Don't Provoke Princess

After Aunt Qiong had gone downstairs, Xiao Huali closed the door to the ward. She stared at Mu Qingqing in a hurry, as if she was being interrogated.    

    

"Where did you come from?" Xiao Huali asked seriously with a nervous expression. You know my name, you know my family, you know my preferences. "    

    

Her voice sounded mature, but when Mu Qingqing heard what she said, it was especially pleasing to her ears.    

    

"I'm glad you got rid of your bad habit of swearing." It was already difficult enough to endure so many words in front of her.    

    

"Don't think of changing the subject." Xiao Huali withdrew her usual ruffian smile and looked at her seriously. The inquiring look in her eyes was exposed in front of Mu Qingqing.    

    

"You said last time that I have a brother. How do you know? " Never in her wildest dreams had Xiao Huali thought that she would actually have a brother. "He is a half-brother …    

    

"You … Didn't you say that you don't have a brother? " Mu Qingqing was slightly surprised. Last time, when she asked Xiao Huali, she denied everything she had said. Now, she actually asked Xiao Huali about her guilt.    

    

The reason why he knew her name was because she was a good friend in his previous life and knew her family. It was also because Xiao Huali had brought her to her house in her previous life. He had been friends for more than ten years, how could he not understand?    

    

"I also don't know how this brother of mine came here, but at the time you asked me, I really didn't have a brother. I didn't even know that there were people in this world who had the same blood as me. " The confusion in Xiao Huali's eyes was obvious, but more of it was sadness.    

    

Mu Qingqing remembered Xiao Huali saying that she had a brother, but she rarely mentioned him.    

    

"Did it fall from the sky? Picked it up by the roadside? " How could Xiao Huali not know about her brother's background?    

    

"…" The serious expression on Xiao Huali's face eased up a bit.    

    

"Speak, how did you know?" Xiao Huali crossed her arms across her chest, as if she was looking at the possibility of Mu Qingqing telling the truth.    

    

Mu Qingqing weighed Xiao Huali's feelings at the moment, probably hoping that she wasn't a spy sent by her brother. After all, they were friends. However, it was impossible to tell Xiao Huali about her rebirth. She wasn't even an adult yet, so how could she believe in rebirth?    

    

"Why aren't you talking? Are you feeling guilty about me? " Xiao Huali tried her best to resist the urge to swear as she asked Mu Qingqing.    

    

Mu Qingqing shook her head, but there was no smile on the corner of her mouth. What guilt could she have towards Xiao Huali? They were good friends.    

    

"Then there can only be one possibility …" Xiao Huali moved closer to Mu Qingqing's face and suddenly flipped her left hand over.    

    

He looked at the few simple lines in Mu Qingqing's hand. There was not a single thread that was as white as a piece of white paper.    

    

"What?" Mu Qingqing allowed her to look at her palm. She wasn't sure what Xiao Huali was looking at.    

    

"You are a fortune-teller." Xiao Huali heaved a sigh of relief. That must be it. Otherwise, how would Mu Qingqing know so much?    

    

Mu Qingqing raised her brows, astonishment written all over her face.    

    

She knows how to tell a fortune?    

    

"My grandmother said that most of the people with messy palm print are people with deep thoughts. I have never seen a few girls' hands as clear as yours. " Xiao Huali gently lowered her hand. Instead, she seemed to have relaxed a bit. In her heart, she was thinking that Mu Qingqing's palm print could not possibly be a spy sent by her so-called new brother.    

    

"Huh?" Did Xiao Huali's grandmother ever say that? Mu Qingqing raised her left hand and looked at the sunlight. Her markings seemed to be quite clear, not messy at all. But what did the clarity of his meridians have to do with the depth of his mind?    

    

"Did you learn fortune-telling from some expert?" Xiao Huali's expression changed. Her nervous gaze had completely disappeared in an instant. Her expression became relaxed.    

    

Mu Qingqing wanted to shake her head, but then she thought of her future life. If one day she accidentally aroused someone's suspicions, she could use fortune-telling as a pretense! Thinking about that, she nodded slightly, admitting Xiao Huali's guess.    

    

"Like I said, you know me so well, surely it's not because of anything else. Am I smart? " Xiao Huali said happily as she wiped the tip of her nose.    

    

"En, I didn't expect you to guess it." Mu Qingqing went with the flow and followed her words.    

    

"Of course, don't you know who I am!" Xiao Huali sat on the bed and hugged the pillow on the bed next to hers. Her expression suddenly became gloomy.    

    

"You … Are you unhappy? " Mu Qingqing could clearly feel Xiao Huali's sadness. Even though her smile was resplendent, it couldn't hide the sadness in her eyes.    

    

Xiao Huali bit her lips and tightened her grip on the pillow.    

    

"My parents, they want a divorce." Xiao Huali said calmly. The forced smile on her face was finally gone.    

    

Mu Qingqing recalled the tone she used when she heard Xiao Zhiming and Sann Jiashu's conversation with each other. Indeed, it was not the tone that a harmonious family should have. It was just that Xiao Huali's parents were intellectuals, and their appearances were not that obvious.    

    

"It was my mother who suggested it. She wanted to raise that brother. I heard that the older brother is already in university and has good grades. I've never seen him. " Xiao Huali could no longer hide her emotions. She hugged the pillow in her hands and buried her head into it, crying loudly.    

