After Transmigration, The Male Lead and I had a HE
chapter-290

On this side, while Su Qiuge was still processing the unexpected turn of events, the male favorite with a lake-green outer garment, known as Qing’er, went from looking like a teary-eyed beauty to bursting into loud wails.

“Wuwuwu, Princess has found a new male favorite, so Qing’er is no longer needed? Is Qing’er falling out of favor? Could it be that Qing’er’s skills were lacking, failing to serve the princess properly? Wuwuwuwu.”

Qing’er, whose appearance was similar to that of a junior high school student, cried like a little brother who was afraid of being scolded by his mother for not doing well on an exam. It was quite heart-wrenching to witness.

Su Qiuge hesitated for a moment.

In the end, she couldn’t help herself and got off the bed, hastily walking over to Qing’er’s side, patting his shoulder in a comforting manner.

Little did she know that her attempt at comforting Qing’er only made him cry even louder. Suddenly, he hugged her tightly, wiping his snot and tears all over her. Su Qiuge was slightly taken aback, and she heard him say, “I knew Princess still loves Qing’er the most. Princess said she would wait for Qing’er to grow up. Wuwuwuwu.”

Su Qiuge was embraced by this child, contemplating what kind of sea-dweller character her dream had arranged. How could she even harm a junior high school student? Was she capable of such cruelty towards a child? She continued to pat the sobbing child in an effort to console him, but suddenly, she felt a chilling gaze upon her.

Her back tensed slightly, and she turned her head to meet the gaze of Xie Xinglin leaning against a pillar. His pitch-black pupils were fixedly staring at her, and then slowly shifted his gaze onto Su Qiuge’s hand, which was comforting the child.

For some reason, under that gaze, Su Qiuge’s hand paused momentarily, and a faint sense of guilt even arose. Strange… Why did she feel guilty? They were strangers here, to put it bluntly, let alone comforting a child… Even if… even if she really indulged in a dream, does he have the authority to intervene so much? Doesn’t she even have the privilege to dream now?

While Su Qiuge was lost in her thoughts, Xie Xinglin stood up slightly and walked towards her.

She deliberately avoided his gaze, but she could still distinctly feel his eyes lingering on her back, like craving ice, emanating a chilling sensation that made her tremble involuntarily.

Su Qiuge’s back stiffened, and she felt the touch of his icy-cold brocade brushing against her face. His words fell into her ears, clear and aloof.

“Since the princess is dissatisfied with this servant, then this servant shall take leave first.”

Su Qiuge’s eyes met his as she raised her head. He looked at her expressionlessly, with a cold and direct gaze, despite his words. He didn’t take a step, maintaining the eye contact with a detached and icy look.

Su Qiuge nodded slightly. “Then I will have someone send you back.”

Seeing his face darken slightly, Su Qiuge added, “Don’t worry, you won’t be left without rewards. I will send someone to inform the others, and it won’t affect your future…”

She wanted to mention business but realized what kind of business it was and couldn’t bring herself to say it.

Xie Xinglin glanced at her with lowered eyes, devoid of any ripples, and a hint of cold smile played on his lips. “Since the princess looks down on this servant who was born in a place of fireworks, then let it be.”

After he finished speaking, the plum-colored wide sleeves brushed across Su Qiuge’s face, leaving a cold sensation. She was slightly stunned. When she raised her eyes again, his figure had already disappeared outside the palace.

For some reason, even though she wanted him to leave and desired to escape from this dream, she felt uneasy when she saw him walk away without turning back. With a lack of interest, she slowly unfolded the hand of Qing’er, who was in her embrace, and squatted down to look at the young boy.

She softly said, “Although I like Qing’er, it’s not the kind of liking a woman has for a man.”

Qing’er blinked, tears welling up in his eyes as he looked at her in confusion. His small face, once adorned with rouge, was now pale due to crying. He seemed a bit puzzled. This appearance really resembled that of a younger brother from the neighboring house. Su Qiuge pondered for a moment and couldn’t help but continue with a smile, “It’s the kind of affection an older sister has for her younger brother.”

Seeing that he still looked bewildered, Su Qiuge sighed and wondered what kind of situation this was. Could it be that in the past, people really turned such young children into forbidden playthings?

“At your age, Qing’er, you should study hard rather than stay in this dark place. In the future, you can achieve success, get married, and have children.”

After saying this, she patted his head gently and whispered, “So for now, Qing’er should go back. I will have someone escort you out, and then I’ll ask the gentleman to teach you how to study. How does that sound?”

She didn’t notice that just as she finished speaking, a streak of plum red brushed past the eaves outside and disappeared into the wind.

Later, since she couldn’t temporarily return, Su Qiuge casually wandered around the princess’s residence. What Su Qiuge didn’t expect was that besides Qing’er, there were also characters named Hong’er, Zi’er, and Lan’er within the palace.

The names had no aesthetic appeal whatsoever; they were like a copycat version of the colors red, orange, yellow, green, blue, and purple. If someone didn’t know better, they would think it was a fairy tale about seven happy celestial maidens.

The problem was… they said that the princess personally chose these names…