Yuan Qingling jerked his hand away and pushed him away, "What are you doing?"
Yu Wenhao stared at her blankly, "What are you doing?"
"Your face!" Yuan Qingling accused him. Unexpectedly, he was still a scumbag.
He snorted, "You pressed me here yourself. I just wanted to turn my head away so as not to be offended by you."
“Is it my fault that it’s co-authored?”
"Is it my fault? Is it my fault that I dragged you over?"
He sat up straight and said coldly: "What's so great? It's not like I haven't seen it before. Besides, you have seen everything about me, and you have never seen me unhappy."
Yuan Qingling didn't know whether to laugh or cry, "I was treating your wounds."
"Who wants you to be troublesome?"
"I should have known that ignoring you would make you inhumane and cut off your descendants." Yuan Qingling felt that his temper was becoming more and more uncontrollable. The main reason was that he had gone too far.
"You are my king's princess. If I cut off my descendants, you will also cut off my descendants."
"You will divorce me from now on." Yuan Qingling narrowed her eyes, "We have an agreement."
"Before you think about this problem, you'd better think carefully about your promise to your father. You said you wanted him to have a grandson within a year." He said coolly.
Yuan Qing Ling said leisurely: "There are so many variables that can happen in one year. It's unnecessary for me to think about it now."
Yu Wenhao remained silent, but there was an unspeakable anger in his heart.
It's because of her leisure and the word "variable" in her words.
There was no more conversation along the way, and the two of them sat apart from each other, feeling disgusted with each other.
After returning to the mansion, Yuan Qingling went directly back to Fengyi Pavilion.
In the yard, Yuan Qingping was eating the red bean soup that her grandmother had made for her. When she saw her coming back, she frowned and said, "Why are you back?"
"Some things have been delayed." Yuan Qingling sat down and went over to take a look. The red bean soup seemed to be very good. "Mommy, give me a bowl."
"What's delayed?" Yuan Qingping asked.
"It's a small matter." Yuan Qingling looked a little worried when she saw that she was still staring at him. She couldn't help but feel slightly startled. This sister seemed to treat her well.
"Can't you be smarter?" Yuan Qingping said depressedly.
"It's really okay."
Yuan Qingping didn't believe it at all, but this was not something she could worry about.
She said calmly: "The second old lady asked me to find out whether your relationship with the prince is really what you said."
"Yeah." Yuan Qingling responded absently.
Yuan Qingping took a few bites, pushed the bowl, and said angrily: "Why don't you care? The government has a purpose for asking about you. Why are you so confused?"
Yuan Qingling looked at her suddenly angry face and smiled, "What's the purpose?"
"How do I know? It must be for my father's career. If you can't help my father, the consequences will definitely be serious. I can see that you and the prince are not really on good terms."
Yuan Qingling said thoughtfully: "You have a clear mind."
Yuan Qingping said angrily: "What's clear? Who doesn't know what my father has been running for these past few years? I'm not a fool."
"That's his business, just leave it alone." Yuan Qing Ling said.
Yuan Qingping sneered, "I don't care? I don't want to care, but what can I do? He has arranged my marriage and is just waiting to sell me to help his future."
"Your marriage has been arranged? Why didn't I know?" Yuan Qing Ling was stunned. Isn't she just a hairpin? Why did she arrange the marriage in such a hurry?
"My birthday and horoscope have been passed on."
"Who is it?" Yuan Qingling asked.
Yuan Qingping said coldly: "Chu Dayou."
"Who is Chu Dayou?"
Aunt Xi said calmly from the side: "Chu Shoufu's nephew is already over thirty years old, and his third wife died."
"You are only fifteen years old, marrying a man in his thirties to fill a house? This is unreasonable!" Yuan Qingling heard this and was very angry. Are you crazy? You are ruining your daughter like this.
"Father said that I am the one who has risen to the top. Although he is only in his thirties, he has already been granted the title of Marquis of Huiding, and his status is noble."
"So what?" Yuan Qingling asked.
"Nothing, I can only obey orders." Yuan Qing's tone was still cold. She was only fifteen years old and had already seen a lot. She had no right to have any objections to her marriage.
Yuan Qingling asked Aunt Xi, "What is the character of Marquis Huiding?"
Aunt Xi said: "Princess, you can ask the prince. From the time he went to war at the age of fifteen, he followed Marquis Huiding. When he was twenty years old, he took charge himself."
Yuan Qingling looked at Yuan Qingping, whose face was ashen, "I'm afraid you've asked about it a long time ago, right?"
Yuan Qingping's face turned pale, "I asked about it, he is a violent man."
The word "violent" is probably just a generalization.
Yuan Qingling suddenly understood that she did not want to stay here with him, but wanted to hide here and take a breather.
Fifteen years old, junior high school student.
Waiting for your own future is really unscrupulous.
Yuan Qing looked at her sharply, "I once hated you. If you had won the heart of the King of Chu and helped my father ascend to the throne, maybe I wouldn't have to marry Marquis Huiding, but I know it's too selfish of me to think like this.
Already."
Yuan Qingling looked at her face full of anger and conflict. It would be too cruel for a junior high school student to endure this.
"Is there any way you can help me? I don't want to marry Marquis Huiding, and I don't want to die." Yuan Qingping's eyes suddenly filled with tears. The tears seemed to have been held in his eyes for a long time. As soon as he said this begging words,
I couldn't hold back my tears.
Yuan Qingling was silent. In this era, marriages were arranged by parents or matchmakers. How could she, the controversial eldest sister, have the right to speak?
"You can't, right?" Yuan Qingping laughed coldly and wiped his tears with one hand, "I know it's unnecessary to beg you. How can you care about me if you can't protect yourself?"
Yuan Qingling said with difficulty: "I have no right to interfere with your marriage."
"You don't have it. But if you are favored, you can ask the prince to intervene. He is the King of Chu. As long as he says that Marquis Huiding is inappropriate, my father will listen to him. But you can't ask the prince, can you?" Yuan Qingping said
Stared at her and said.
Yuan Qingling was still silent, could she ask for help? She wasn't sure, and she couldn't give Yuan Qingping a promise easily, lest she would be disappointed if it didn't work out.
"Princess, red bean soup..." His mother-in-law came in with red bean soup. Seeing that the atmosphere between the sisters was a bit tense, she couldn't help but hesitate.
Yuan Qingling took it and drank it slowly. She believed that she looked useless.
Yuan Qingping swallowed back her tears, unable to hide her disappointment, "That's all, you have your own difficulties too. Besides, I didn't treat you well in the past, so there's no need for you to help me."
Yuan Qingling had some memories in her mind. This sister used to be really mean and harsh, and she also liked to bully people.
However, there are also heartwarming moments, for example, every time the original owner is scolded by his father and mother, she will help him. And she rarely fights for the things that the original owner likes, even if she also likes them.
There is not much depth between sisters, but they are by no means heartless.
Perhaps, she should open her mouth and beg Yu Wenhao.