    

Mu Qingqing raised her left hand and lightly patted Xiao Huali's back.    

    

The image of Xiao Zhiming and Sann Jiashu pointing at each other's noses and blushing and arguing immediately popped up in Xiao Huali's mind. Sann Jiashu broke a zither while Xiao Zhiming flipped the table. Through the gap in the door, Mu Qingqing could see the main entrance of the Xiao family.    

    

It was a quarrel while Xiao Huali was not at home. No wonder Xiao Huali had been suppressing her emotions.    

    

Xiao Huali already felt uneasy that the marriage was about to break up, but Xiao Zhiming and Sann Jiashu still didn't care about Xiao Huali's feelings.    

    

That was true. Sann Jiashu's heart was probably focused on Xiao Huali's older brother, who she had never met before.    

    

"I even thought that with my grades being so low, I'd be able to attract their attention." Xiao Huali said in a low voice, but still didn't have the courage to raise her head. She didn't want to be seen crying in her cowardice.    

    

"You've managed to get into three middle schools, so you're not someone with a poor grade anymore." Mu Qingqing still remembered that Xiao Huali had told her back in the women's technical college that her score had exceeded eighty points for the Tri-Mouth High School. Therefore, she was very sure that as long as Xiao Huali filled in three high schools, she would definitely be able to pass the exam.    

    

"What's the use? They're still getting a divorce. "It's because you don't want me." Xiao Huali spoke in a muffled voice. Her tears had already soaked a large portion of her pillow.    

    

Why did his words sound exactly like Ann Linyan's words?    

    

"Aren't they still here? You can still persuade them. I believe that the aunt and uncle must have a child like you in their hearts. It's just that every time you communicate with them in the wrong way, they misunderstand you. " Mu Qingqing patted her back gently as she comforted her.    

    

"Communication? "How do we communicate? My mom has already chosen that big brother. She doesn't want me anymore, she won't want me anymore!" Xiao Huali cried harder and harder. No matter what, she just hugged the pillow and refused to let go.    

    

"You only overheard those words at the door. If you go back and talk to them face to face, the result will definitely not be a divorce." At the very least, before her rebirth, the Xiao family had never had a branch family.    

    

Xiao Huali abruptly stopped crying, put down her pillow, and stared at Mu Qingqing with wide eyes. "How did you know I was listening at the door?"    

    

"Ugh …" Mu Qingqing was so anxious that she forgot about it. Xiao Huali didn't tell her about the news she had overheard at the door. "I guessed."    

    

"I heard that brother is very tall."    

    

"I'm not as cute as you."    

    

"My mother said he could go to Harvard if he did well."    

    

"Then you can test him in Oxford."    

    

"My mom said he was very filial."    

    

"Filial piety, you can do it too. Washing, cooking, mopping the floor. "No, I can take care of it."    

    

Xiao Huali's gaze moved to the hanging bottle that Mu Qingqing was hanging — —    

    

"Ah!    

    

Immediately, Xiao Huali dropped the pillow in her hands and ran out of the ward as if she had seen a ghost, calling for the nurse.    

    

Mu Qingqing looked up and saw that half a bottle of blood was already in the bottle.    

    

They were so engrossed in their conversation that they didn't even care about their own lives.    

    

"Why did you pour so much into the pot? Where's the family member?" As the nurse fed Mu Qingqing's blood into her body, she looked at the other people in the room, only to see a young and red-eyed Xiao Huali. Thinking that Xiao Huali was scared to tears by Mu Qingqing's half-full bottle of blood, the nurse didn't dare to say anything serious.    

    

"I was asleep, I didn't notice." Mu Qingqing explained to Xiao Huali.    

    

The nurse frowned and changed Mu Qingqing's bottle, telling her to watch the water carefully.    

    

When Aunt Qiong carried the giant watermelon back to the ward, the half bottle of blood in the bottle had already flowed back into Mu Qingqing's body. Smelling the sweet scent of the watermelon, Mu Qingqing's eyes stared straight ahead.    

    

"Aunt Qiong, I smell it already!" Mu Qingqing sat up in excitement. She felt that her almost smoking throat was finally waiting for the fire extinguisher to save her.    

    

Aunt Qiong smiled as she took out a piece of watermelon from her bag and handed it over to Xiao Huali.    

    

Mu Qingqing blinked her eyes, looking forward to the watermelon in Aunt Qiong's bag.    

    

"Qingqing, it's not that Aunt Qiong isn't willing to give you food, but the doctor said that you can't eat cold food." Aunt Qiong fished out another piece of watermelon from the bag and put it into her mouth. Mu Qingqing was instantly speechless.    

    

"Aunt, my dear aunt. I'll just eat one. " Mu Qingqing's throat was almost dry enough to start a fire. She originally wanted to buy watermelon to let Aunt Qiong go, but she didn't expect that she would be so greedy now.    

    

"You have to be a man with principles. When you're well, I'll buy ten watermelons for you to eat." Aunt Qiong touched Mu Qingqing's head as she said this seriously.    

    

When she recovered, she could eat all the yellow flowers. After half a month, how could they still see watermelons in A city! They were all golden yellow leaves!