everyone, he greeted King Xuan and said, "Brother."

King Xuan did not help him, but only responded: "Yes."

The king of Wei had a face as good as a crown jade, a bright and handsome face, and a first-class good appearance.

But standing beside King Xuan...

King Xuan was half a head taller than him, and he was as powerful as a mountain, showing no anger or authority.

The king of Wei was made to look a little thin, and he felt dwarfed by Lisheng.

Xue Qingyin followed He Songning, bowed vaguely, and then everyone walked into the garden.

There are tables and tables already set up in the garden, and there is also a view of the meandering water and the drinking cup.

I guess if you can’t compose a poem for a while, you’ll have to drink!

Neither the original person nor the current Xue Qingyin knew anything about these things.

Before the poetry meeting even started, she had already started to have a headache.

Seeing that she was rarely taciturn, He Songning couldn't help but ask: "What?"

Xue Qingyin met his eyes and realized that He Songning was looking at her again.

This person's suspicion is too serious.

Xue Qingyin spit out two words: "Tired."

Tired?

He Songning frowned, but considering that she had been ill, it made sense.

Xue Qingyin pointed to a pavilion: "I want to go there and sit."

"Aren't you going to see King Wei? Qingyin doesn't want the imperial doctor?"

"Why do so many people gather around King Wei to join in the fun? Let's talk about it another day."

He Songning knew that she was timid and impatient, so he frowned, but didn't say anything else. After all, it was enough when people came.

In today's Xue family, father Xue Chengdong and He Songning are of the same mind.

Xue Qingyin didn't want He Songning to notice something strange and treat the two "father and son" as monsters, and burn them to death in a cruel move.

I still have to keep pretending for now.

Xue Qingyin lazily yawned, with two tears forming in the corners of her eyes.

Like the lotus leaves waiting to be released.

She said softly: "Brother, come with me too."

He Songning raised his hand and hooked the hair beside her ear, but there was a coldness in his eyes: "Qingyin, have you forgotten what I said to you?"

Xue Qingyin pursed her lips.
Chapter completed!