Yuan Qingling watched this scene coldly, feeling more amused than angry.
One word from a beauty is worth ten thousand words from her argument.
However, Yu Wenhao's rage slowly subsided. Finally, his eyes calmed down, and he said to King Qi: "You can leave first."
"Okay, let's go first. Fifth brother, please don't get angry or just think you have listened to a madman." King Qi was afraid that Yu Wenhao would beat the princess in the palace and cause trouble in front of his father, but it would be even harder to deal with it.
After saying that, he pulled Chu Mingcui away.
Chu Mingcui is really about to vomit blood. What should we do now? This matter has not been explained clearly yet.
Unwilling to be reconciled, she turned to look at Yu Wenhao and said loudly: "I hope the prince can return my innocence."
Yu Wenhao nodded slightly, "You go back first."
Chu Mingcui didn't get a guarantee and felt very aggrieved and angry, but now it was hard to get angry again, so she had to follow King Qi.
She didn't even dare to look back at Yuan Qingling.
Yu Wenhao withdrew his eyes and looked at Yuan Qingling who was holding the hairpin tightly in her hand. Her bun was loose and two strands of hair fell down. The hair on her forehead was stained with sweat and slanted against the corners of her eyes, revealing a pair of phoenix-like eyes.
And look.
"Don't come over here!" Yuan Qingling held up the hairpin and glared at him, "Don't bully others too much, I'm not afraid of you."
She was mentally prepared. If he tried again, even if she couldn't beat him, she would still have to hurt him a few points before she would stop.
When Yu Wenhao approached her, Yuan Qingling was so frightened that she immediately stabbed his arm with the hairpin.
The hairpin was inserted.
She used all her strength.
After the penetration, she was frightened. This was the first time she had hurt someone with a weapon.
The blood spread out from his plain clothes and was smudged, and soon a blood stain as big as a palm was revealed.
Yu Wenhao looked at Yuan Qingling, who was frightened and helpless, and then remembered that when she was treating Fu Bao, she also put her hand in to get the wound and sew stitches. Is it the same person?
Yu Wenhao took off the hairpin and threw it on her body. She subconsciously caught it and heard him calmly say: "Eat!"
He walked past her and sat at the dinner table.
And his arm was still bleeding.
Yuan Qingling put her hair back, put on a hairpin, and looked at him carefully, wondering what his intentions were.
Yu Wenhao raised his head and glanced at her, "Sit down and eat!"
Yuan Qingling shook his head, "Speak clearly."
"Not everything must be clear. I apologize to you for almost doing something just now." Yu Wenhao put his chopsticks on the bowl opposite and said calmly.
Apologize?
Yuan Qingling walked over slowly, hesitated and sat opposite him. Yu Wenhao coughed, which made her jump up. She suddenly pulled out the hairpin and pointed it at him, saying sharply: "What do you want to do?