The Beloved in the Palm

Chapter 88: Getting Married

February 28.

Good luck, good for getting married and moving.

Everyone in the Xue family was busy.

Even Xue Qinghe felt a little nervous.

All the Xu family members were present, and even the old man of the Xue family came in person and waited in the flower hall.

This frightening old man changed his usual harsh tone. He leaned on his cane and praised Xue Qingyin, saying, "She is a good child."

Hearing this, the Xue family's aunt beside him was surprised.

Xue Qinghe was also surprised.

She thought her grandfather would reprimand Xue Qingyin for not following the etiquette and laws everywhere, which really brought shame to the Xue family.

It turned out that the title of King Xuan was so intimidating that it could make her grandfather change his words.

The Xu family members nearby agreed with the statement and said, "Yes, Qingyin is indeed a good child, and a promising one."

"Isn't it? Qingyin is usually smart and gentle."

"She is also very loyal and respectful to her elders. She is getting married today, and we are really reluctant to let her go." Aunt Gui wiped her tears as she spoke.

Old Master Xue hid the contempt in his eyes when he heard the statement.

The Xu family members are short-sighted, and the Duke's Mansion can make them obedient.

However, even though he looked down on them, Old Master Xue did not say a word of rebuttal.

The corners of He Songning's mouth could not help but twitch.

Is this really about Xue Qingyin?

Perhaps only Mrs. Xue thought it was appropriate!

He Songning did not listen any more, quietly left the flower hall, and walked towards Xue Qingyin's yard.

Xue Qinghe looked at his back, and a trace of pain flashed through her eyes. She forced herself to suppress all kinds of emotions, turned her head back, looked at the Xu family, and thought that Xue Qingyin was really close to her maternal family.

No wonder she said that day that she was very comfortable in the Xu family.

Xue Qinghe had not seen her maternal family for a long time, and she couldn't help but feel a little envious.

Let's talk about this.

Xue Qingyin yawned lightly, and she still felt sleepy sitting in front of the bronze mirror.

Zhishu quickly straightened her head and whispered: "Miss, bear with it for a few more hours."

...A few more hours?

Xue Qingyin's eyes darkened when she heard these words, and she regretted it on the spot.

Mrs. Xue's worries were indeed reasonable. At this rate, it was very good that she didn't die at the gate of Prince Xuan's Mansion.

Mrs. Xue came in from outside and couldn't help showing a look of heartache when she saw Xue Qingyin's appearance.

But soon her face straightened up and she said, "The young general who was with King Xuan before is here."

"Huh?" Xue Qingyin turned around curiously and asked, "He is the only one here?"

Mrs. Xue nodded and said, "He said he has something important to give you and is waiting outside the door now."

Xue Qingyin was even more surprised. What time is it now? What important thing must be given to her at this time?

Her curiosity was aroused, and she said without thinking, "Just let him bring it in."

Mrs. Xue said, "I'm afraid he dares not come in."

As she said that, she turned and went out, and seemed to say a few words to Du Hongxue.

When Mrs. Xue came in again, she had two red sandalwood boxes in her hands, and there was a faint sandalwood scent lingering on them.

Du Hongxue said loudly through a door, "Please wear it, young lady."

Mrs. Xue put the box in front of Xue Qingyin and smiled, "Look, what kind of rare thing is it?"

Xue Qingyin lifted the lid of the top one.

On the soft silk, there was a pomegranate red back press. It was decorated with pearls, and the tassels jingled when it was picked up, which made it look very rich.

"What a bright red!" Mrs. Xue blurted out.

Zhishu was also in a trance for a moment, amazed by the beauty of this thing.

"It was specially sent here, so it must have a history." Mrs. Xue said confidently.

Regardless of the origin, Xue Qingyin felt that wearing this thing might... hurt the back of her head.

Zhishu, with the help of a maid next to her, put the back press on Xue Qingyin.

Xue Qingyin licked her lips and sighed, "I can't even breathe properly now."

Who knew that the people next to her exclaimed, "Don't lick it! The lip balm will be eaten by the girl."

Xue Qingyin had to hold it back for the time being.

I have suffered such a great crime today, and I would be sorry if I don't get it back from King Xuan!

She lowered her eyes and opened another box, which contained a round fan.

The umbrella handle was made of gold-inlaid jade bamboo, and the Hetian jade pendant was hanging down, which was warm to the touch.

The umbrella surface was embroidered with square patterns and Huizi patterns on both sides with gold thread, which meant auspiciousness and endless life. There were also hollow jade balls on both sides.

Xue Qingyin took it and held it in her palm, feeling luxurious and delicate.

With a slight shake, the jade ball started to rotate. Extremely clever.

Outside the door.

As soon as He Songning stepped into the yard, he met Du Hongxue.

When He Songning saw him, he asked in surprise: "His Royal Highness Xuan Wang has arrived?" So urgent? He Songning thought.

"It's just that I went ahead on behalf of His Royal Highness." Du Hongxue didn't say what he came for. In He Songning's ears, he just thought he was here to pick someone up on behalf of King Xuan.

He Songning raised his eyebrows, and for some reason he felt a little sorry for Xue Qingyin.

He stepped past Du Hongxue and knocked on the door to enter.

The maid asked inside: "Who is it?"

"It's me." He Songning said.

The maid hesitated again and again, but still said: "The eldest lady said that the eldest master is not allowed to come in."

He Songning: "..."

He couldn't help but glance at Du Hongxue, always feeling that he had lost face in front of others, which made him a little annoyed.

He Songning asked: "I brought some gifts, Qingyin doesn't want them either?"

This time it was Mrs. Xue's voice that sounded inside the door: "Okay, don't make trouble for your sister."

He Songning was turned away like this, and could only wait outside with Du Hongxue.

This made He Songning feel very uncomfortable.

Fortunately, Xue Qingyin finally finished her makeup with a series of auspicious words in her ears.

Mrs. Xue stood there without moving, she watched everyone carefully help Xue Qingyin walk out.

Her rings and pendants jingled, and the tassels swayed gently.

The brocade clothes wrapped her slender figure, creating a gorgeous and elegant appearance.

Mrs. Xue couldn't hold back her tears any longer, and burst out.

Everyone outside the door only heard a "creak" and the door was pushed open.

Xue Qingyin walked out slowly, covering her face with a fan, revealing only her eyes.

Her eyebrows were like ink, her eyelashes were like crow feathers, and a flower ornament on her forehead was so beautiful that it was about to drip.

Dressed in such a gorgeous outfit, she actually felt as if she was shining brightly in all directions.

Everyone who saw her was moved.

He Songning was the first to come back to his senses. He stepped forward, handed the gift in his hand to the maid beside him, and said, "Your brother will carry you out of the house."

Xue Qingyin pouted behind the fan.

Wow, how fresh, it's rare to see you take the initiative like this.

Xue Qingyin did not refuse.

She felt relieved that He Songning could suffer a little loss.

She lifted her skirt and was about to call He Songning over.

At this time, she heard a burst of fast and fierce footsteps.

A loud shout came from outside the courtyard gate: "His Royal Highness Xuan Wang is here!"

Xuan Wang stepped into the door, and the palace soldiers followed closely behind him in a majestic manner.

He said, "Don't bother me, young master. I'll take care of it."

Xue Qingyin looked up and saw that he was wearing a black crown, a red robe, and a sword at his waist.

The strong red color couldn't suppress the murderous aura on him.

Xue Qingyin couldn't help but tilt her head, and suddenly she was a little curious. What would a person like this look like if he showed tenderness between his eyebrows? Hmm... would he be so cold when doing that?

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