Yuan Qingling suddenly pulled his hand back and pushed him away, "What are you doing?"

Yuwenhao stared at her in a daze. "What are you doing?"

"Your face!" Yuan Qingling accused, unexpectedly he was still a disciple.

He snorted. "You have suppressed it yourself. I just want to turn the beginning so that you won't be offended."

"Is it my fault?"

"Is it my fault? Is it the one who pulled you over?"

He sat upright and said coldly: "What's so great about it? It's not that I haven't seen it before. Besides, I've seen everything by you. I'm not happy to see it."

Yuan Qingling was amused and crying, "I was treating your wounds."

"Who wants you to be troubled?"

"If I had known, I would not care about you, so I would not be humane in the future." Yuan Qingling felt that his temper was getting more and more uncontrollable. The main reason was that he was too much.

"You are my princess. I have no sons and grandchildren, and you have no sons and grandchildren."

"You're going to have a break from me in the future." Yuan Qingling narrowed his eyes, "We have made an agreement."

"Before thinking about this question, let's think about your promise to your father. You said you would like to hold your grandson within one year." He said coldly.

Yuan Qingling said leisurely: "In a year, there are too many variables, and I think it's unnecessary now."

Yu Wenhao didn't say anything, but he felt an indescribable anger in his heart.

It is because of her leisure and because of the two variables in her words.

They didn't talk any longer along the way. The two of them also set aside to sit and dislike each other.

After returning to the mansion, Yuan Qingling went back to Fengyi Pavilion directly.

In the yard, Yuan Qingping was eating the red bean soup made for her by Madam Qi. When she saw her coming back, she frowned and said, "Why did you come back?"

"Something has been delayed." Yuan Qingling sat down and leaned over to take a look. The red bean soup seemed to be very good. "Madam, give me a bowl."

"What's the delay?" Yuan Qingping asked.

"A small matter." Yuan Qingling saw that she was still staring at her, but she looked a little worried, and couldn't help but be stunned. This sister seemed to treat her well.

"Can't you be smarter?" Yuan Qingping said depressedly.

"It's really okay."

Yuan Qingping didn't believe it at all, but this was not something she could worry about.

She said lightly: "The second old lady asked me to inquire whether the relationship between you and the prince is really as you said."

"Yeah." Yuan Qingling responded absent-mindedly.

Yuan Qingping took a few bites, pushed the bowl, and said angrily: "Why don't you care about it? The mansion has a purpose to ask about you, why are you so confused?"

Yuan Qingling looked at her suddenly angry face and smiled, "What's the purpose?"

"How do I know? It must be for my father's career. If you can't help your father, the consequences will definitely be very serious. I can see that you and the prince are not really good."

Yuan Qingling said thoughtfully: "You are clear-minded."

Yuan Qingping said angrily: "What's clear? Who doesn't know what my father has been doing for over the past few years? I'm not a fool."

"That's his business, just don't worry." Yuan Qingling said.

Yuan Qingping sneered, "I don't care? I don't want to care, but I have any solutions. He has arranged my marriage for me, just waiting to sell me so as to contribute to his future."

"Your marriage has been arranged? Why don't I know?" Yuan Qingling was stunned. Didn't she just get married? Why did she arrange the marriage in such a hurry?

"My birth date has been passed."

"Who is it?" Yuan Qingling asked.

Yuan Qingping said coldly: "Chu Dayou."

"Who is Chu Dayou?"

Madam Xi said lightly next to her: "Shoufu Chu's nephew is over thirty years old, and his wife of the third wife has died."

"You are only fifteen years old, and you are married to a man in your thirties to fill in the house. It's outrageous!" Yuan Qingling was very angry when he heard this. Waiting crazy? He ruined his daughter like this.

"My father said, I'm still arguing. Although he is only in his thirties, he has already been named Marquis Huiding and has a noble status."

"So what?" Yuan Qingling asked.

"No, I can only obey orders." Yuan Qingping's tone was still cold. She was only fifteen years old and had seen through a lot of things. She had no right to have any objections to her marriage.

Yuan Qingling asked Madam Xi, "What is this Marquis Hui Ding?"

Madam Xi said, "The princess can go and ask the prince. Since he went to fight at the age of fifteen, he followed the prince. When he was twenty, he took charge of the prince himself."

Yuan Qingling looked at Yuan Qingping with a gray face, "You probably have inquired it long ago, right?"

Yuan Qingping's face was pale, "I've inquired, I'm violent."

The word "violence" is probably just a general summary.

Yuan Qingling suddenly realized that she was not trying to stay here to accompany her, but wanted to hide here and take a breath.

Fifteen years old, junior high school student.

I really do anything to wait for my future.

Yuan Qing looked at her with a sharp look on his face, "I have hated you. If you win the heart of the King of Chu and help your father take office, maybe I don't have to marry Marquis Hui Ding, but I know that I'm too selfish to think so."

Yuan Qingling looked at her angry and contradictory face. It would be too cruel for a junior high school student to bear these things.

"Do you have a way to help me? I don't want to marry Marquis Hui Ding, I don't want to die." Yuan Qingping's eyes suddenly filled with tears, and the tears seemed to have been held back for a long time. As soon as he said the words to ask for help, he couldn't help it.

Yuan Qingling was silent. In this era, marriages were all the words of the matchmakers by her parents’ orders. How could she, the controversial elder sister, be qualified to speak?

"No, right?" Yuan Qingping smiled coldly and wiped his tears with one hand, "I know it's unnecessary to beg you. You can't protect yourself, so how can you take care of me?"

Yuan Qingling said with difficulty: "I have no right to interfere in your marriage."

"You don't, but if you are favored, you can ask the prince to intervene. He is the King of Chu. As long as he says something about Huiding Marquis is not suitable, his father will listen to him. But you can't ask the prince, right?" Yuan Qingping stared at her and said.

Yuan Qingling still said nothing, would she be able to move? She was not sure, and she could not easily make a promise to Yuan Qing, so as not to be disappointed when this failed.

"Princess, red bean soup..." Madam Qi brought the red bean soup in. Seeing that the atmosphere between the sisters was a little nervous, she couldn't help but hesitate for a moment.

Yuan Qingling took it and drank slowly. She believed that she looked useless.

Yuan Qingping swallowed the tears back, unable to hide his disappointment, "Forget it, you have your difficulties, and, I used to treat you badly, so you don't need to help me."

Yuan Qingling had some memories in his mind. This sister was really sarcastic and sarcastic in the past and liked to run people.

However, there are also heartwarming scenes. For example, every time the original owner is scolded by his father and mother, she will help. And she rarely competes for what the original owner likes, even if she likes it.

The sisters are not very deep, but they are by no means ruthless.

Perhaps, she should open her mouth and beg Yuwenhao.
Chapter completed!