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Chapter 229

Chapter 229

When I arrived at Xiaoyue Pavilion, there were three or four maids serving in Xiaoyue Pavilion, all wearing blue clothes.

She seems to be between fifteen or sixteen to eighteen or nineteen years old. She looks pretty and pleasant, her manners are calm yet calm, and she has the quality of a maid from a wealthy family.

They all respected Yuan Qingling very much and served the meals with great care.

Yuan Qingling specially observed their attitude towards Yu Wenhao. There was no intimacy or warmth at all, only the maid's awe towards her master.

She secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

Whether it's a married woman or a concubine, she really has no way to share a man with another woman, and would rather not have one.

When Yu Wenhao saw her coming in, he stared at the girls in the room, his eyes changing for a while. Finally, when he heard her sigh softly, Yu Wenhao couldn't help but laugh.

Yuan Qing Ling turned to look at him in confusion, "What are you laughing at?"

Yu Wenhao looked at her clean and beautiful face, with a small pink scar on her forehead. Her eyes were clear, her eyelashes were slightly raised, her red lips were slightly swollen and congested, and she smiled inadvertently at the corners of her lips, which looked like a flower.

Roses in bloom.

His heart was shaken for a moment.

I wish I could throw him directly on the bed.

Yuan Qingling avoided his cannibalistic gaze and lowered her head to eat the food. She was still thinking about the question, why on earth did he suddenly treat her like this?

After a while, she put down her chopsticks, raised her head quickly, and looked at him warily, "Tell me the truth, is it because I have a royal stick? Do you think that by following me, I won't have to deal with you with the royal stick?"

Yu Wenhao couldn't laugh or cry immediately. He had a mouthful of soup in his mouth, not knowing whether to spit it out or swallow it.

After finally swallowing the soup, he stared at her and decided to have a good talk.

He sent the maids out and ordered them to close the door.

Yuan Qingling was still very wary and looked at him with wide eyes.

Yu Wenhao still looked at her and asked slowly: "How did you feel when I kissed you?"

Yuan Qingling put her hand on her chest, "My heartbeat is very fast."

"What about other than that?"

Yuan Qingling thought for a moment, "I don't know, I can't tell."

Yu Wenhao nodded, "I can't tell why I did that, but at that moment, I wanted to kiss you and hold you. After returning to the Yamen, I was thinking about everything that happened in the garden all day long.

I’m going crazy thinking about it.”

When he said the last sentence, his voice was low, his throat was dry and hoarse, and the color of his eyes gradually deepened.

Yuan Qingling's mind went blank.

Is this a confession?

Her lips were dry, and for a moment, she didn't know how to respond, and she had nowhere to put her hands.

"So, did you miss me when you were in Prince Huai's Mansion today?" he asked softly, never knowing that he could speak in such a gentle tone.

Yuan Qingling said honestly: "I am very busy at the palace today..."

She looked at him, and a layer of disappointment seemed to slowly appear in his eyes.

She licked her lips and decided to lie, "But when I sit down in my free time, I also want to."

"Really?" Yu Wenhao's eyes slowly lit up again.

"Really!" Yuan Qingling said with assurance.

He sat closer, stared into her eyes, and said in a bewitching voice, "Then what are you thinking about? What about the scene in the garden?"

At close range, his lips were almost touching her ears, and his breath was so warm that her heart couldn't help but tremble.


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