Chapter 260 I can’t hold it anymore
Originally, there was only one junior, He Yunxiao, in the Wuqing Marquis's Mansion. Without the comparison among peers, He Yuanhao and Zhang Jingxian sometimes felt that He Yunxiao's performance was not bad. They didn't praise him directly, but they were much more friendly.
Since Jiang Wuyou also moved into the Marquis' Mansion, He Yunxiao had a peer comparison, and his originally good behavior immediately became very bad.
This also led to He Yuanhao's frequent dislike of He Yunxiao.
He Yunxiao was also quite aggrieved. He had done nothing. He was being targeted for no reason.
It was simply too difficult.
After having lunch in fear, He Yunxiao went straight to Jinxianyuan to find the antidote girl.
Jinxianyuan looked much more normal during the day, and there was nothing special except that there were still few people.
He knocked on the door and was taken to the reception room by the little maid.
After waiting for a while, the antidote came to keep the appointment.
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In the palace, Meng Qingqian was reading the memorial.
A servant came to report: "Your Highness, the Minister of Works wants to see you. Please move aside to discuss matters."
Meng Qingqian heard that Yang Xingguang had come, and knew that he was probably here for Yang Zhe's matter.
"Let him wait. I want to read the memorial."
"Yes." The servant left.
A moment later, another servant came to report: "Your Highness, He Yunxiao is in Jinxianyuan."
Meng Qingqian threw the memorial on the table with a "bang". What memorial was he looking at? No!
"Prepare the car. I want to go to Jinxianyuan."
Two quarters of an hour later, Meng Qingqian appeared in the reception room of Jinxianyuan on time.
She rushed into the room with a breeze and shouted directly: "He Yunxiao!"
He Yunxiao: "Ah?"
"Ah what? You!" Meng Qingqian was about to say it, but seeing that there were still maids serving on both sides, she said: "All go down."
After dismissing the maids, Meng Qingqian said: "He Yunxiao, you are not trustworthy! You actually told Li Jin about the handkerchief!"
He Yunxiao argued: "I didn't tell him, I just mentioned the word 'handkerchief' to him. Besides, with Li Jin's IQ, even if I tell him directly, he won't understand."
"It's you!" He Yunxiao began to bite back at Li Qingmeng, "Did you tell Li Gongqin about my redemption of Jiang Wuyou?"
Meng Qingqian, dressed in men's clothes, sat opposite He Yunxiao, holding up the rich land with his hands on his chest, "He Yunxiao, don't think you are too important. Even if my Li family has some arrangements in Yinjing, it is impossible to waste energy on you."
He Yunxiao didn't believe the nonsense about the antidote at all. Master is not important? I am not important, but you should give me my freedom and give me the bell of the Soul Devouring Pill?
He Yunxiao stretched out his hand to Li Qingmeng, "Okay, since I am dispensable. Then give me the bell."
Meng Qingqian did not hesitate at all, "No!"
He Yunxiao sneered. Women are like this. They say "no" with their mouths, but their bodies are honest as can be. Antidote kept saying "you are not important", and when she was really asked for the bell to check and balance herself, she refused to give it to him.
"I have already taught Li Jin a lesson, so I will let you go this time. In the future, don't let me hear the word "handkerchief" again. Otherwise, don't blame me for shaking the bell." Meng Qingqian said.
He Yunxiao was not surprised at all that Li Jin was taught a lesson, but he did not expect that Antidote could bypass Meng Qingqian and teach Li Jin a lesson in person in the palace.
Meng Qingqian is an out-and-out power anxiety patient, which can be seen from the heavily guarded Changhe Palace. Li Qingmeng dared to act beyond Meng Qingqian's authority, which only shows that the relationship between the two of them is very unusual. Meng Qingqian has great trust in the antidote.
He Yunxiao said with a serious face: "Miss Li, I want to ask you something, I hope you can tell the truth."
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Meng Qingqian thought that He Yunxiao had understood the situation, and did not dare to touch the handkerchief, so she smiled and said: "You tell me."
"What is the relationship between you and Meng Qingqian?" He Yunxiao asked.
Meng Qingqian's pupils suddenly dilated because of this sentence. In an instant, her mind was empty and she could not think of any questions.
He Yunxiao knew that "Li Qingmeng" was actually me?
What should I do? What should I do? What should I do? What should I do? ...
Where is the bell? I found it. At this point, I have to kill him to silence him... No, calm down, kill He Yunxiao, force Wu Qinghou to rebel, and it will be over. The Meng family is in danger... Don't kill him? If I don't kill him, how can I live in this world with dignity...
"Miss Li?" He Yunxiao looked at the strange look on the antidote and couldn't help asking.
The antidote looked so strange now, with a white and red face, as if it had been treated with a set of ice and fire.
"Miss Li, are you okay? Do you want to ask the imperial physician?"
Meng Qingqian pretended to be calm, but she couldn't be calm at all. Because of the mental explosion caused by social death, her whole body was in trouble. Her lips were dry, her muscles were numb, her whole body was stiff, she had difficulty breathing, her thighs were tightly together, she had a strong urge to urinate, and her little toes on her jade feet were always curled back, wishing she could dig out a three-bedroom and one-living room.
"I... I'm fine."
He Yunxiao looked at the antidote, and the more he looked, the more wrong it seemed.
"Miss Li, I'll get you a doctor."
Meng Qingqian's body and will were on the verge of collapse. She used up her last bit of strength to grit her teeth and argued: "I'm not from the palace, so I can't use a doctor."
He Yunxiao said: "You are Meng Qingqian's confidant, and it seems that you have a special relationship with her. What's the big deal about using some privileges to get a doctor?"
Meng Qingqian: ???
I am Meng Qingqian's confidant?
When Meng Qingqian heard He Yunxiao's words, she instantly realized that he didn't know her identity at all.
The fatal social crisis was lifted, a good attitude gradually returned, and Meng Qingqian's overall discomfort subsided like a tide.
She was taking in big gulps of air at this moment, like a drowning person regaining her breath.
"Miss Li?" He Yunxiao asked tentatively.
Although the various physical discomforts subsided, the urge to urinate when the matter was imminent did not disappear.
Meng Qingqian clamped her legs and faced He Yunxiao with a normal expression.
"No need to call a doctor. I'm fine."
"Is everything okay?" He Yunxiao asked.
Meng Qingqian subconsciously exerted force on her legs. 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 didn't panic. 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 State, but I can't tell you easily. There is a prerequisite. You and Meng Qingqian must have a close relationship. You can even make a promise for her temporarily."
There was no joy or sadness on Meng Qingqian's pretty face: "Okay. Xiaoyue and I have the same childhood sweetheart, and we can make the decision for her. Just say it."
He Yunxiao cleared his throat, left his seat and walked to Li Qingmeng, lying next to her ear.
The man's breath blew on his face, making Meng Qingqian's face itchy. This feeling invisibly aggravated her physical sensation.
Her tender little hands subconsciously protected her lower abdomen, and Meng Qingqian felt like she couldn't hold herself any longer.