Qiluo caught up and said, "Princess Wang came to Xiaoyue Pavilion in Xushi and has been sitting on the stone steps waiting for you for more than two hours, and she still hasn't gone back yet."

Upon hearing this, Yu Wenhao walked quickly inside and asked, "Is there anything important she needs?"

"I asked, but I didn't say anything. I just said I'm just waiting for you to come back." Qiluo caught up and said.

Yu Wenhao ran back quickly and entered Xiaoyue Pavilion. Sure enough, he saw Yuan Qingling sitting on the stone steps, leaning her head on the column next to her, already asleep.

The night dew was cold, her knees were arched, and her body was curled up, obviously feeling a little cold.

Maybe she heard the footsteps. She slowly opened her eyes and rubbed them. Her eyes were blurry. She also stood up slowly, holding on to the column, looking a little unsteady, "Are you back?"

"Why are you here? Is something wrong?" He remembered her indifference, endured his anxiety and concern, and asked.

"I want to talk to you." She looked a little pitiful.

After all, he couldn't bear it and said, "Go in and talk."

He glanced at her and walked past her.

Yuan Qing Ling followed step by step and sneezed twice in a row.

After entering, before he could turn around, Yuan Qingling suddenly hugged him from behind.

He was startled and his body stiffened for a moment.

She said in a heavy nasal voice: "I'm cold, can I give you a hug?"

He turned around and looked at her. She raised her head, her eyes clear and pitiful.

He sighed softly and hugged her into his arms. Her face was buried in his chest, as cold as snow.

"What's wrong with your face?" she asked, sullen in her arms.

"Fighted with Gu Si." He said with a cool voice. He still didn't understand what she wanted. She came here to wait for two hours at night, and she was so indifferent to him and said so many hurtful words a few days ago.

.

She yelled and didn't ask why. She just let go of him and said, "Let me help you deal with the small wound. It's bleeding."

He nodded, sat down, and watched her take out the medicine box, put something unknown on the cotton, and carefully wash the sand from his wound like a little daughter-in-law.

"Does it hurt?" she asked.

He looked at her and said, "It doesn't hurt."

"Have you been drinking?"

"Drink a little," he said.

She groaned and continued to smear the wound, then put down the thing, searched for the wound in his hair with her fingers, and continued to smear it.

Yu Wenhao didn't ask, enjoying the inexplicable intimacy.

There was a faint fragrance from her body that impacted his brain. It took a lot of endurance for him to resist holding her.

After taking care of the wound, she put the medicine box and sat opposite him. She looked at him, a little nervous and a little reserved, "Where did Xu Yi go?"

"Tell him to get lost." Yu Wenhao looked at her lips and said.

"You'd better let him come back. Although a person is a little confused, he is more loyal than anything else." Yuan Qing Ling said.

"Okay!" He looked at her collarbone and said.

Yuan Qingling didn't know what to say. She felt shy for a moment and said honestly: "I'm here to apologize."

"What are you apologizing for?" he asked, staring at her heaving chest.

Yuan Qingling twisted her fingers and said unnaturally: "Those two women, you didn't follow them..."
Chapter completed!