Yu Wenhao frowned, "Which girl will definitely suffer?"
Yuan Qingling took a deep breath and adjusted her lying position. "Why don't you suffer? This is a society that values boys over girls. A woman has no other way out except getting married and having children. Serving her husband is her lifelong career, but there are also competitors in this career.
, you men have three wives and four concubines, you are very carefree. You don’t understand true love."
Yu Wenhao was dumbfounded, what kind of nonsense is this?
What kind of career, what kind of competitor? And why doesn’t he understand true feelings?
"Who doesn't understand?" The scar on Yu Wenhao's eyebrow bone was almost twisted.
"Do you understand? Just treat it as if you finally married Chu Mingcui as you wished. Will you never take concubines for her life?" Yuan Qingling asked.
Yu Wenhao said coldly, "If the king takes concubines but doesn't, what does that have to do with you? Also, why did you drag her into this?"
"Let's discuss it. Are you willing to stay away from concubines for the rest of your life for her?"
"She's different from you, she understands the general picture."
"Yes, you know the basics. She will even take concubines for you personally. But what I'm asking is, are you willing to just keep her alone for the rest of your life? If not, you don't love her at all." Yuan Qingling said to her.
With ancient men, I can finally pretend to be a love expert.
Although she doesn't watch Chicken Soup, her assistant Amy does. Amy likes to express her various views on love in front of her.
Amy is a fat graduate student. She has never been in a relationship and has not yet had her first kiss.
But Amy is optimistic. She will definitely meet that person one day, and then throw herself out like a harpoon.
After Yuan Qing finished saying this, he turned his head and continued to sleep.
Yu Wenhao was speechless.
He was very unconvinced. Who loves someone and must stay with that person for the rest of his life? The purpose of taking concubines is to reproduce children and grandchildren, and it has nothing to do with love.
It's not that he doesn't understand love, it's that you, Yuan Qing Ling, are too overbearing.
Thinking of this, his hair stood on end. Did Yuan Qingling say this in front of his father?
He wanted to ask her again, but he heard her breathing slowly and evenly, as if she was sleeping.
Pig, he could still sleep in this situation, and he didn't have anything to do with his father.
Yuan Qing only wanted to sleep for a while, but she slept for two full hours.
After waking up, he saw Xu Yi and Tang Yang sitting and guarding by the door, both of them silent.
I turned sideways and looked at Yu Wenhao. He was asleep. The yellowish candlelight reflected on his face. The scar looked less ferocious because of his peaceful sleeping face. The swelling had subsided slightly, and the condition seemed to be getting better.
She reached out and touched his forehead. His temperature was slightly higher, so it wasn't a big problem.
She breathed a sigh of relief and her mind gradually became clearer.
It's really hard to imagine that a few days ago, he wanted to kill her, but now the two of them could lie on the same bed peacefully.
Thinking of his cold expression before, Yuan Qingling couldn't help but shudder. She knew that the reason why the two of them were so peaceful at present was because the crisis in the palace affected them. However, once this incident was over, they would definitely
Back to being as tense as before.
When Yuan Qingling thought of this, she couldn't sleep on the same bed with him calmly, so she got out of bed and walked out quietly.
Tang Yang lowered his voice and asked, "Where is the princess going?"
Yuan Qingling said softly, "I'm going out to get some fresh air. I'll be back in a minute."
"Then Princess, don't wander around, just walk around here. The palace is heavily guarded. The guards don't know the Princess, so they might accidentally hurt her."
"I know." Yuan Qingling responded, opened the door and went out.
After leaving the palace, she took a deep breath. There were eunuchs keeping watch outside. When she saw Yuan Qing Ling coming out, she did not step forward to stop her. She just bowed and saluted.
Yuan Qingling asked, "What time is it?"
"Go back to the princess, it's just past midnight."
Yuan Qingling walked down leisurely, and there was a wind lantern hanging in front of the corridor, illuminating the courtyard with a blinding light.
She didn't go far, walked out of the yard, and sat down under a magnolia tree.
Everything is silent.
The sound of insects chirping and frogs croaking penetrated into his ears. Yuan Qingling closed her eyes and enjoyed the gifts of nature.
After a moment, she slowly opened her eyes and looked at the grass next to her with horror. She could actually understand the sounds of insects and frogs.
She was shocked to be able to understand Fu Bao's words. Now she can even understand the communication of insects and frogs. What happened? Is she dead? Is she a lonely soul? Are there really ghosts in this world?
Yuan Qingling suddenly felt a terrifying aura surrounding her in the darkness in the distance. She panicked, got up, and walked into the temple as if she was being chased by a ghost.
Tang Yang and Xu Yi were startled by her rough footsteps. They looked up at her and saw her hurriedly crawling onto the bed. They lifted up the quilt and got in.
Yu Wenhao was awakened and opened his eyes to look at her. Seeing that her face was pale and she was panting, he couldn't help but frown and asked, "What's wrong?"
Yuan Qingling leaned closer to him, "Afraid!"
"What are you afraid of?" Yu Wenhao was startled for a moment and felt her body trembling. She was really afraid.
Her head was buried under the quilt, her mind was in confusion, she felt fear for no reason, fear of the unknown.
A cold hand held her trembling hand!
The palms of his hands were rough and his fingers were long. He held them tightly with the only strength he had.
Yuan Qingling felt that that hand seemed to have endless power, pulling down her floating heart in the air, pressing it, and holding it firmly in his hand.
She never thought that he would make such a heart-warming move, she thought that he would laugh at her and despise her.
Her head slowly emerged from the quilt, her two frightened eyes became dark and calm, and her whole person looked very weak and well-behaved.
Yu Wenhao felt an inexplicable tightening in his heart, and then he felt a bit of soreness and pain, as if being bitten by ants.
The arms were together again. Yuan Qingling indulged herself due to the fear in her heart, sucking hard and sucking in this short-term sense of security.
"What happened?" Yu Wenhao asked.
Yuan Qingling's voice was choked, "I miss home."
It was just a perfunctory reason, but after the word "homesick" came out, deep sadness and nostalgia came to her heart, like dense clouds that would not disperse. Her nose felt sour, and she buried her face in his arm, tears falling out.
Since arriving here, she has suffered a series of pains with almost no pause. The harsh environment makes her unable and dare not cry loudly, as if once she cries, weakness will grow from the bottom of her heart and swallow her whole up.
There is no one to rely on here, and she has no right to be weak.
She can only obey herself. Ever since she was a tadpole, she has been the best and the smartest. Her IQ is as high as 180. There is no situation that she cannot handle.
However, at this moment, in front of an enemy, she had to allow herself to be weak.
Yu Wenhao felt the dampness on his arms and the twitching on her shoulders. Was he homesick? Maybe he was. After all, Tang Yang told her that her family had rarely interacted with her since they knew she had fallen out of favor.
However, she was definitely not crying because she was homesick, she was crying because she was afraid.