Yuan Qingping returned to the Hou Mansion. Before leaving, she hugged Yuan Qingling and said softly: "Thank you, eldest sister."
The name "Big Sister" made Yuan Qing Ling soften her heart.
She thought about it for a long time and felt that she still couldn't do what Yu Wenhao said.
"Is the prince in the mansion?" she asked her mother-in-law.
"Here he is, in the study."
"I'll go find him." Yuan Qing adjusted her clothes and went out.
The dusk was heavy, and after the courtyard was dyed with a layer of twilight, it felt quiet and soft. The smoke from the kitchen was slowly rising, and the smell of human fireworks filled every corner, making people feel real but illusory.
Today's calamity gave Yuan Qingling a sense of truly living in the era he lived in, rather than simply living.
When they arrived at the study, the maid just brought the food to the door. Yuan Qingling said softly: "I'll come!"
The maid Fu Shen said, "Yes!"
Yuan Qingling went in with the food. Two candles were lit in the room, and the light was bright and dim.
He was practicing calligraphy at his desk, and a lot of waste paper was discarded on the ground. Yuan Qingling stepped on it and saw the word "forbearance" written on the back of every piece of paper.
Hearing the sound of footsteps, he raised his head. Under the flickering candle, his face was uncertain, and the corners of his eyes and brows were raised, looking serious and solemn.
The scar that stretches from the corner of the eye to the ear adds a bit of aura of killing.
"What are you doing here?" Yu Wenhao put down his pen and said coldly.
Yuan Qingling put the food on the Eight Immortals table, walked over and said, "It's time to eat."
"If you don't want to eat it, take it away!" Yu Wenhao frowned.
She stood on the words "forbearance", her hands had nowhere to rest, and they were folded in front of her, "Let's talk about it."
"As for the matter just now, there is nothing to discuss. I have already decided." He said coldly.
Yuan Qingling walked over slowly, stood across from the desk and looked at him, saying sincerely: "There is no need to endure. Maybe there are many things that should be tolerated many times, but there must be a bottom line for forbearance. Once this is touched,
The bottom line is, I can't tolerate it anymore, otherwise I will completely lose my integrity as a human being. I don't care what people outside say, I only care whether good and evil are rewarded and punished."
"You don't care? It's okay to say it with your mouth, but how can you not care if you really say bad words?" He is a person who has been through it all. He has been subjected to all kinds of vicious words this year, but those words are painful to his ears.
Heartfelt.
"I can, I really don't care, because there are things I care about more in my heart."
"What do you care about more?" Yu Wenhao raised his eyes and looked directly at her, "What is it?"
"belief!"
"What belief?" He was surprised. It was not like Yuan Qingling could say such words.
"The belief in human beings will not allow evil to run rampant and wreak havoc in the world. Huiding Hou has killed many women. He is the representative of evil." Yuan Qingling said it was benevolent and righteous, but these words were not meant for Yu Wenhao.
, I asked Yu Wenhao to relay it to the emperor.
"Say something normal." Yu Wenhao knew her and frowned.
Yuan Qingling's eyes turned cold, "Revenge, he almost insulted me and wanted to kill me. If I don't take revenge, I, Yuan Qingling, won't be able to swallow this breath, let alone tolerate such a bitch living in this place."
in the world.”
Yu Wenhao's expression softened a little, and he said: "Even if he does as I say, he won't be able to jump around for long. I have informed Jingyan about this, and he will give a hint or two to his father at the appropriate time.
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"No, Your Majesty, there is no need to hint. Since the Emperor has appointed you as the governor of Jingzhao, he must be asking you to do something vigorous and resolute. If you don't say anything, just let... some quiet words to hint, Your Majesty
On the contrary, they will think that you are timid and unable to take on big responsibilities.”
Yu Wenhao stared at her, "Who taught you to say these words?"
"I think, I think, so I say."
"Impossible, you are not that smart."
"This is a personal attack. I urge you to be kind." Yuan Qing said.
Yu Wenhao stretched out his hand and wanted to pat her on the head as usual, but he remembered that there was an injury on the back of her head, so his hand fell on her shoulder, "Eat."