The Beloved in the Palm

Chapter 40 Who is more sarcastic

Xue Qingyin's tone can be described as calm.

He Songning was affected and regained his composure in an instant.

He stared at Xue Qingyin for a moment, then let go of her hand.

Xue Qingyin stopped looking at him, turned her head and pulled her sleeve down, revealing her shoulder.

There were indeed finger marks on it.

The white skin and the red marks were close together, which was particularly eye-catching. After a while, the red marks might turn blue and purple.

If this strangled my neck, I would be finished.

Xue Qingyin secretly cursed in her heart.

Damn He Songning!

"The doctor went to see..." He Songning spoke again. He noticed Xue Qingyin's movements and looked at her shoulder.

The dazzling color came into his eyes, and He Songning's eyelids jumped, and he instinctively lowered his eyes to look at his hand.

He just used so much strength?

Looking at this, Xue Qingyin looked pitiful.

"Oh, what did the doctor say?"

"..."

Xue Qingyin suddenly raised her head and looked at him: "You don't know yet? You didn't go to Xue Qinghe? Oh, you came to me to get angry?"

Xue Qingyin's tone was cold, a little weird.

But He Songning had no way to refute.

"If she dies, it won't be too late for you to strangle me. Big brother." She bit the last two words heavily.

He Songning said nothing with a gloomy face, but stepped forward and raised his hand to press on Xue Qingyin's shoulder.

His fingers were cold, which froze her and she blurted out: "What are you doing?"

He Songning met her eyes.

There was a vigilant look in her eyes.

The closeness and admiration of the past seemed to have vanished at this moment.

This was a scene that He Songning had always been happy to see in the past.

But today, when he really saw it, he didn't know why he was not as happy as he imagined.

"I'll ask the maid to bring the medicine in." He Songning said.

Xue Qingyin: "No, go find Xue Qinghe."

After He Songning calmed down, he was naturally not so anxious. He stood there, motionless.

Xue Qingyin looked at him in confusion: "Why don't you go, brother? Are you afraid that you will accidentally strangle the doctor?"

The corner of He Songning's mouth twitched.

This is too obviously weird.

But when she said this, her eyes were clear and innocent.

He Songning walked back and opened the door, and said to the outside: "Get some blood stasis ointment."

The maid trembled and said: "The ointment is in there."

He Songning frowned, but finally stepped aside to make way: "Come in."

The maid buried her head, not even daring to ask what happened, and rushed to the vermilion lacquer cabinet at the other end.

After opening the drawer, the maid found a small porcelain jar from it.

"Miss...where are you hurt?" The maid asked.

He Songning glanced at the small porcelain jar in her hand.

After the lid was opened, it was clearly visible that only a thin layer of the paste was left.

Does Xue Qingyin get hurt often on weekdays?

Then it's no wonder that he was so strong just now.

As soon as this thought crossed He Songning's mind, he heard the maid exclaim: "Where did you hit it? Why is it so serious?"

He Songning's thoughts stopped abruptly.

...Well, he still used too much strength.

At this time, Xue Qingyin uttered a word: "Dog."

He Songning: "..."

The maid was still wondering: "Where did the dog come from?"

She took out the paste and gently rubbed it on Xue Qingyin's shoulders. As she rubbed it, the maid slowly saw something wrong... It looked a bit like... the mark of a finger.

It couldn't be the eldest master...

The maid felt a chill on her back, and she didn't dare to look back, nor did she dare to think about what was going on.

Everything was fine, why did it start again?

The maid took a breath, put away the ointment, and whispered: "Shall I make a pot of tea for the eldest master?"

Xue Qingyin thought he would say no.

Who knew He Songning responded: "Yes."

What? Still not leaving?

Xue Qingyin secretly curled her lips, wiped her hands, pinched the snacks on the table and fed them to her mouth, just pretending that He Songning didn't exist.

He Songning looked at her and was immediately angry and amused.

Should I say that she is more open-minded now than before?

But this openness is not the right place.

"Why are you feeling unwell today?" He Songning sat down and asked.

Xue Qingyin: "Now you remember to care about me?"

He Songning: "..."

Xue Qingyin didn't offend anyone so badly at once.

