Chapter 6: Are they similar?
He Yunxiao:?
Xiaoyue didn't want it, so she gave it to me?
"Meng Qingrou, what do you mean?"
Although Meng Qingrou often didn't understand what He Yunxiao was saying, she was very sensitive to his tone. At the moment, He Yunxiao didn't call her "Rou'er" or "Nanzhu", but called her by her name, which made Meng Qingrou feel very wrong.
"What's wrong?" She asked cautiously.
"Angry." He Yunxiao said with a straight face.
One of her little hands was pulled, and Meng Qingrou had to pinch the corner of He Yunxiao's clothes with the other hand and shook it, "Brother Yunxiao, don't be angry, Rou'er was wrong. Can you forgive Rou'er?"
She did it again!
He Yunxiao said it was not good.
Nanzhu's wife's extremely cute and beautiful face, coupled with her sweet and soft voice like a spoiled child. Coupled with the twisted movements and the eyes that longed for your forgiveness. Damn, this woman is too good!
No matter what others do, He Yunxiao can't stand it anyway.
In fact, Meng Qingqian's summary of He Yunxiao's character hits the nail on the head. He is a guy who is soft-hearted and not hard-hearted. You often get nothing by confronting him head-on, but if you show weakness and act coquettishly to him, you can often get his care and forgiveness immediately.
He Yunxiao coughed lightly with embarrassment and said, "It's okay, Rouer, don't give me things that Xiaoyue doesn't want next time."
"Oh."
Meng Qingrou held the sachet in her hand, and her mood seemed a little low.
He Yunxiao sighed and stretched out his hand to Nanzhu's wife, "Rouer, give me the sachet. It's a little ugly, but it looks very practical."
Meng Qingrou put the sachet in He Yunxiao's hand obediently, but her mood was still not high.
Now, it was He Yunxiao who was trying to comfort her.
"What's wrong with Rou'er? Are you unhappy?"
"If only Nanzhu's embroidery was better."
"It's good now. Look at this sachet. It's ugly and cute."
Meng Qingrou was amused by He Yunxiao and couldn't help laughing. "What? It's still ugly."
"Rou'er, it doesn't matter if it's ugly. Give me the first sachet next time. I like it no matter how ugly it is. I was just jealous of your sister just now. Rou'er always talks about her sister and treats her so well. I'm jealous. Is that okay?"
Meng Qingrou blushed when she heard it. "Actually, Nanzhu didn't think so much. I just felt that you wouldn't dislike me..."
Nanzhu's wife's words made He Yunxiao feel guilty.
"I definitely won't dislike Rou'er." He Yunxiao stretched out his hand and scratched her little nose, saying, "Rou'er is cute and beautiful. Who wouldn't like her?"
Nanzhu's wife is relatively simple and easy to coax.
After He Yunxiao promised that he didn't dislike her, he praised her a few more times, and basically coaxed her back. She became a happy little girl again.
On the contrary, He Yunxiao was not so happy. He looked at the sachet that Nanzhu gave him in his hand, and the more he looked at it, the more he felt something was wrong.
This sachet is exactly the same as the one in Li Qingmeng's hand. Whether it is the fabric used or the stitches of the sewing thread, they are all exactly the same.
A bold guess suddenly emerged in He Yunxiao's mind. Is there a possibility that the sachet in Li Qingmeng's hand was given to Meng Qingqian by Nanzhu? In that case, why would Meng Qingqian give the sachet that Nanzhu gave her to someone else?
This is not a valuable thing. According to Nanzhu, it just has the effect of relieving fatigue, calming the nerves and helping sleep.
He Yunxiao didn't quite understand, but it was useless to guess about this kind of thing. He could just take the sachet and ask Mengbao.
…
At the gate of Changhe Palace, He Yunxiao politely said to the maid on duty at the gate: "I am He Yunxiao from Wuqing Marquis Mansion. I would like to invite Miss Li Qingmeng to come out and see me."
The maid looked at He Yunxiao in confusion: "Li Qingmeng?"
He Yunxiao smiled and said: "Yes."
Several maids on duty at the gate of Changhe Palace looked at each other, none of them understood what "Li Qingmeng" meant. One of them said: "Sir, wait a moment. I will go and ask."
A moment later, Jian Ling came out to meet He Yunxiao in person.
"Sir, follow me." Jian Ling took He Yunxiao to a remote place in Changhe Palace and pointed to a side palace and said: "Sir, wait in this room. Miss Li will be here soon."
He Yunxiao nodded, "Sorry to bother Miss Jianling."
When Meng Qingqian heard that He Yunxiao was looking for her, she panicked immediately.
This is Changhe Palace, the bedroom of Princess Xiaoyue. All the maids and guards know her, but only a few know "Li Qingmeng".
As long as any blind maid speaks loudly, the fact that she is not "Li Qingmeng" but "Meng Qingqian" will be...
First, Jian Ling was ordered to take He Yunxiao to a remote place, and then the maids nearby were dispersed. After everything was ready, Meng Qingqian hurriedly changed into men's clothes and went to the appointment.
When He Yunxiao saw his Mengbao coming, he hugged him without saying a word.
"Mengbao, why did you change your clothes after not seeing you for a while?"
They used to meet in Jinxianyuan. This time, Meng Qingqian was hugged by He Yunxiao in Changhe Palace, and she felt uncomfortable. But she was afraid that He Yunxiao would get suspicious, so she resisted and didn't push him away.
He Yunxiao rubbed her pretty face back and forth. The intimate physical contact made Meng Qingqian feel shy and her face turned pink unconsciously. In addition, this was Changhe Palace, and the psychological stimulation was far from comparable to Jinxianyuan.
So... He Yunxiao found that his Mengbao seemed to be very emotional...
Meng Bao's face and snow-white neck are pink at this moment, and her beautiful phoenix eyes are full of spring water. In her eyes, there is expectation, panic and fear. These things mixed together will become an invisible aphrodisiac for men.
He Yunxiao couldn't stand it anymore. Meng Bao's appearance, isn't it looking for a kiss? She can't move her body, but she has the final say with her mouth.
"He Yunxiao... um... you... um... um..."
Meng Qingqian's punches and kicks are naturally useless to He Yunxiao. She only beats for a while, and the arousal and lack of oxygen make her body unable to exert strength.
With her waist and back controlled by He Yunxiao, Meng Qingqian wanted to escape but couldn't, so she could only close her eyes silently and endure his wanton plunder.
This time, He Yunxiao's actions were more violent than before.
Afterwards, Meng Qingqian panted and said incoherently: "He Yunxiao...you...came to me...just to do this...?"
He Yunxiao stretched out his hand to lift the chin of the beauty in his arms, looked into her eyes and said: "Is it not possible?"
Meng Qingqian did not dare to refute. She almost understood He Yunxiao's temper. If she confronted him at this time, she would suffer in the end.
Seeing Mengbao blushing and not talking, He Yunxiao stopped teasing her.
"Mengbao, look at this."
He Yunxiao took out the sachet that Nanzhu had just given him.
Meng Qingqian was petrified when she saw the sachet.
He Yunxiao continued: "Look, this is what Nanzhu gave me. Doesn't it look very similar to the one your sister gave you?"