Seeing that Yu Wenhao seemed to be asleep, Chu Mingcui had no choice but to go out with King Qi.
At the door, Chu Mingcui stood still and looked at Yuan Qingling, "Take good care of the prince and don't make him unhappy."
Yuan Qingling said calmly: "Princess Qi is troubled."
King Qi was angry and was afraid that she would say ugly words again. He pulled Chu Mingcui and said, "Let's go and leave her alone. Isn't it because the emperor's grandfather asked her to come back to take care of the fifth brother? Let's see what she can do."
Chu Mingcui's eyes were startled, but he was already pulled out by King Qi.
Yuan Qingling looked at the direction they were leaving and heard Chu Mingcui ask King Qi, "Did the emperor's grandfather ask her to come back to take care of the fifth brother?"
King Qi asked: "Why do you always ask about the murderer?"
Chu Mingcui sighed softly, "I am thinking about you. If someone wants to kill King Chu, it is inevitable that someone will want to attack you. I am worried about you, but you don't understand."
Yuan Qingling closed the door, blocking out the conversation between Prince Qi and his wife.
He walked slowly in, straightened his neck and glanced at the person on the bed. His eyes were closed, but his breathing was messy and he was not asleep.
I don't know if he heard what King Qi and Chu Mingcui just said. They were far apart, so it was said that they couldn't hear them.
However, his face looked ugly.
"What are you staring at?" Yu Wenhao suddenly opened his eyes and gave her a fierce look.
"Nothing!" Yuan Qingling got up, went to get a mat and spread it in front of the bed, and sat down half-kneeling, just like practicing yoga.
Yu Wenhao ignored her, but he didn't sleep either. He kept his eyes open and didn't know what he was thinking.
Yuan Qingling was also thinking about something, thinking about the medicine box.
Originally, she thought that the medicine box would only show the medicines from her laboratory, but she found that was not the case. As long as she wanted any medicine, the basic medicine box would appear.
Why is this medicine box so magical? Could it be that the medicine box is a wormhole connecting two worlds?
However, this doesn’t make sense. The medicine in the medicine box keeps changing, as if someone is controlling it. Who is controlling the medicine box?
"I never said that to her."
While he was thinking wildly, Yu Wenhao's hollow voice suddenly came to his ears.
Yuan Qingling was stunned for a moment, "What?"
Yu Wenhao looked at her and hesitated to speak. Finally, he turned away and neither looked at her nor said anything else.
Weird!
Yuan Qingling ignored him and felt that since he couldn't figure out the medicine box, he just didn't think about it and took it out to study it himself.
Open the medicine box, take down the medicines from both layers and put them on the ground. Make sure the medicine box is empty before closing the medicine box, saying silently, hemorrhoid ointment!
Opening it slowly, there was nothing.
Obviously, the medicine cabinet is not under her control.
She smiled, feeling that she was really bored, so she put all the medicines back and rearranged them. When she was about to close the medicine box, she saw a tube of hemorrhoid ointment lying quietly next to the cotton ball on the upper floor.
"What the hell!" she couldn't help but exclaimed.
A hand reached down from the bed and slapped her on the face.
Yuan Qingling jumped up, anger rising from the bottom of her heart. She didn't care about the injury on his brow, slapped him back, and said coldly: "Go to hell!"
After saying that, he picked up the medicine box and turned around to go out.
She gave up, not wanting to save this person, it was too much.
He was in a bad mood when he saw Chu Mingcui, what kind of man was he? What kind of man was he? She was such a coward, and she went to all the trouble to get him. She might as well just let him die.
As soon as the door was opened, Tang Yang and Xu Yi were at the door. They all heard the clapping, but when they were hesitating whether to open the door and come in, Yuan Qingling had already left her words and walked out.
Seeing the slap marks on Yuan Qingling's face, Xu Yi felt relieved. It was not the prince who was beaten, but her. How good that she was.