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Chapter 295 Please come into the urn(2/2)

Or is Xue Qingyin inside? Only she would want to come to such a place.

He Songning's heartbeat was a beat.

He speeded up, and after turning a screen, he could hear the sound of the female family speaking.

"I, I lost." The female voice trembled gently, and she felt a little aggrieved.

It's not Xue Qingyin's voice.

"I...I lost too." Another voice sounded. It was not Xue Qingyin's voice.

He Songning was puzzled and walked closer. He first saw a wide grassland, and several guards were playing polo in sweat.

When will the palace allow the imperial guards to come to play polo?

He Songning's eyes turned and saw several young girls sitting in a pavilion.

And the one who surrounded the girl was... Xue Qingyin!

This is the person...the emperor wants him to come to see.

He Songning's breathing was stagnant.

Countless fragments of broken dreams were pieced together and eventually turned into the lazy figure leaning on the side.

She was wearing a fiery red cloak and wore flowers on her temples.

The flowers in winter are already dazzling.

It is even more eye-catching when it is set against her beautiful face.

He Songning felt that all the blood was rushing, and he couldn't suppress the complex and surging emotions in his chest.

Xue Qingyin... Xue Qingyin!

He stepped forward suddenly.

Xue Qingyin, who is here, stretched out her hand: "Well, you lost, give me the money."

The noble girls handed out the money one by one with bitter face.

The fourth princess also quietly put a dozen more golden seeds into it. Well, it wasn't very quiet either.

Xue Qingyin looked down and said nothing, poured everything into her purse.
Chapter completed!
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