The Beloved in the Palm

Chapter 47 Xuan Dynasty reached out to her

After changing the place, it was really hard to sleep peacefully.

Xue Qingyin rarely woke up early. After washing herself, she changed her clothes and went outside.

Zhuangzi was surrounded by mountains and trees. She took two deep breaths and felt the fragrance of vegetation filling her nose. Just when I was feeling comfortable, I found myself kicking something as soon as I crossed the threshold.

Xue Qingyin was startled and took a closer look——

He was so big, curled up by the door, still sound asleep.

It's Zhao Xufeng!

What do the people outside think? Why are you all here?

However, she didn't care to pursue this at this time. Xue Qingyin was afraid that he would catch cold, so she leaned over and called: "A Feng!"

Zhao Xufeng woke up with a start, grabbed Xue Qingyin's sleeve, and stammered: "Aniang, Aniang!"

His face was full of horror.

Xue Qingyin softened her tone and said, "Are you having a nightmare?"

Zhao Xufeng shook his head repeatedly, and his head hit the door frame.

The people guarding outside the courtyard gate finally heard the noise, hurriedly opened the courtyard door and came in. They were dumbfounded when they saw it.

"Girl, this, he, this is not the young father-in-law, why..."

Xue Qingyin raised her hand to signal the maid to shut up, then lowered her head and asked Zhao Xufeng: "Are you afraid?"

"Afraid, afraid." Zhao Xufeng grabbed Xue Qingyin's sleeves and wrinkled them even more.

The maid raised her eyebrows when she saw this, but she couldn't argue with the fool.

What's more, this fool's status is very noble.

"What are you afraid of?" Xue Qingyin asked.

"Afraid...afraid..." Zhao Xufeng turned his head with difficulty, and then squeezed out a name: "He, He Junting."

The maid wondered who is this?

He... is a royal surname.

Xue Qingyin quickly realized, isn't that King Xuan?

His name appears to be He Junting in the original work.

The king of Wei is called He Wen'an.

"I'm going to eat, will you go?"

"No, no. I don't see He Junting."

So scared?

Didn't it go well when we just met yesterday?

No wonder he refused to stay in King Xuan's courtyard and came here quietly.

Xue Qingyin thought for a moment and said, "What are you afraid of? I will protect you."

The maid's face twitched, and she thought to herself, with the huge body of the young master of Zhao Guogong's mansion, he can barely protect the eldest girl. How can the eldest girl protect him?

But he didn't expect that this trick would work well for Zhao Xufeng.

The look of horror on Zhao Xufeng's face was instantly replaced by a silly smile. He nodded and got up: "Yes, yes, my mother-in-law protects me. My mother-in-law is the best."

The maid came forward and lowered her voice and said: "Girl, are you just going to let him call you like this? If others listen..."

Xue Qingyin was fearless: "If others heard this, they would still call me grandma. How senior is this person? Wouldn't you be happy?"

The maid choked.

When Zhao Xufeng heard this, he seemed to have remembered something, and he stammered and changed his words: "A Yin, A Yin."

Xue Qingyin was stunned for a moment and agreed.

How long did it take Manager Zhao to correct Zhao Xufeng's title?

"let's go."

"Well, Ayin, let's go, let's go."

Xue Qingyin stepped forward and walked towards the front hall.

Zhao Xufeng followed closely behind.

In the main hall, Manager Zhao was restless.

Xue Qingyin saw him as soon as he came in.

Manager Zhao also saw Zhao Xufeng behind her and breathed a sigh of relief.

"Mr. Zhao, are you scared?" Xue Qingyin stepped forward.

"I was quite scared, but fortunately there were Xuanwu troops guarding the surroundings, so it shouldn't be a big deal." Manager Zhao said with a complicated mood.

Duke Zhao has the Zhao Family Army under his command, which... well... doesn't get along well with the Xuanwu Army. The Xuanwu Army acted more ruthlessly, so much so that when General Manager Zhao saw it, he couldn't help but want to avoid its edge.

But he didn't expect that now he would be grateful to the Xuanwu Army for guarding the surrounding area!

An Eight Immortals table has been set up in the main hall, with tea and snacks placed on the table.

The servant stood by and asked Xue Qingyin in a low voice: "Miss, do you want breakfast?"

Xue Qingyin nodded: "Well, bring them all."

After saying that, she asked Manager Zhao again: "Why didn't you think of coming to my place to ask?"

Manager Zhao laughed: "I'm afraid it will disturb the girl's rest."

Xue Qingyin secretly thought that there were some kind people in Duke Zhao's house.

The conversation here was intimate.

Over there, He Songning couldn't hold back anymore and whispered: "Qingyin."

In addition to Manager Zhao, there was also He Songning in the main hall.

It's just that Xue Qingyin didn't look at him seriously from the moment she walked in.

Xue Qingyin then turned around pretending to be surprised: "Ah! Why is eldest brother still here?"

He Songning gritted his teeth and wanted to grab Xue Qingyin...

