"Why are you being so nice to me today?" Mengbao looked at He Yunxiao with suspicion, as if she had never seen him before.
With a broad smile, He Yunxiao diligently massaged Mengbao's legs.
"This isn't for your own good, it's a perk Mengbao is giving me," He Yunxiao said with a smile. But his hands kept getting covered in sesame oil and applying it to Mengbao's straight, smooth legs, then massaging and patting them to enhance the oil's effects.
Meng Qingqian lay on the bed, wearing moon-white shorts, holding a memorial in her hand, her face full of strange expressions.
He Yunxiao's perfunctory words might fool the young girl, but they wouldn't fool her.
If her own legs were considered a perk, then yes, but this wasn't the first time He Yunxiao, that lecherous scoundrel, had seen them. He'd touched them, he'd used them; they were practically an old married couple. Logically, there was no need for him to specifically ask for a perk like sesame oil.
Even if there's no sesame oil, he still insists on touching it. Doesn't he think he can find it?
No matter how hard Meng Qingqian thought about it, she couldn't figure out He Yunxiao's motives. The only explanation she could come up with was that He Yunxiao genuinely "wanted to be good to Mengbao."
That's very strange.
Because He Yunxiao had always treated her very well.
Now that He Yunxiao is going to such lengths to curry favor with her, Meng Qingqian always feels that He Yunxiao is going to do something to betray her.
But what could He Yunxiao possibly do that would betray himself?
Meng Qingqian couldn't figure it out.
"Did you do something wrong?"
"No," He Yunxiao said innocently. But in reality, he was not innocent at all.
At yesterday's celebration, He Yuanhao and Fan Changshu agreed to visit each other with betrothal gifts on a chosen day.
The so-called "choosing an auspicious day" actually means tomorrow. As soon as the news of the He family's engagement breaks tomorrow, Mengbao will definitely be the first to explode. He Yunxiao sensed something was wrong and wanted to discuss postponing it with his father, He Yuanhao, but He Yuanhao wouldn't listen to him at all.
Having no other choice, He Yunxiao simply abandoned Fei Bao and Chu Chu and went directly to the palace to accompany Meng Bao. He thought he could save her as much as he could. Although he couldn't avoid making Meng Bao angry, he still had to make the necessary efforts. He had to be prepared to take the beating.
"No? Then you must have heard some rumors," Meng Qingqian said with a smile.
What's going on?
“You must participate in the Qi-Yan peace talks,” Mengbao said.
"Huh? What did I do? Why do I have to participate?" He Yunxiao exclaimed in surprise.
He Yunxiao came here specifically to curry favor and had no intention of inquiring about any inside information about the court, but the news of this business trip was indeed beyond his expectations.
Mengbao did not answer, but said, "It's not just you, but also other military figures, such as the Southwest King, the Spirit King, and Fan Ziruo."
Although Mengbao disliked Fan Ziruo, as a wise ruler, she still recognized Fan Ziruo's abilities. If she were to reject Fan Ziruo because of her feelings for He Yunxiao, wouldn't that make He Yunxiao a "traitor to the country"?
One thing at a time, family matters are family matters, and national affairs are national affairs.
"The King of the Southwest is going to negotiate? Can they possibly succeed?" He Yunxiao asked.
The Southwest King was a well-known advocate of war. If it weren't for the "Flooding of Luoyue Pass Plan," countless soldiers would have died inside and outside the city by now.
When Meng Qingqian talked about politics, he became much more serious, and the majesty between his brows appeared and disappeared. He said, "If the soldiers are to participate in the peace negotiations, the Prince of the Southwest cannot be absent. He is not only the representative of the army, but also the representative of the Meng family as a prince. Apart from him, including the civil officials, all the other peace negotiators are pro-peace. If you can't even reach an agreement on this, then don't bother negotiating at all."
He Yunxiao was naturally a proponent of peace. Seeing that the princess's tone was about to change, he immediately said, "No, we can talk, we can talk. Mengbao, please give us a chance." At the same time, he didn't forget to put pressure on the princess.
"You, you stay away from me... there are still things on the bed... stop it... be gentle... um..."
...
The next day at noon, Meng Qingqian slowly woke up from her bed.
She opened her eyes and looked at the neatly arranged bedding and clothes, and couldn't help but curl the corners of her mouth into a smile.
Although the room was always a mess before she fell asleep, the disheveled bed would always be neatly made when she woke up. Everything in the room was tidied up perfectly, even her memorials were sorted and arranged. (www.cascoo.net)
He Yunxiao never let her lift a finger, treating her like a baby. This is one of the reasons why Meng Qingqian could never escape once she fell in love with He Yunxiao.
As the lonely empress of the Great Qi, what more could she ask for than such sincere affection?
"shadow."
Meng Qingqian ordered.
"Shadow is here. Please give your orders, Master."
Suddenly, a woman wrapped in black cloth appeared in the room.
Her appearance went unnoticed even by Jian Ling, a Grandmaster-level expert outside the house.
The only people who could allow Jian Ling to enter the hall without him noticing, besides He Yunxiao, were martial artists at the Grandmaster level.
"Today's news."
After speaking, Her Highness the Princess got up from the bedside and stretched comfortably. The fabric of her white underwear tightened with her movement, revealing her curvaceous figure in the midday sun. She walked to the clothes rack and put on her clothes, but didn't forget to listen to Shadow's report on the news that was worth the Princess's attention that day.
"Minister of War Wei Taichuan hosted a banquet for the generals. After arriving in the capital, the envoy from the Yan Kingdom made appointments with officials throughout the court..."
Shadow recounted each point one by one, and Meng Qingqian listened to each one in turn. If she encountered something that interested her, Shadow would interrupt her and ask her to elaborate.
Shadow said expressionlessly, "He Yuanhao went to the Fan family to propose marriage."
Meng Qingqian: ? ? ?
Say it again.
"He Yuanhao went to the Fan family to propose marriage. More than a dozen carriages carried about 20,000 taels of betrothal gifts. He left at Chenshi (7-9 AM) and did not return by Sishi (9-11 AM), presumably staying at the Fan family's residence for a meal."
Meng Qingqian froze on the spot, as if petrified.
A dowry of 20,000 taels of silver was more than enough for ordinary people, demonstrating the importance the He family attached to the marriage proposal and their approval of the Fan family's daughter. The fact that they stayed for a meal at the He family's residence indicated that the two sides had a very pleasant conversation, and the matter was essentially settled.
how so……
Meng Qingqian suddenly recalled the scene last night when He Yunxiao fawned over her.
He was so angry that he gritted his teeth.
"You little rascal! I was wondering why he was suddenly being so nice to me, but it turns out he was up to something!"
The engagement was a matter of great importance, but also of little significance. On a grand scale, the Fan family's daughter would become their "officially wedded wife." On a smaller scale, the princess's authority was undeniable; regardless of one's status, the princess would always be superior. Whether a young wife held any power in her own family depended on the strength of her family.
Even so, Meng Qingqian still felt extremely uncomfortable. She felt as if she had been deceived by that scoundrel He Yunxiao. Although she had kept many things from He Yunxiao, such as the identity of the Eldest Princess and the existence of the Shadow, etc.
But Mengbao couldn't stand hearing that.
This whole thing was just that scoundrel He Yunxiao toying with her feelings. He showered her with sweet words in the palace, while he was doting on other women outside.
I get really angry if I don't care.
Meng Qingqian waved her hand, making the shadow disappear, and then called out to the door:
"Jian Ling, move your carriage to the Orchid Investment and Development Bank."
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