It's getting late.

Xue Qingyin woke up from a nap and found that it was a lot more lively outside.

Yun Duo got her instruction and went out angrily: "What's the fuss about?"

The people outside replied: "The king wants to hold a banquet here. The banquet will be full of Liang Dynasty flavor, so as to make the nobles happy."

Yun Duo immediately relayed the words to Xue Qingyin.

Xue Qingyin was very satisfied.

She dug a hole, and the Mon king stepped into it, making it a perfect fit.

He was thinking this in his mind, but there was an unhappy look on his face, and then he turned around and walked to the bed and fell asleep again.

Yun Duo was a little flustered: "Are you...are you sick?"

Xue Qingyin didn't even bother to turn over: "I didn't sleep enough."

Yun Duo responded dryly: "Oh."

The sky quickly became darker.

The king of the Meng clan came to Xue Qingyin's courtyard.

"Why don't you see Princess Xuan?" he asked.

It was Azhuo who answered: "The noble man is still resting."

The king of the Meng clan was surprised and said: "The noise outside didn't wake her up?"

Azhuo whispered: "I woke up, not very happy, and went back to sleep."

The Mon king was silent for a moment.

He was not very happy to get the results he wanted to verify step by step.

Because it seems... Princess Xuan cares about that man very much.

"I'll go in and take a look, just in case I'm sick." The king of the Meng clan said, then opened the door and walked in.

Xue Qingyin didn't pretend to be asleep very well. When she heard the footsteps, she immediately sat up and said angrily: "Why are you disturbing me again?"

The Mon king walked around the screen and saw Xue Qingyin.

She had her clothes tied up and her hair was a little messy. She had a pink face because of her anger, which gave her a unique aura.

The king of the Meng clan was stunned for a moment, and then he said, "Why don't you get up and eat something?"

Xue Qingyin said unhappily: "I won't eat it."

The king of the Meng clan said meaningfully: "Today is different from the day before yesterday... But what's wrong with you? Let me call a doctor to take a look at it?"

Xue Qingyin pursed her lower lip and said angrily: "It's so noisy outside that my head is about to split. What can I eat if I'm in the mood?"

The king of the Meng clan really rarely sees her in such a young daughter's mood.

I saw it all in one breath these two days.

The king of the Meng clan was moved, but his vigilance suddenly became deeper.

This "Ding Xu" is really very important...

"I have ordered them to be gentle, but unexpectedly I still surprised you. Since you are unhappy, follow me out and beat those who deserve to be beaten and kill those who deserve to be killed," said the king of the Meng clan.

Inadvertently revealed a bit of cruelty.

Xue Qingyin looked at him hesitantly, as if guessing what he was thinking at this time.

Then she finally relaxed: "Okay. There's no need to kill me. It really makes me look like a demon concubine who has brought disaster to the country."

The Mon king laughed loudly: "Didn't you say that was a compliment?"

Xue Qingyin stood up, put on her coat, gathered her cloak, and said without looking back: "But who told them that each of them would end up worse than the other."

The king of the Meng clan sighed: "You are so smart that you will not die."

Xue Qingyin glared at him: "I thought you would protect me...it turns out that I still have to rely on myself."

The Mon king said: "I think we'll see if you are willing to give me such a chance."

Xue Qingyin curled her lips and walked forward: "Then it's better not to give it to me. The king's heart is not sincere."

The king of the Meng clan thought to himself, "You are not sincere either, how can you make me sincere?"

At this time, He Songning had been led in and took a seat, along with his "fake brother" Yizhou Division Soldier Ding Wu, whom he used as a shield.

In addition, there were two or three ministers, all of whom seemed to be close ministers to the Mon king.

They were a little surprised by the appearance of He Songning and He Songning. They probably didn't expect that besides a Liangren like Yao Minghui, there would be someone worthy of sitting with them.

With a "squeak" sound, the stagnant atmosphere was suddenly interrupted.

That's when the door opened.

Xue Qingyin walked out first.

He Songning naturally raised his eyes and looked up.

Even though she is of the Mon ethnic group, she is still wearing Liang Dynasty clothes. That soft touch of pink is completely different from the Mon women around her.

In an instant.

He Songning thought Xue Qingyin would look at him.

But Xue Qingyin's eyes never fell on him.

The king of the Meng clan came out immediately, and they both walked down the steps and walked into the courtyard.

He Songning clasped her fingers unconsciously, thinking coldly in her mind...Does she dare to ask King Xuan to see such a scene?

It is true that she thrives wherever she goes because of her beauty...

"Have you ever seen her?" the king of the Meng clan suddenly asked He Songning.

He Songning: "No, who is she?"

The king of the Meng clan smiled and said, "She is Princess Xuan."

He Songning twitched his lips: "With my background, how can I have the chance to meet Princess Xuan?"

"Haha, then you are lucky today."

"yes."

Xue Qingyin sneered: "What do you think of me? Is it a show?"

The king of the Meng clan suppressed his smile and said, "I'm sorry."

These words immediately made He Songning look at him with admiration.

The king of the Meng clan held her like this?

The king of a clan actually admits that he "made a mistake".

At this time, a Mon slave brought food to the table.

The king of the Mon tribe immediately ordered them to be separated and asked several Mon slaves to dance for a while.

Xue Qingyin felt sleepy after watching it, but she still had to act.

She never glanced at He Songning from beginning to end, instead frequently lowering her head to look at the food on the plate, the chopsticks in her hands, her cuffs...

finally.

An hour passed.

Xue Qingyin thinks it's almost time to leave...

"Ding Xu." The king of the Meng clan suddenly called He Songning's fake name.

He asked: "If you are so good at drawing, how can you draw people?"

Without waiting for He Songning to answer, he pointed at Xue Qingyin and said, "How about you draw a picture for Princess Xuan?"

Xue Qingyin immediately objected: "What? I haven't died yet, and you want to leave a portrait for me?"

The King of the Meng Clan: "..." He said helplessly: "I want to hang your portrait in my house every day, can't I?"

When He Songning heard the sound, the veins on his forehead popped out.

But he soon hid those emotions again.

"There's nothing wrong with it, but I'm asked to sit here and let him draw for an hour or two hours. How can I sit still?" Xue Qingyin expressed her displeasure confidently.

"Yes..." The king of the Meng clan turned to He Songning and said, "How is your memory? After seeing this scene, maybe you drew it from memory?"

Xue Qingyin's appearance appeared in He Songning's mind unconsciously.

A strand of hair.

A little embellishment on the skirt.

Everything is extremely clear.
To be continued...