C273 (1/2)
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Xiao Qingqian was more or less able to guess what Wei Qing was thinking.
With her red face that couldn't even be considered a part of the show, it was truly laughable.
Princess He Yue raised her brows and smiled, a meaningful look in her eyes as she looked at Wei Qing.
She could finally get a fair fight with Wei Qing. She wanted to see what kind of power this Wei Qing had that made her worry so much!
Chu Tiange rubbed his chin, his gaze fixed on their faces.
Seventh brother clearly had not forgotten about Wei Qing!
When the competition started, just as Wei Qing was frowning in worry, Princess He Yue had already finished drawing the thread.
Xiao Qingqian cleared his throat and asked softly, ”Are you afraid of disgracing yourself too?”
Wei Qing nodded.
Xiao Qingqian smirked and walked in front of Sun Erniang and Boss Li, whispering a few words to them. Sun Erniang nodded, ”As long as Madam can complete the competition, I don't mind who drew the scene.”
Boss Li did not intend to end the match with the same result, but with the intention to use this opportunity to advertise their Hall of Spring. Hearing this, he naturally nodded his head in agreement.
Xiao Qingqian picked up a brush and quickly drew a few strokes on his clothes. Then he turned to Wei Qing and said, ”Just like how you sewed up this king's wound previously, there's no need to rush.”
Wei Qing focused on him, pursed her lips, and nodded with a little difficulty.
She carefully stitched according to what Xiao Qingqian had drawn, but she could not understand why he would write those two words.
Out of the corner of her eyes, she saw that Princess He Yue had already sewed half of her hair. She held her breath and tried her best to concentrate.
Princess He Yue was a renowned talented woman of the Southern Kingdom. She was able to quickly finish embroidery.
Wei Qing was half a step behind, so when her gaze landed on the large piece of bamboo at the corner of Chu Yin's robes, the needle in her hand pierced into her fingertip, causing her to clench her teeth and take a deep breath from the pain.
Xiao Qingqian's heart tightened, he grabbed her fingers, squeezed out the blood, and sucked a few times before putting her hand down.
Seeing them being so intimate, Chu Yin felt as if his heart was being fried in a frying pan.
”What is this!” Someone pointed at the pattern of Xiao Qingqian's robe and there was even more contempt in their eyes as they looked at Wei Qing.
One had to know that a woman could be untalented, but a woman had to be talented.
Wei Qing's Lil 'Red was so weak, but it was really a pity about her good looks.
Xiao Qingqian's gaze suddenly darkened, the light that shot out from his eyes was just too ferocious, it was extremely sharp, causing everyone to feel their hearts thump, and they immediately went silent.
”Let's take a look and see what these two women have embroidered to express their affection for men!” Sun Erniang stepped forward with a smile, her eyes stopped at the corner of Chu Yin's robes, ”This lady is embroidering bamboo, what does it mean?”
”In my heart, he is just like a green bamboo. No matter what kind of rain or wind he encounters, it is impossible for me to make him yield. I like him and admire him, but I hope he can hold up the sky for me. ”
As she said these, the gaze Princess He Yue gave Chu Yin was also filled with deep feelings for him, making it hard for him not to be moved.
Chu Yin's eyes started to tear and his lips started to open more and more.
The astringent feeling in Wei Qing's heart was suddenly amplified to the extreme, she thought of the bamboo forest that Chu Yin did everything in order to break into for her.
Chu Yin's Adam's apple rolled up and down a few times, and his gaze moved onto Wei Qing's face. When he saw her two misty eyes, he couldn't help but be stunned.
She had said those heartless words before, but at this moment, did she also think of that bamboo forest like he did? Thinking of how he had desperately tried to save her?
The atmosphere suddenly became heavy. Sun Erniang pursed her lips and looked at the strange pattern on the corner of Xiao Qingqian's robes.
”This is …”