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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 heart skipped a beat.

He quickened his pace, and after turning around a screen, he heard the voice of a female family member speaking.

"I, I lost." The female voice trembled slightly, still 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 several guards playing polo on an open grassland, sweating like rain.

When did the royal guards be allowed to play polo in the palace?

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

And the one crowded among the girls was none other than... Xue Qingyin!

This is...the person the emperor wanted him to see.

He Songning's breathing stagnated.

The fragments of countless broken dreams were pieced together, and finally turned into that figure sitting lazily.

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

Flowers in winter are eye-catching.

When paired with her pretty face, it becomes even more eye-catching.

He Songning felt that the blood all over his body was rushing, and he could not suppress the complex and turbulent emotions in his chest.

Xue Qingyin...Xue Qingyin!

He took a step forward suddenly.

Xue Qingyin, who was in this room, stretched out her hand: "Well, if you lose, give me the money."

The ladies handed over the money one by one with a sad face.

The fourth princess also secretly put a dozen more golden melon seeds in it. Well, not very quietly.

Xue Qingyin looked down and poured everything into her purse without saying anything.
Chapter completed!
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