He Yunxiao: ?
Why did Xiaoyue give me what she didn't want?
"Meng Qingrou, what do you mean?"
Although Meng Qingrou often couldn't understand what He Yunxiao was saying, she was very perceptive of his tone. Right now, He Yunxiao wasn't calling her "Rou'er" or "Nanzhu," but instead addressing her by her given name, which made Meng Qingrou feel very uneasy.
"What's wrong?" she asked cautiously.
"I'm angry," He Yunxiao said with a stern face.
One of her small hands was grabbed, so Meng Qingrou had to use her other hand to pinch He Yunxiao's clothes and shake them. "Brother Yunxiao, don't be angry. Rou'er was wrong. Please forgive Rou'er, okay?"
She's using this trick again!
He Yunxiao immediately realized something was wrong.
Nan Zhu's wife has an extremely cute and pretty face, coupled with her sweet, coquettish voice. Add to that her coy gestures and eyes that yearn for your forgiveness... Damn, this woman is too good at it!
Regardless of what others do, He Yunxiao simply can't withstand it.
In fact, Meng Qingqian's summary of He Yunxiao's personality hit the nail on the head: he's the kind of guy who responds better to gentleness than force. You usually won't get anything out of him by going head-to-head, but if you show weakness and act cute, you can usually get his care and forgiveness immediately.
He Yunxiao coughed lightly, feeling embarrassed, and said, "It's alright, Rou'er, please don't give me things that Xiaoyue doesn't want next time."
"oh."
Meng Qingrou clutched the sachet in her hand, looking somewhat dejected.
He Yunxiao sighed and held out his hand to Nan Zhu's wife, "Rou'er, give me the sachet. It's a bit ugly, but it seems quite practical."
Meng Qingrou obediently placed the sachet in He Yunxiao's hand, but her mood remained low.
Now, it was He Yunxiao who was trying to comfort her.
"Rou'er, what's wrong? Are you unhappy?"
"If only the embroidery on the South Sea pearls were even better."
"It's perfect as it is now. Look at this sachet, it's kind of ugly-cute."
Meng Qingrou couldn't help but laugh out loud at He Yunxiao's antics. "What is he? He's still ugly."
"Rou'er, it doesn't matter if it's ugly. You can give me the first sachet next time, I'll like it no matter how ugly it is. I was just jealous of your sister. Rou'er talks about her sister all the time and is so good to her, is it wrong for me to be jealous?"
Meng Qingrou blushed as she listened. "Actually, Nanzhu didn't think that much about it. She just felt that you wouldn't dislike me..."
Nan Zhu's wife's words made He Yunxiao feel quite guilty.
"Of course I wouldn't dislike Rou'er." He Yunxiao reached out and gently pinched her nose, saying, "Rou'er is cute and beautiful, who wouldn't like her?"
Nan Zhu's wife is relatively simple-minded and easy to please.
After He Yunxiao assured her he wouldn't dislike her and praised her a couple of times, he basically won 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 had given him and felt that something was wrong.
This sachet is exactly the same as the one in Li Qingmeng's hand. From the fabric to the stitching, everything is identical.
A bold conjecture suddenly popped into He Yunxiao's mind: Could it be that the sachet in Li Qingmeng's hand was given to Meng Qingqian by Nanzhu? If so, why would Meng Qingqian give away the sachet that Nanzhu gave her to someone else?
It's not anything valuable. According to Nanzhu, it only has a slight effect of relieving fatigue and calming the mind to help with sleep.
He Yunxiao couldn't quite figure it out, but there was no point in guessing. He could just take the sachet and ask Mengbao directly.
...
At the entrance of Changhe Palace, He Yunxiao politely addressed the palace maid on duty, saying, "I am He Yunxiao from the Marquis of Wuqing's residence. I would like to invite Miss Li Qingmeng to come out for a meeting."
The palace maid looked at He Yunxiao with a bewildered expression: "Li Qingmeng?"
He Yunxiao laughed and said, "That's right."
Several palace maids on duty at the entrance of Changhe Palace looked at each other, none of them understanding what "Li Qingmeng" meant. One of them said, "Young master, please wait a moment, this servant will go and ask."
A moment later, Jian Ling personally came out to meet He Yunxiao.
"Young Master He, come with me." Jian Ling led He Yunxiao to a secluded part of Changhe Palace and pointed to a side palace, saying, "Young Master, please wait in this room. Miss Li will be here shortly."
He Yunxiao nodded, "Thank you for your help, Miss Jianling."
When Meng Qingqian heard that He Yunxiao had come to find her, she immediately panicked.
This is Changhe Palace, the bedroom of Princess Xiaoyue. All the palace maids and guards, big and small, know her, but very few know who "Li Qingmeng" is.
If any of the clueless maids or palace maids speaks a little louder, the fact that she is "Meng Qingqian" instead of "Li Qingmeng" will be...
First, she ordered Jian Ling to take He Yunxiao to a secluded place, then she dismissed the palace maids nearby. After everything was settled, Meng Qingqian quickly changed into men's clothes and went to keep her appointment.
As soon as He Yunxiao saw his Mengbao arrive, he immediately hugged her without saying a word.
"Mengbao, why did you change your clothes after not seeing you for a while?"
They used to meet at Jinxian Courtyard, so being embraced by He Yunxiao at Changhe Palace made Meng Qingqian feel extremely uncomfortable. However, fearing that He Yunxiao would become suspicious, she forced herself not to push him away.
He Yunxiao rubbed her pretty face back and forth, and the intimate physical contact made Meng Qingqian feel shy. Her face turned pink involuntarily. In addition, this was Changhe Palace, and the psychological stimulation was far greater than that of Jinxian Courtyard.
Then... He Yunxiao realized that his Mengbao seemed quite aroused...
Mengbao's face and snow-white neck were flushed pink, and her beautiful phoenix eyes were brimming with desire. Her eyes held a mixture of anticipation, panic, and fear, a combination that would become an invisible aphrodisiac for men.
He Yunxiao couldn't take it anymore. Mengbao's current state was clearly a sign that she was looking for a husband. She couldn't move her body, but she could say whatever she wanted.
“He Yunxiao…uh…you…uhhhh…”
Meng Qingqian's punches and kicks were naturally ineffective against He Yunxiao. She could only fight for a short while before her body became weak due to emotional distress and lack of oxygen.
With her waist and back firmly held in He Yunxiao's hands, Meng Qingqian wanted to escape but couldn't. She could only silently close her eyes and endure his wanton abduction.
This time, He Yunxiao's actions were more violent than when they were being gentle before.
Afterwards, Meng Qingqian, panting, said in a daze, "He Yunxiao...you...came to see me...just to do this...?"
He Yunxiao reached out and lifted the chin of the beauty in his arms, looking into her eyes and saying, "Is that not allowed?"
Meng Qingqian dared not refute. She had a pretty good grasp of He Yunxiao's temperament. If she went to confront him head-on at this time, she would only suffer in the end.
Seeing Mengbao blush and remain silent, He Yunxiao stopped teasing her.
"Mengbao, look at this."
He Yunxiao took out the sachet that Nan Zhu had just given him.
When Meng Qingqian saw the sachet, she froze completely.
He Yunxiao continued, "Look, this is what Nanzhu gave me. Doesn't it look a lot like the one your sister gave you?"
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com