Quick Transmigration: The Host is Soft and Sweet

"Well?……"

Xiang Xing stared at the slightly warm position of his forehead, thinking what a stamp is...

Yuwenyin didn't say anything any more, got up with a low smile, and left the guest room.

...

Soon after Yu Wenyin left, the imperial physician Duan came over with the decoction.

Without looking at Xiang Xing, he immediately drank, he hurriedly left.

Xiang Xing glanced at the Yaya brand clock, somewhat clear.

The banquet in the palace is about to begin.

In order to cope with that matter, of course the imperial physicians have to be prepared.

Thinking of this, she was curious again.

This time, without her being a murderous knife and sending that poisonous sweet-scented osmanthus cake, what would Yu Wenhong do?

Yuwenyin and daddy, is there a way to deal with it?

So curious.

...

I don't know if Yu Wenyin, who is far away in the palace, feels Xiang Xing's curiosity.

Around the evening, Qingfeng brought a fragrant Wangfu lotus-leaf chicken.

Every once in a while, another shadow guard from Prince Yin's Mansion will come over and whisper a few words to Qingfeng.

Qingfeng conveyed it to her again.

In this way, Xiang Xing nibbled the lotus leaf chicken while listening to the live broadcast of the palace banquet that was not real-time.

Without her knife, Yu Wenhong really did not dare to risk poisoning herself anymore.

But throughout the palace banquet, he said from time to time and secretly that he wanted to marry Xiang Qing back to the palace.

Unfortunately, they were all resolved by Yu Wenyin, Xiang Zhong, and even those relatives who watched the excitement.

So angry that Yuwenhong didn't finish eating the palace banquet, he went back to his temple of cultivating the gods first on the grounds of reviewing the memorial.

...

Xiang Xing gnaws off the last chicken leg, washes his hands, and prepares to go back to the bed and continue to lie down and count ducks.

The door of the guest room was pushed open again.

"Xinger!"

Xiang Qing rushed in first, rushing to the bed anxiously, constantly looking at her baby sister.

Xiu eyebrows frowned, "Are you okay? Dad, the emperor, and even the emperor said that you have eaten your stomach...Is it okay now? Does it hurt?"

"I... hiccup~"

Xiang Xing wanted to explain, but the lotus leaf chicken was more naughty and kicked her belly to make her burp successfully.

She had to scratch her head and smile embarrassedly in Xiang Qing's stunned gaze, "Xing'er is okay, Xing'er cheated the emperor."

"...You! I'm getting bolder!"

Xiang Qing shook her head helplessly, not laughing or crying.

It seems that tonight, as she expected, Dad and Wang Ye have already reached a cooperation, and even started to sing and make a peace.

In other words, he really wanted to...rebel...

Thinking of this, Xiang Qing felt a headache.

Seeing her sister's troubles, Xiang Xing pursed her pink lips, and couldn't help moving her body closer to her.

A pair of small hands held her delicate face, blinked soft eyes, and said: "Sister, Xing'er and Daddy, you will never let you marry someone you don't like, even though he is the emperor's brother."

"..."

Xiang Qing was startled suddenly.

But he lowered his eyes and smiled sadly, "But the person my sister likes is no longer there."

"He's still here, sister, he's still here!"

Xiang Xing's little hands suddenly pressed Xiang Qing's shoulders tightly, his face was unquestionably serious, "Brother Li Xian is still alive, and sister Huang has agreed to Xing'er to find his whereabouts."

"……what?"

Hearing the news that Li Xian was still alive, Xiang Qing was shocked, her eyes widened in disbelief, "He is still alive?...No, Xing'er, how do you know he is still alive?"