After Yu Wenhao asked about the details of the case, and waited for the policeman and the government servant to come back to report, the results of the autopsy had not yet come out. After all this time, it was already dark.
When he left Jingzhao Mansion, it was already Xu Shi.
He rushed to Prince Huai's Mansion without stopping, and after entering, he saw Yuan Qingling and Princess Luoping talking. And the two seemed to be having a great time talking to each other.
He couldn't help but be surprised. Ever since the incident at the Princess Mansion, the Third Emperor's Sister hated Yuan Qingling with all her heart.
He walked in with doubts. When Princess Luoping saw him, she smiled first and said, "I was talking about you just now, and here you are. Hey, Lao Wu, why do you look so bad? Are you sick?"
Yu Wenhao glanced at Yuan Qingling. Yuan Qingling was holding a teacup and drinking water in a strange manner, and winked at him secretly.
He couldn't help but smile and said: "Sister Sanhuang, there are a lot of things in the yamen, so I'm a little tired."
"Tired? Then quickly take Qing Ling back." Princess Luoping said.
"I'm going to see my sixth brother first."
Princess Luoping waved her hand, "Don't go now, I just went to bed."
She sighed happily, looked at Yuan Qingling and said: "I originally didn't understand why my father asked Qingling to treat Lao Liu. But today he is much better. He coughs less. He has no cough now.
After bleeding, it seems that the situation is getting better."
Yu Wenhao glanced at Yuan Qingling and realized that it was Lao Liu whose condition had improved. No wonder the Third Emperor's sister would change her mind.
"Then Sister Sanhuang, sit down slowly, we are leaving." Yu Wenhao said.
"Go ahead and come here early tomorrow," Princess Luoping said.
The two of them turned around and went out. Aunt Xi did not follow him back, but stayed in the palace to help keep an eye on King Huai's medication, making sure not to miss a single meal.
She believed that King Huai would take the medicine, but she was afraid that others would stop him. Aunt Xi was so courageous that even Concubine Lu gave her some face. If she helped King Huai take the medicine, no one would dare to stop her.
The carriage stopped outside. Yu Wenhao got on the carriage first, and then extended his hand to Yuan Qingling. Yuan Qingling hesitated for a moment, then slowly put her hand into his palm and used his strength to move up.
Sitting down, he never let go of her hand, just holding it like this.
His palms were a little moist, warm yet cold at the same time.
His hand was hard, her hand was soft, they were intertwined and held like that, sitting at attention, neither of them moved first, let alone spoke.
The heartbeat seemed louder than the sound of the carriage.
Yu Wenhao felt that he had been tortured for a whole day in the Yamen. For half a day, his mind could not stop thinking about that kiss.
At that time, he had countless impulses to go back to Prince Huai's Mansion to find her immediately.
He had never had such a crazy idea.
Even if he grew up with his childhood sweetheart Chu Mingcui, he would never miss her like this.
When he went on the expedition, he took the purse given by Chu Mingcui, but he didn't take it out and take a look at it for three months.
Today, he looked at his palm no less than a hundred times.
That palm once pressed on her chest, and that moment of explosion was unforgettable in her life.
And now, this hand is holding her hand.
I don't know why, but I feel at ease all of a sudden.
Yuan Qingling was also thinking about today's events, but she was thinking differently from Yu Wenhao. She was secretly speculating, what did Yu Wenhao mean?
Why do you suddenly want to kiss her and hug her?
Did he finally accept his fate and accept the fact that she is his wife?
Or was it a man's wild outburst, and she happened to be a woman who happened to be there?
Or...or maybe he likes her a little bit?
This last guess made her face turn red immediately.
From the corner of his eye, Yu Wenhao could see the change in the expression on her face. When he saw her suddenly blushing, his heart seemed to be hit by something, so soft that it was almost sore.
She clenched her hands unconsciously, using too much force, and Yuan Qingling couldn't help but let out a cry.
He quickly let go, "I'm sorry, did it hurt you?"
Yuan Qingling put her hands back on her knees, raised her lips slightly in embarrassment, and said, "A little bit."
"Does it still hurt?" His eyes were burning.
Yuan Qingling shook his head, "It doesn't hurt anymore."
"Oh!" He glanced at her hand on his knee and hesitated whether to hold it again.
I moved my hands several times, but in the end, I put it on the side calmly. I lacked courage and did not dare to hold it again.
Why was Xu Yi driving so smoothly today? In the past, it was always bumpy and swaying.
What a useless thing.
Yuan Qingling suddenly leaned her head on his shoulder and said quietly: "I'm a little tired, please let me lean on you."
The top of her head was pressed against his face, and the scent of her hair penetrated into her nose. He immediately sat upright, with his spine straight, and his hands naturally rested on her shoulders and hugged her closer, "Like this,
Would it be more comfortable?"
"Yes!" Yuan Qingling said, holding the clothes behind him with her other hand, moving it in small pieces, and finally, holding his waist, she buried her whole body in his arms.
Yu Wenhao's breathing suddenly became rapid, his brain was congested, and his head felt hot. He lowered his head and pressed down, finding her lips.
Like a spark of fire, it can quickly start a prairie fire. This passion explodes and is out of control.
After this kiss, both of them felt hot all over, their faces were red, and their breathing was short.
Yuan Qingling felt like she was about to suffocate, her heart was beating fast, sparks were flying, and they were exploding in her blood, like fireworks.
She took the initiative to wrap herself around his neck, clinging to him, her lips sore and hot from the kiss, but she couldn't deny that she loved this level of intimacy.
He hugged her tightly, his hand slowly moved to his chest, his lips brushed against the cheek and the ear, the flames passed by, he bit the earlobe, took a deep breath, and then said hoarsely: "Yuan Qing Ling?"
Yuan Qing buried her face in his chest, holding on to the clothes on his chest, breathing lightly, "Yeah."
"Yuan Qingling!"
"Um!"
The kiss was pressed again, and the carriage was filled with layers of heat.
If the carriage hadn't arrived at the gate of the palace and stopped, I'm afraid Yu Wenhao wouldn't be able to control himself.
Xu Yi opened the curtain and saw that both of their faces were burning red. He couldn't help but be startled, "Is it so hot? Princess, your collar is open."
Yu Wenhao was furious, "Damn Xu Yi, turn your face!"
Only then did Xu Yi react and turned around suddenly, his heart pounding. The princess's neck was so white.
Yu Wenhao hurriedly helped Yuan Qingling tidy up her clothes and trimmed her hair. Everything looked dignified and elegant, as if nothing had happened just now. Then he said to Xu Yiyi in a hateful voice: "I've been fooling around all day. I don't know what to do. I'm going to do it tonight."
Copy the four words "property, justice, integrity and shame" a thousand times."
Xu Yi felt extremely wronged. He didn't mean it. Who knew that the princess was so hot inside that she pulled open her collar? Moreover, he wasn't the only one who saw it. Didn't the prince also read it? Why didn't the prince copy it himself?
It's all the princess's fault.
Yuan Qingling received Xu Yi's sad eyes and burst into laughter, "You really deserve it!"
Duobao wagging his tail and rushed out to greet Yuan Qingling. After not seeing him for a day, it felt like it had been three autumns. He thrust his head hard on Yuan Qingling's thigh. Yu Wenhao wanted to kick her, but he was afraid of dogs and couldn't afford to offend her.