King Qi squeezed over and said happily: "Fifth brother, are you awake?"
Yu Wenhao tilted his head slightly and looked at King Qi, "Thanks to your Purple Gold Pill."
King Qi waved his hand generously, "What's the Purple Gold Pill? My brother, I'm not going to the battlefield, so I don't need the Purple Gold Pill at all."
Yu Wenhao smiled slightly, his eyes dark.
After a moment, he said: "Seventh brother, Tang Yang, you go out and take a rest first."
King Qi said: "I'm not tired, I've had a rest."
Yu Wenhao sighed softly and looked at Tang Yang.
Tang Yang took Prince Qi's hand and said, "By the way, Your Majesty, I have something to ask you. Please come out with me."
"What do you have to say here?" King Qi said in a daze, but was dragged out by Tang Yang.
Yuan Qingling was quite upset at first, but when she saw this scene, she couldn't help but laugh.
Yu Wenhao signaled, "Come over here."
His voice was very weak, and he had no energy at all. One foot was still in the gate of hell, but even so, his expression was relatively cold and hard.
Yuan Qingling came closer and tried to make it easier for him to speak, "You say."
"How is the emperor's grandfather doing?" Yu Wenhao asked.
Yuan Qingling thought he was going to ask him about her injuries, but she didn't expect that she was worried about the Supreme Emperor. It seemed that although this man had a bad and cruel temperament, he had a filial heart.
"After all, you have been ill for a long time, and getting better will not happen overnight."
"Then you can go into the palace and continue to serve me. I don't need you here anymore." Yu Wenhao said.
Yuan Qingling looked at him in surprise, "You haven't passed your danger period yet. If I leave, you will have half a chance of dying."
"I know in my heart that I have managed to survive this level." Yu Wenhao said.
hehe.
Blind confidence.
Yuan Qingling shook his head, "I will stay for two more days. When the prince's condition becomes more stable, I will go to the palace."
"Go if you are told!" Yu Wenhao's face turned cold. This woman really couldn't be nice to her.
"I know it well." Yuan Qingling said calmly.
"You..." His eyes were filled with anger, and he hit the bedside with his hand. He thought it was a thunderous force, but in fact, it didn't even move the quilt, it just hung down softly.
Yuan Qingling couldn't help but gloated about the misfortune, you too have had this day.
Although he didn't know who his attacker was, Yuan Qingling was grateful to him.
"I will kill you!" Seeing the mockery in her eyes, he was furious.
Yuan Qingling turned around and took a pair of scissors and threw them in front of his bed, "Come here!"
Yu Wenhao looked at her in disbelief, his head banged, humiliation, absolutely humiliation.
"Come and kill me if you can. If you can't kill me, you have to listen to me and stretch out your hand to hang the needle." Yuan Qingling said expressionlessly.