Besides, if she went too far, it would not be like her original personality.

Xue Qingyin put down the snacks, clapped her hands, and said, "It was cold on the lake, and my elder brother knew that I couldn't stand it, so I came back by myself."

She thought about it, and didn't defend herself too much.

He Songning's personality is arbitrary and domineering.

The more she said, the more he heard it, and it might become a guilty excuse.

"Is the King of Wei here today?"

"More than that, the King Xuan, Princess Jinque, the Fourth Princess... are all here." Xue Qingyin paused and asked back, "Who pushed Xue Qinghe?"

"...No one recognized it." He Songning's tone was slightly cold.

If he didn't know that Xue Qingyin didn't have such means, he would suspect that it was Xue Qingyin who instructed those noble ladies.

"No one will admit it, but is there no one else to identify it?"

"No."

Xue Qingyin was puzzled.

Then he heard He Songning coldly say: "The women in the mansion don't have many good friends outside, so naturally no one will point it out."

Is it my fault?

Or is it Mrs. Xue's fault?

Xue Qingyin curled her lips, thinking that there was nothing she could do about her poor popularity!

Xue Qingyin immediately gave him an idea: "Brother, just go ask it yourself."

"What do you mean?"

Xue Qingyin said lazily: "Aren't you the most popular one in our family? Those noble ladies will also tell you for your face."

He Songning: "..."

Are you asking him to sell male beauty?

Seeing that he didn't say anything, Xue Qingyin just said: "Anyway, I'm not in a hurry."

At this time, someone said through the door: "Qiu Xin, who serves the second lady, wants to talk to the eldest master."

He Songning glanced at Xue Qingyin's expression.

She didn't even mean to stop him.

"Ask her in." He Songning said.

After a while, Qiu Xin came in with the maid who served tea.

Qiu Xin was still a little trembling when she saw He Songning. But thinking of Xue Qinghe lying on the bed, she regained her courage.

She secretly thought that the second young lady had a good fall!

If she hadn't fallen, how could she win over the eldest young master back to their courtyard?

Qiu Xin pinched her palms, and tears suddenly overflowed from her eyes.

She said miserably: "Eldest young master, the second young lady she, she..."

He Songning stood up suddenly and asked sternly: "Tell me! What happened to her?"

Qiu Xin's tears broke.

"Don't just cry! Speak!" He Songning's expression was gloomy and terrifying.

Qiu Xin hurriedly stopped crying and choked: "The doctor said that the head was injured. I'm afraid I have to stay in bed for half a month and take medicine every day. I'm afraid I can't stand up and walk. The second young lady said that she felt pain and fainted when she moved a little, and she wanted to vomit."

Xue Qingyin: "..."

She had no opinion on Xue Qinghe.

But this maid came up and said something, and she was so long that people who didn't know thought Xue Qinghe was dead.

Now it looks like a concussion, right?

This disease is not serious, but it is not small either.

It is true that she needs to be taken care of.

"The second young lady has suffered a lot since she was young, but she didn't expect that she would suffer such an unexpected disaster now! The doctor boiled the medicine, and the second young lady felt uncomfortable and wanted to vomit but couldn't vomit after just smelling it." Qiu Xin cried again.

Xue Qingyin said lazily: "The medicine is very unpalatable. I have been taking it for more than one or two years."

Qiu Xin shut up immediately.

She almost forgot about this. This child was born sickly.

He Songning heard the voice, his eyes flashed, and he also showed a thoughtful expression.

But he immediately found the strangeness in Qiu Xin's words: "Unexpected disaster?"

"Qiu Xin doesn't know whether she should say..."

"Say it." He Songning's annoyance in his heart has reached its peak.

Qiu Xin carefully glanced in the direction of Xue Qingyin.

Xue Qingyin:?

No way? What does it have to do with me?

"After the eldest lady left, Princess Goldfinch came back and invited everyone to board the ship. Just as we were boarding, I vaguely heard someone ask, "Is that Miss Xue?" By the time I reacted, the second lady was knocked to the ground. She almost fell into the water."

"So what you mean is... that person was originally coming for Qingyin? But after the eldest lady left, he mistook Qinghe for Qingyin?"