Originally, the Marquis of Wuqing's mansion had only He Yunxiao as a junior. Without comparison among peers, He Yuanhao and Zhang Jingxian sometimes feel that He Yunxiao's performance is not bad. He didn't praise him directly, but he was much kinder.
Since Jiang Wuyou also lived in the Hou's Mansion, He Yunxiao has been compared with his peers. His behavior, which was not bad at first, immediately became very bad.
This also caused He Yuanhao to often dislike He Yunxiao.
He Yunxiao was also quite aggrieved, obviously he didn't do anything. There will be a burst of unwarranted targeting.
It's just too difficult.
After lunch in fear, He Yunxiao slipped directly to Jinxianyuan to find the antidote girl.
During the day, Jinxian Temple looks much more normal, there is nothing special about it except that it is still sparsely populated.
He knocked on the door and was taken to the living room by the little maid.
After waiting for a while, the antidote rushed to the appointment.
…
In the palace, Meng Qingqian was reading the scriptures.
Someone came down to report: "Your Highness, the Secretary of the Ministry of Industry is seeking to see you, please move forward to discuss the matter."
When Meng Qingqian heard that Yang Xingguang had come, he knew that it was probably because of Yang Zhe.
"Let him wait. I want to read the notes."
"Yes." The subordinate retreated.
After a while, another subordinate came to report: "Your Highness, He Yunxiao is in Jinxianyuan."
Meng Qingqian slammed the book on the table with a "slap", what book are you looking at? Do not read!
"Prepare the car, I'm going to Jinxianyuan."
Two quarters of an hour later, Meng Qingqian appeared punctually in the waiting room of Jinxianyuan.
She walked like a wind, rushed into the room and shouted directly: "He Yunxiao!"
He Yunxiao: "Huh?"
"Ah, what? You!" Meng Qingqian was about to say something, but when she saw that there were still maids waiting around, she said, "Everyone go down."
After dismissing the maid, Meng Qingqian said: "He Yunxiao, you don't keep your word! You actually told Li Jin about the handkerchief!"
He Yunxiao quibbled: "I didn't tell him, so I mentioned the word 'handkerchief' to him. What's more, with Li Jin's IQ, even if he told him bluntly, he wouldn't understand."
"It's you instead!" He Yunxiao began to bite Li Qingmeng back, "Did you tell Li Gongqin about my ransom for Jiang Wuyou?"
Meng Qingqian, who was dressed in men's clothing, sat across from He Yunxiao, holding up the rich land with her hands folded, "He Yunxiao, don't think too much about yourself. Even if my Li family has arrangements in Yinjing, it's impossible Waste of energy on you."
He Yunxiao didn't believe the nonsense about the antidote at all. Grandpa is not important? It's not important to you, you want to give me freedom, give me the bell of Soul Eater Pill
He Yunxiao stretched out his hand to Li Qingmeng, "Okay, since I am dispensable. Then give me the bell."
Meng Qingqian didn't hesitate at all, "No!"
He Yunxiao sneered. Women are like this. Say "no" with your mouth, but your body can't be more honest. The antidote is "You are not important", and I really asked her to check and balance her own bell, but she refused to give it desperately.
"I've already taught Li Jin a lesson, so I'll let you go this time. From now on, don't let me hear the word 'handkerchief' again. Otherwise, don't blame me for ringing the bell." Meng Qingqian said.
Li Jin was taught a lesson, He Yunxiao was not surprised at all, but in the palace, the antidote could surpass Meng Qingqian to teach Li Jin himself, but He Yunxiao did not expect it.
Meng Qingqian is an out-and-out patient with power anxiety, which can be seen from the heavily guarded Changhe Palace. Li Qingmeng's daring to override Meng Qingqian's authority, it only shows that the relationship between the two of them is very unusual. Meng Qingqian trusted the antidote very much.
He Yunxiao said with a serious expression: "Miss Li, I want to ask you something, I hope you will tell the truth."
Meng Qingqian thought that He Yunxiao knew the fun and didn't dare to touch the handkerchief anymore, so she smiled and said, "Say it."
"What is the relationship between you and Meng Qingqian?" He Yunxiao asked.
Meng Qingqian's pupils suddenly dilated because of this sentence, and for a moment, her mind was empty, unable to think about any problems.
Did He Yunxiao know that "Li Qingmeng" is actually Ben Gong
what to do? what to do? what to do? what to do? …
where is the bell I found it, and now, I have no choice but to kill him to silence... No, calm down, kill He Yunxiao, force Wu Qinghou to turn back and it's over, the Meng family is in danger... don't kill him? After I don't kill him, what face do I have to live in this world...
"Miss Li?" He Yunxiao looked at the antidote with a strange expression, and couldn't help asking.
The current appearance of the antidote is very strange, his face is white and red, as if he has been given a set of ice and fire.
"Miss Li, are you okay? Do you want to invite the imperial doctor?"
Meng Qingqian pretended to be calm, but she couldn't at all. Because of the psychological explosion brought about by the death of the society, her whole body has problems. The lips were thirsty, the muscles were numb, the whole body was stiff, and it was difficult to breathe. The thighs were tightly closed, and the urge to urinate was very strong. The little toes on the jade feet were always curled back.
"I'm... fine."
He Yunxiao looked at the antidote, and the more he looked at it, the more wrong it became.
"Miss Li, let me ask the imperial physician for you."
Meng Qingqian's body and will were on the verge of collapse, she gritted her teeth with her last strength and argued, "I'm not a member of the palace, so I don't need an imperial physician."
He Yunxiao said: "You are Meng Qingqian's confidant, and it seems that your relationship is very unusual. With some privileges, what's the point of hiring an imperial physician?"
Meng Qingqian:? ?
Am I Meng Qingqian's confidant
When Meng Qingqian heard He Yunxiao's words, she instantly realized that he hadn't discovered her identity at all.
The fatal social death crisis was lifted, and a good attitude gradually returned, and Meng Qingqian's body discomfort also subsided like a tide.
At this moment, she kept breathing heavily, like a drowning person regaining his breath.
"Miss Li?" He Yunxiao asked tentatively.
Although the various physical discomforts subsided, the urge to urinate did not disappear.
Meng Qingqian clamped her legs tightly and faced He Yunxiao with her usual expression.
"You don't need to ask the doctor. I'm fine."
"Are you okay?" He Yunxiao asked.
Meng Qingqian exerted force on her legs subconsciously. Repeated: "It's okay."
He Yunxiao nodded and continued his question: "What is your relationship with Meng Qingqian?"
When He Yunxiao asked this question again, Meng Qingqian stopped panicking, this "relationship" was not that "relationship".
"Whatever you want to ask, just say it," she said.
He Yunxiao nodded and said: "This matter is related to the fate of Qi, but I can't tell you easily. There is a premise that you and Meng Qingqian must have a close relationship. You can even make a promise for her temporarily."
Meng Qingqian had neither joy nor sorrow on her pretty face: "Yes. Xiaoyue and I are childhood sweethearts, we share the same mind, and we can make decisions for her. Tell me."
He Yunxiao cleared his throat, left his seat, walked to Li Qingmeng's side, and lay beside her ear.
The man's breath was blowing on his face, making Meng Qingqian's face itchy. This feeling invisibly aggravated her physical perception.
Bai Nen's small hands subconsciously protected her lower abdomen, and Meng Qingqian felt that she was about to lose her tension.
(end of this chapter)