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Chapter two hundred and ninety-first long stay white snow occupies the chest

Meng Qingqian looked at the peony handkerchief with a strange expression.

Her first reaction was that she was stimulated by the handkerchief. At that time, her heart was beating wildly, her muscles were tense, and her blood was flowing backwards. She almost couldn't breathe. But when He Yunxiao said, "The handkerchief appeared on Meng Qingqian's table,"

She took another deep breath. The strong physical reaction disappeared, leaving only her fair and beautiful face flushed with embarrassment because of this extremely embarrassing thing.

Meng Qingqian, whose defense was broken by He Yunxiao, could not look at him for a long time. In her current blushing state, she did not even dare to look at him.

Meng Qingqian panted slightly and looked down at the preserves on the table. After her body's reaction subsided, she quickly put her white hands on her chest and touched the bell that could control He Yunxiao through her clothes.

After taking a breath, her heart slowed down and her breathing became steady. Although her face still had a lovely pink color, it was no longer as transparent and blushing as a little girl.

Meng Qingqian had been tormented by He Yunxiao countless times unconsciously because of the fact that her defenses were broken. She thought back to her that she was the powerful eldest princess of Qi, inferior to one person and superior to ten thousand people, but now she could not even look into He Yunxiao's eyes.

They didn't dare to look directly.

Not only that, but he would always break her guard and turn her face red with embarrassment, like a shy little girl who had not yet left the court. Although Meng Qingqian did not show it on her face, she had already hated He Yunxiao in her heart.

Meng Qing's white and tender little hands secretly clenched into fists.

If possible, I must let He Yunxiao enter the palace, castrate him with my own hands, and make him serve as his personal eunuch. Isn't he lustful? Then let him look at her peerless beauty all day long, but he just can't eat, eat

If not, torture him to death.

He Yunxiao witnessed the series of changes in the antidote with his own eyes, and suddenly came up with a bold conjecture.

"Miss Li, did you take the wrong medicine?"

Meng Qingqian snorted angrily: "When you gave me the handkerchief, I guessed that you were going to buy the same one again to threaten me. Today I am willing to risk it. If you want to give the handkerchief to Meng Qingqian, give it to her."

Well, I can’t do anything about Jiang Wuyou anyway.”

He Yunxiao:?

Why is the antidote so hard all of a sudden?

He Yunxiao took out the same type of saliva handkerchief with his backhand, put it in front of the antidote and shook it.

Seeing the antidote girl's unconscious area rising and falling, and the fact that her pretty fair face was visibly reddening, He Yunxiao was 100% sure that using a handkerchief to deal with the antidote was 10,000% effective.

"Miss Li, if you don't help me find a solution, I will put this handkerchief on Meng Qingqian's table as well."

Meng Qing blushed slightly and snorted forcefully, deliberately and arrogantly, "You can let him go if you want. I, Li Qingmeng, will not help Jiang Wuyou today."

He Yunxiao was confused.

Why does a handkerchief that is so easy to use become so useless when "Meng Qingqian" is mentioned?

Could it be...

Is the relationship between the two of them so good that they are immune to each other's social death?

If using Meng Qingqian to threaten Li Qingmeng doesn't work, then try another one. He Yunxiao really doesn't believe it anymore. Is there no one else in the world that she cares about, Li Qingmeng?

"Ahem, Miss Li, I still have a few of these handkerchiefs with the same specifications. If you don't help me and Jiang Wuyou, I will make two more copies of these two handkerchiefs and give one to the Li family as a gift.

To the Queen Mother, give one copy to Li Jin, the younger generation of the Li family."

He Yunxiao's words were like a bolt from the blue to Meng Qingqian.

She has always been the standard "iron-fisted queen" in front of her mother and Li Jin. If they knew...

Li Xuanzi and Li Jin are different from others to Meng Qingqian. These two are her closest relatives and they have very close contact with each other on weekdays. If the embarrassing things she has done are known to outsiders, she can still kill people and silence them.

But if the two of them know about it... it will only be mentioned repeatedly day and night, and it will even spread to the entire Jiangnan Li family, and even the entire world will know...

Meng Qingqian's pretty face turned red, and that terrifying sight made her whole body feel as uncomfortable as ants crawling.

The slender thighs were tightly pressed together, and the two small white hands were clenched into half fists and placed on the legs. The back was still straight, but the head was lowered because of shame. The white teeth were biting her lips tightly, and Meng Qingqian was holding back.

After a long while, he whispered: "Don't..."

He Yunxiao thought of her arrogant look just now and couldn't help but feel the desire for revenge.

"Speak louder, I can't hear you."

"Don't hold the handkerchief..."

Seeing that the voice of the doctor was getting softer and softer, He Yunxiao said again: "Who can hear you if you speak so softly?"

Meng Qingqian raised her head and glared at He Yunxiao with shame and anger.

"Your bell is still in my hand, don't bully me too much."

He Yunxiao has obtained the "ultimate version of poison resistance improvement" and has the experience of being tortured to death by the Chuchu Chuan Gong. Now the pain of the Soul-Eating Pill is completely bearable for him.

"Ring the bell if you can. Anyway, if Jiang Wuyou's matter is not resolved, this handkerchief will definitely appear on the desks of the Queen Mother and Li Jin, and it will also come with instructions for eating melon with the ins and outs."

He Yunxiao originally thought that Antidote would be coerced by him and obediently help Sister Jiang find a way, but he expected it wrong. Antidote actually did not give in, but had the guts to resist.

Meng Qingqian couldn't stand it anymore as He Yunxiao threatened him with a handkerchief every time. If she didn't give him some advice this time, she would never be able to stand out in front of him in the future.

Meng Qingqian decided to use the bell, so...

So, He Yunxiao saw that the antidote girl actually started to undress Luo Shang?

He Yunxiao:??????

Is the antidote sacrificing the hue? It is indeed very lethal to oneself. It is necessary to restrain oneself.

Unfortunately, He Yunxiao thought wrongly. Meng Qingqian unbuttoned the coat at the neck and chest. After unbuttoning the inner coat, he did not continue to unbutton it. Instead, he took out a bell from the place where the fabric was not spared.

Fragrant bells.

Meng Qingqian took out the fabric stuffed into the bell to prevent it from making any sound, then took the bell off the red string and held it tightly in her hand.

She blushed and said decisively: "He Yunxiao, at worst, we will die together."

He Yunxiao turned his head awkwardly and did not look at the antidote. But in fact, his eyes always looked towards the antidote unconsciously. Even though he had used great perseverance to suppress his desire.

Meng Qingqian saw that He Yunxiao turned his head and did not dare to look at himself, so he chuckled and said: "Master He, why don't you dare to look at Qingmeng? Weren't you very proud just now?"

He Yunxiao didn't know what to say to the antidote girl.

"Ahem, um... Miss Li, have you ever heard of a poem?"

Meng Qingqian didn't expect that He Yunxiao was still in the mood to read poetry at this moment, so she frowned and said, "What poem?"

He Yunxiao said sheepishly: "Ahem, cough, cough. The paint-spotted eyes are surrounded by cicadas on the temples, and the white snow covers the chest."

Meng Qingqian is also accomplished in poetry, and he immediately understood the meaning of He Yunxiao's poem. It was quite well written, but why did he say it now?

Snow White? Chest?

white……
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