Chapter 291: White snow occupies the chest forever
Meng Qingqian looked at the peony handkerchief with a strange expression.
Her first reaction was that she was stimulated by the handkerchief. At that time, her heart was beating wildly, her muscles were tense, her blood was flowing backwards, and she almost couldn't breathe. But when He Yunxiao said, "The handkerchief appeared on Meng Qingqian's table," she took a deep breath. The strong physical reaction disappeared, leaving only her fair and beautiful face flushed with embarrassment due to this extremely embarrassing thing.
Meng Qingqian, whose guard was broken by He Yunxiao, could not look at him for a long time. In her current blushing state, she did not even dare to look at him.
Meng Qingqian panted slightly and looked down at the preserves on the table. After her body's reaction subsided, she quickly put her white hands on her chest and touched the bell that could control He Yunxiao through her clothes.
After taking a breath, her heart gradually slowed down and her breathing became steady. Although her face still had a lovely pink color, it was no longer as transparent and blushing as a little girl.
Meng Qingqian had been tormented back and forth countless times by He Yunxiao unconsciously because of the fact that his defenses were broken. I thought from afar that she was the powerful eldest princess of Qi, inferior to one person and superior to ten thousand people, but now she didn't even dare to look directly into He Yunxiao's eyes.
Not only that, but he would break her guard at every turn until her face turned red with embarrassment, like a shy little girl who had not yet left the court. Although Meng Qingqian didn't show it on her face, she hated He Yunxiao deeply in her heart.
Meng Qingqian's white and tender little hands secretly clenched into fists.
If possible, he had to let He Yunxiao enter the palace, castrate him with his own hands, and make him serve as his personal eunuch. Isn't he lustful? Then let him look at her peerless beauty all day long, but he just can't eat it, and it will torture him to death.
He Yunxiao witnessed the series of changes in the antidote with his own eyes, and suddenly made a bold guess.
"Miss Li, did you take the wrong medicine?"
Meng Qingqian snorted angrily: "When you gave me the handkerchief, I guessed that you were going to buy the same one again to threaten me. Today I am willing to risk everything. If you want to give the handkerchief to Meng Qingqian, give it to her." Well, I can’t do anything about Jiang Wuyou anyway.”
He Yunxiao:?
Why is Antidote so tough all of a sudden?
He Yunxiao took out the same type of saliva handkerchief with his backhand, put it in front of the antidote and shook it.
Seeing the way the antidote girl was unconscious, the cloth was rising and falling, and her pretty fair face was visibly flushed, He Yunxiao was 100% sure that using a handkerchief to deal with the antidote was 10,000% effective.
"Miss Li, if you don't help me find a solution, I will put this handkerchief on Meng Qingqian's table as well."
Meng Qing blushed lightly and snorted forcefully, deliberately and arrogantly, "You can let him go if you want. I, Li Qingmeng, will not help Jiang Wuyou today."
He Yunxiao was confused.
Why does a handkerchief that is so easy to use become so useless when "Meng Qingqian" is mentioned?
Could it be...
Is the relationship between the two of them so good that they are immune to each other's social death?
If using Meng Qingqian to threaten Li Qingmeng doesn't work, then use another one. He Yunxiao really doesn't believe it anymore. Is there no one else in the world that she cares about, Li Qingmeng?
"Ahem, Miss Li, I still have a few of these handkerchiefs with the same specifications. If you don't help me and Jiang Wuyou, I will make two more copies of these two handkerchiefs and give one to the Li family as a gift. To the Queen Mother, give one copy to Li Jin, the younger generation of the Li family."
He Yunxiao's words were like a bolt from the blue to Meng Qingqian.
She has always been the standard "iron-fisted queen" in front of her mother and Li Jin. If they knew...
Li Xuanzi and Li Jin were different from others to Meng Qingqian. These two were her closest relatives, and they had very close contact with each other on weekdays. If the embarrassing things she did were known to outsiders, she could still kill people and silence them, but if they were known... they would only be mentioned over and over again day and night, and it would even spread to the entire Jiangnan Li family, and even the entire family. Everyone in the world knows...
Meng Qingqian's pretty face turned red, and that terrifying sight made her whole body feel as uncomfortable as ants crawling.
The slender thighs were tightly pressed together, and the two small white hands were clenched into half fists and placed on the legs. The back was still straight, but the head was lowered because of shame. Biting her lips with white teeth, Meng Qingqian held it in for a long time and whispered: "No..."
He Yunxiao thought of her arrogant look just now, and couldn't help but feel the desire for revenge.
"Louder, I can't hear you."
"Don't hold the handkerchief..."
Seeing that the voice of the doctor was getting softer and softer, He Yunxiao said again: "Who can hear you when you speak so quietly?"
Meng Qingqian raised her head and glared at He Yunxiao with shame and anger.
"Your bell is still in my hand, don't bully me too much."
He Yunxiao has obtained the "ultimate version of Poison Resistance Enhancement" and has the experience of being tortured to death by the Chuchu Chuan Gong. Now the pain of the Soul-Eating Pill is completely bearable for him.
"Ring the bell if you can. Anyway, unless Jiang Wuyou's matter is resolved, this handkerchief will definitely appear on the desks of the Queen Mother and Li Jin, and it will also come with instructions for eating melon with the ins and outs."
He Yunxiao originally thought that the antidote would be coerced by him, so he obediently helped Sister Jiang find a way, but he was wrong. Antidote actually didn't give in, but had the guts to resist.
Every time, He Yunxiao threatened him with a handkerchief. Meng Qingqian couldn't bear it anymore. If you don't show him some color this time, you will never be able to get ahead in front of him in the future.
Meng Qingqian decided to use the bell, so...
So, He Yunxiao saw that the antidote girl actually started to untie Luo Shang?
He Yunxiao:? ? ? ? ? ?
Is the antidote going to sacrifice her looks? That would be very destructive to her. She was very restrained.
Unfortunately, He Yunxiao was wrong. After Meng Qingqian unbuttoned the outer and inner buttons in front of her neck and chest, she did not continue to unbutton them. Instead, she took out a bell from the place where the fabric was not saved.
A bell that exuded fragrance.
Meng Qingqian took out the fabric that was stuffed into the bell to prevent it from making a sound, then took the bell off the red rope and held it tightly in her hand.
She blushed and said resolutely: "He Yunxiao, at worst we will die together."
He Yunxiao turned his head away awkwardly and didn't look at the antidote. But in fact, his eyes always looked at the antidote unconsciously. Even though he had used great willpower to suppress his desire.
Meng Qingqian saw He Yunxiao turned his head away and didn't dare to look at himself, so he chuckled and said: "Mr. He, why don't you dare to look at Qingmeng? Weren't you very proud just now?"
He Yunxiao didn't know how to talk to the antidote girl.
"Ahem, um... Miss Li, have you ever heard a poem?"
Meng Qingqian didn't expect that He Yunxiao was still in the mood to recite a poem at this moment, so she frowned and said, "What poem?"
He Yunxiao said embarrassedly, "Ahem. The eyes are painted with lacquer, the temples are surrounded by cicadas, and the white snow occupies the chest forever."
Meng Qingqian also has attainments in poetry, and immediately understood the meaning of He Yunxiao's poem. It is written quite well, but why is it said now?
White snow? On the chest?
White...
Meng Qingqian lowered his head.