Manager Zhao also joined in and said, "Master Xue should be attending the Spring Festival, right? He should be busy studying these days."

He Songning smiled slightly: "Don't worry, Manager Zhao, this place is clean and perfect for studying."

Xue Qingyin was a little unbelievable.

She thought there was something wrong with her ears.

But He Songning followed up and said: "I have ordered people to move all my books and classics to Zhuangzi."

Xue Qingyin was stupid.

Shocking news!

Xue Qinghe, don’t you want it?

After He Songning said these words, he deliberately turned his head to look at Xue Qingyin's face.

Who knew that Xue Qingyin looked distracted.

When it came time to eat, I couldn't even taste the food.

After breakfast, Xue Qingyin asked the maid to get the kite.

The maid went alone, but came back with four people. The four held the big snake kite that He Songning bought for her last time.

As soon as He Songning saw the kite, he felt a dull pain in his arm.

He pursed his lips hard, and was about to say that he might not have time to fly a kite with her today, when he saw Xue Qingyin turned around and said to Zhao Xufeng: "Let's fly a kite today."

"Fly! Fly!" Zhao Xufeng applauded.

He Songning: "..."

It seems that he can't even be a tool today.

Only Manager Zhao was very happy, because their young master could finally get rid of the bad life of sitting there doing nothing, eating and drinking non-stop day after day!

Xue Qingyin took Zhao Xufeng to fly the kite, and He Songning returned to the courtyard to study.

When he was studying, he was still very focused.

But today... it was different.

Xue Qingyin handed the kite to Zhao Xufeng directly. After teaching him how to fly it, she sat aside to watch.

Her body couldn't stand the tossing, so she just watched.

Zhao Xufeng was tall and strong, with a long arm span, which gave him a natural advantage in flying a kite. Moreover, he was obedient and easy to take care of. He ran when told to run and stopped when told to stop.

The kite was soon released into the air.

This was much easier than ordering He Songning around.

Manager Zhao was standing aside. When he first saw Zhao Xufeng running, his face gradually turned red, and he felt distressed.

But after thinking about it, he tried his best to endure it.

"You are so smart!"

"Fly it well!"

"Higher, higher!"

The voice of the girl from the Xue family was crisp and pleasant.

Manager Zhao's tears were about to burst out, but he held them back.

He thought to himself, this is the first time someone praised the young master for being smart.

He Songning on the other side couldn't hear Xue Qingyin's laughter.

But the kite flew higher and higher, and finally entered his sight.

He sat in front of the window, and with just a glance outside, he could see the kite turning left and right, not like a snake, but more like a galloping dragon.

It was really eye-catching.

He Songning suddenly realized that he was not the only irreplaceable person for Xue Qingyin at this age...

When she was a child, Xue Qingyin knew that she wanted to change her big brother.

Now that she has grown up, won’t she be able to put her ideas into practice?

He Songning was rare, suddenly, and a little unable to concentrate on reading.

…

Zhao Xufeng ran against the wind, and he didn’t know how long he ran. Xue Qingyin was afraid that he would faint from too much exercise, so she called him to stop.

The kite slowly fell down and was hooked by the tree.

There was no fun now.

Xue Qingyin pursed her lips.

Zhao Xufeng stood there holding the string in a daze, sweating profusely, and his collar was soaked.

But when Manager Zhao looked at him, he saw his bright eyes.

The young master was happy.

He hadn't been so happy for a long, long time.

"Let's not play this anymore. Let's go horseback riding." Xue Qingyin said, turning around and walking out.

Zhao Xufeng didn't understand what horseback riding was, but he just followed her.

Xue Qingyin took a carriage to the horse farm in the back mountain.

There was a horse race going on inside, and she could hear the noise of people from afar through the fence.

She saw King Xuan at a glance.

He was riding a sweat-blood horse.

The horse was handsome and majestic, with a slender neck, and its height was far superior to the horses in the Xue family horse farm.

King Xuan was also born tall, and when he rode on the horse, he immediately suppressed the momentum of the others around him.

The horse raised its hooves and galloped.

King Xuan was as imposing as a rainbow.

The mountain wind was fierce, and his clothes fluttered.

Although there was still a distance, Xue Qingyin felt as if she could hear the sound of the rustling.

The soldiers around him cried out in surprise. Others could not catch up and could only watch as His Royal Highness Xuan Wang led the way with the momentum of flattening mountains and rivers.... He crossed the fence?

He went straight forward.

Finally, he stopped in front of Xue Qingyin.

Zhao Xufeng screamed in fear and fell to the ground.

Xue Qingyin narrowed her eyes and looked up at Xuan Wang.

Today, Xuan Wang wore a light robe and loose belt, looking more like a graceful young man sitting high on the steps, drinking wine.

He lowered his head and stretched out his hand to Xue Qingyin: "Want to ride a horse?"

Fang Chengzhong turned around and dispersed the rest of the soldiers.

The soldiers were very confused.