Xue Qingyin's tone can be described as calm.

He Songning was affected and instantly regained his composure.

He stared at Xue Qingyin for a moment, then let go of his hand.

Xue Qingyin stopped looking at him, turned her head and pulled her sleeves down, exposing her shoulders.

Sure enough, there were finger marks left on it.

Fair skin and red marks are particularly eye-catching when they are next to each other. After a while, the red marks may turn blue or purple.

If you strangle me, I'll be doomed.

Xue Qingyin secretly cursed a few curse words in her heart.

Damn He Songning!

"The doctor went to see..." He Songning spoke again. He noticed Xue Qingyin's movements and then glanced at her shoulder.

The dazzling color came into view. He Songning's eyelids twitched and he instinctively lowered his gaze to glance at his hands.

Did he use so much strength just now?

Looking at it this way, Xue Qingyin actually looked pitiful.

"Oh, what did the doctor say?"

"..."

Xue Qingyin suddenly raised her head and looked at him: "You don't know yet, right? You didn't go to Xue Qinghe's place? Oh, you came to me directly to lose your temper?"

Xue Qingyin's tone was cool and somewhat yin and yang.

But He Songning had no way to refute.

"If she dies, it won't be too late for you to strangle me to death. Brother." She bit the last two words hard.

He Songning had a sullen face and said nothing. He just took a step forward, raised his hand and put it on Xue Qingyin's shoulder.

His fingers were so cold that she shivered and blurted out: "What are you doing?"

He Songning met her eyes.

There was a wary look in her eyes.

The closeness and admiration of the past seemed to have vanished into thin air at this moment.

This was a scene that He Songning had always been happy to see in the past.

But today I actually got to see him, and for some reason I wasn’t as happy as I imagined.

"I'll ask the maid to bring the medicine in," He Songning said.

Xue Qingyin: "No need, go find Xue Qinghe."

After He Songning calmed down now, he was naturally not so anxious. He stood there, motionless.

Xue Qingyin looked at him doubtfully: "Brother, why don't you go? Are you afraid that you will accidentally strangle the doctor to death?"

The corners of He Songning's mouth twitched.

This statement is too obviously yin and yang.

But when she said this, her eyes were clear and innocent.

He Songning walked back, opened the door, and ordered outside: "Get some blood-removing ointment."

The maid shivered and said, "The ointment is inside."

He Songning frowned, but finally stepped aside to get out of the way: "Come in."

The maid buried her head, not even daring to ask what happened, and rushed straight to the red lacquer cabinet at the other end.

After opening the drawer, the maid found a small porcelain jar inside.

"Girl...where are you hurt?" the maid asked.

He Songning glanced at the small porcelain jar in her hand.

After opening the lid, it is clearly visible that only a thin layer of paste remains inside.

Does Xue Qingyin get injured often?

No wonder he was so strong just now.

As soon as this thought crossed He Songning's mind, he heard the maid exclaim: "Where did this hit? Is it so serious?"

He Songning's thoughts stopped abruptly.

...Well, he still used too much force.

At this time, Xue Qingyin spit out one word: "dog."

He Songning: "..."

The maid was still wondering: "Where did the dog come from?"

She took out the paste and gently rubbed it on Xue Qingyin's shoulders. As she rubbed it, the maid slowly saw something was wrong... No matter how it looked, it looked a bit like... the indentation of a finger.

He won't be the eldest son...

A chill ran down the maid's spine, and she didn't dare to look back or think about what was going on.

Okay, why is it causing trouble again?

The maid took a breath, put away the ointment, and whispered: "Shall I make a pot of tea for the eldest son?"

Xue Qingyin thought he would say no.

Who knew that He Songning responded: "Yeah."

What? You’re not leaving yet?

Xue Qingyin pouted secretly, wiped her hands, took the snacks on the table and fed them to her mouth, pretending that He Songning was not there.

When He Songning saw it, he was immediately angry and funny.

Should I say that she is now more open-minded than before?

But it's so wide that it's no place.

"Why are you feeling unwell today?" He Songning sat down and asked.

Xue Qingyin: "Now you remember to care about me?"

He Songning: "..."

Xue Qingyin didn't offend anyone too much at once.

Besides, if it goes too far, it won’t be like the original person’s temperament.

Xue Qingyin put down the snacks, clapped her hands, and said: "There was a cold wind blowing on the lake and it was very cold. Brother also knew that I couldn't stand it, so he came back alone first."

She thought about it and didn't defend herself too much.

He Songning's character is arbitrary and domineering.

The more she talked, the more it fell into his ears, and her inaccuracy became an excuse for feeling guilty.

"Is King Wei here today?"

"Not only that, Prince Xuan, Princess Jinque, and the four princesses... are all here." Xue Qingyin paused and asked, "Who pushed Xue Qinghe?"

"...No one recognizes him." He Songning's tone was slightly cold.

If he hadn't known that Xue Qingyin didn't have such means, he would have suspected those noble ladies who were instigated by Xue Qingyin.

"No one will admit it, but no one will point it out?"

"No."

Xue Qingyin was puzzled.

Then I heard He Songning say in a cold voice: "The female family members in the mansion don't have many good friends outside, so naturally no one can identify them."

Blame me?

Or is it Mrs. Xue’s fault?

Xue Qingyin curled her lips, thinking that there was nothing she could do about her poor popularity!

Xue Qingyin immediately gave him an idea: "Brother, go and ask yourself."

"What do you mean?"

Xue Qingyin said lazily: "Aren't you the most popular person in our family? Those noble ladies will say the same to you."

He Songning: "..."

Are you asking him to sell out to men?

Seeing that he was silent, Xue Qingyin just said: "I'm not in a hurry anyway."

At this time, someone said through the door: "Qiu Xin, who is serving the second girl, wants to talk to the eldest son."
To be continued...