"That must be a nightmare, don't think about it." Yu Wenhao said quickly.

Yuan Qing snorted, lifted the quilt and got out of bed, "I'm going to check out the snacks."

"I'll go with you." Yu Wenhao quickly got out of bed, holding her wrist with one hand, "Wait for me."

Yuan Qingling looked back at him in surprise, "Still waiting for you? Just go over there, it's right next door."

Yu Wenhao said: "Then let's go together. You haven't washed your face yet, and the smell of alcohol is suffocating the dim sum."

Yuan Qing laughed and said: "Really, how could you endure it last night? Are you drunk?"

"I'm half drunk, but it's okay." Yu Wenhao said.

Man'er knocked on the door, "Your Highness, Crown Princess, do you need service?"

"Go get water." Yu Wenhao said.

"Yes!" Man'er retreated.

Because of Yuan Qingling's habit of not needing help when getting dressed, Yu Wenhao, the young master, did not need help when getting dressed. However, he was so distracted today that he didn't even put on his underwear after wearing it for a long time.

Yuan Qingling walked over with a smile, "You said you were not drunk, but you were drunker than me last night, right? You can't even get dressed."

She stretched out her hand to fasten his inner clothes, and then put on his coat. The brocade material made him look tall and tall, like a jade tree facing the wind. "Why are you always looking at me? Is there something on my face?"

Seeing his glaring eyes, Yuan Qingling couldn't help but touch her face subconsciously.

Yu Wenhao shook his head, hugged her and whispered softly: "Yuan, promise me, no matter what happens, no matter who calls you, or no matter where you are, you must try your best to come back to me and my child."

"Where am I going?" Yuan Qingling laughed.

"No matter where you go," Yu Wenhao emphasized, "you must try your best to come back to me. I can't live without you."

Yuan Qingling smiled and nodded, "Okay, I understand, how come you become clingy after being drunk for a while? You are the prince, okay?"

"Even if I become the emperor, I still have to stick to you." Yu Wenhao said.

Yuan Qingling looked at the nostalgia in his eyes and said, "Okay, we agreed that no one is allowed to let go first."

"You can't go back on what you said." Yu Wenhao's heart was still unsettled, and panic was eroding him bit by bit.

Man'er Luya and Qiluo came in to wait on them, mainly doing their hair and make-up.

Yuan Qingling looked in the mirror. Man'er's skillful hands were slowly applying powder to her. A picture suddenly appeared in her mind. The woman standing in front of the floor-length mirror in the wardrobe, wearing jeans, a white loose T-shirt, and a tie.

Holding the horse's tail, she turned around and saw her mother's heart-piercing eyes.

She was so shocked that she turned over the powder box.

"What's wrong?" Yu Wenhao looked over immediately, his eyes full of worry.

Yuan Qingling slowly pushed back her tears and smiled with trembling lips, "It's okay."

Guangshi, inside the Yuan family's house.

Mother Yuan woke up on the sofa, she jumped up and said, "Qing'er!"

The photo frame she was wearing fell to the ground with a "bang" sound. She slowly looked down and saw the girl in the photo smiling in the spring breeze, as if she was about to fly. She picked it up and covered her chest.
Chapter completed!