Yu Wenhao was shocked in her heart. She said she would never become the Princess of Chu?
It's ridiculous. Didn't she spend all her efforts and efforts to get this Princess Chu?
"You wake up and tell her clearly!" Yu Wenhao burst into indescribable anger and slapped her face.
Aunt Xi got angry and stood up to stop Yuan Qing Ling, "How can you bear it? My lord, why have you become so vicious? Not to mention the love between husband and wife, even a stranger would not treat him like this.
She? How can I bear with you?"
Yu Wenhao glanced at Yuan Qingling, whose face was frighteningly pale. Tears were already filling her eyes, but she was holding back from falling, looking stubborn and cold.
Unable to look directly at this stubbornness, he turned around and walked out.
Standing under the locust tree outside the side hall, watching the yellow leaves blown by the wind swirling in front of my eyes, my heart felt like a strong wind blowing, an indescribable feeling.
"King Chu!" The voice of Princess Qi Chu Mingcui came from behind.
Yu Wenhao calmed down and looked back at her.
She stood in front of the porch, her skirt trailing behind her, with a noble demeanor, like a fairy descending.
Her beauty has always been extraordinary.
They were childhood sweethearts, but she became someone else's wife, and there was a dull pain in his heart.
When Chu Mingcui saw the ambiguity in his eyes, she felt a little proud in her heart.
He would never forget her after all.
She raised her eyebrows and said with some relief: "Now that the Emperor's condition has improved, my father's attitude towards you has also changed slightly. I am also happy for you."
He was noncommittal.
After a long time, she said quietly: "Are you okay?"
Yu Wenhao lowered his eyes, "What's wrong? You're still alive."
Chu Mingcui smiled sadly, "Yeah, what's the good thing? Just stay alive. Now I just hope that what I'm afraid of won't happen."
Yu Wenhao looked up at her, "What are you afraid of?"
Chu Mingcui's eyes were filled with tears, her eyelashes were trembling slightly, and she said softly: "I'm afraid that one day, you and him will fight to the death for that position."
Yu Wenhao was silent for a while, then slowly shook his head, "No, I have no other ideas, and don't worry about it. I will keep my promise to you before."
Chu Mingcui sighed softly and looked at his handsome face, "You know, I have always hoped it was you." After saying that, her eyelashes flashed and tears filled her eyes. After making sure he saw it, she slowly turned around and walked away.
He stood numbly, and what he was thinking about was not Chu Mingcui's faint look just now, but Yuan Qingling's tragic and determined face.
Aunt Xi came out with water, stood behind him for a while, and then said softly: "Your Majesty, go in, everything can be explained clearly."
Yu Wenhao nodded slightly and turned around to go in. He indeed had a lot to ask Yuan Qingling.
Yuan Qingling was still lying on the bed, her clothes were only lightly wrapped around her back and then covered with brocade quilt. Her face was half turned sideways and her face was pale.
Seeing Yu Wenhao come in, she slowly closed her eyes. There was a faint bruise under her tired eyes, and the shadows of her eyelashes cast a look of exhaustion.
Yu Wenhao had calmed down a lot, pulled up a chair and sat in front of the bed, "We need to have a good talk."
Yuan Qingling did not open her eyes, but said calmly: "As long as we don't do anything, I am willing to have a good talk at any time."
These words are so calm and gentle.
Yu Wenhao half-squinted his long and narrow eyes, looking at the injuries all over her body, there was something ironic about this Yun Danfengqing.
Yuan Qingling slowly opened her eyes and looked at him, "There is no need to guess. What I said represents what I think in my heart. Since the prince is willing to communicate, I can't ask for it. I am not a masochist. I have to be beaten severely before I am willing to cooperate."