After Yu Wenhao asked about the details of the case, he waited for the head catcher and the yaman to report back. The result of the autopsy had not been obtained yet, but it was already dark after such a waste.
When he left Jingzhao Mansion, it was already past time.
He rushed to the Palace of Huai without stopping. After entering, he saw Yuan Qingling talking to Princess Luoping, and the two looked like they were talking happily.
He couldn't help being surprised. Since the affairs of the princess mansion, the three emperors have hated Yuan Qingling with deep hatred.
He walked in with a puzzled mood, and Princess Luoping smiled when she saw him, "Just now I talked about you, so you came, hey, the fifth, how come you look bad? Are you sick?"
Yu Wenhao glanced at Yuan Qingling. Yuan Qingling held a teacup to drink water in a strange manner, and winked at him secretly.
He couldn't help laughing, and said, "Sister Sanhuang, it's because there are a lot of things in the yamen, and I'm a little tired."
"Lost? Then quickly pick up Qing Ling and go back." Princess Luoping said.
"I'll go and see the sixth brother first."
Princess Luoping waved her hand, "Don't go now, you just fell asleep."
She sighed with relief and looked at Yuan Qingling and said: "The palace originally didn't understand why the emperor called Qingling to treat the sixth child, but today he is much better, he has less coughing, and he hasn't coughed up to now. It seems that the situation has improved."
Yu Wenhao glanced at Yuan Qingling. It turned out that the sixth child's situation had improved. No wonder the Third Sister would change her.
"The third emperor sister sits slowly, we are leaving." Yu Wenhao said.
"Go, come here early tomorrow." Princess Luoping said.
The two turned and went out, and the happy mother did not follow back, but stayed in the palace to help stare at the situation where Wang Huai was taking the medicine, so she must not be able to lose a single meal.
She believed Wang Huai would take medicine, but she was afraid that others would stop her. Madam Lu was so courageous that even Concubine Lu gave her a bit of face. If she waited for Wang Huai to take medicine, no one would dare to stop her.
The carriage stopped outside. Yu Wenhao got into the carriage first, and then reached out to Yuan Qingling. Yuan Qingling hesitated, slowly put her hand in his palm, and got up.
Sitting down, he has not let go of her hand, just hold it like this.
The palm of his hand was a little moist, and he felt cold in the warmth.
His hands were hard, her hands were soft, and they were entangled and held like that, sitting in front of her, no one moved first, let alone a word.
The heartbeat sound seemed louder than the sound of a carriage.
Yu Wenhao felt that he had been tortured for a whole day in the Yamen, and during the whole half of the day, his mind kept thinking about that kiss.
At that time, he had countless impulses and wanted to go back to the Royal Palace to find her immediately.
He had never had such a crazy idea.
Even Chu Mingcui, who grew up with his childhood sweetheart, would never miss that.
When he set out, he brought the purse given by Chu Mingcui, but he didn't take it out for three months.
Today, he looked at his palm no less than a hundred times.
That palm was pressed on her chest, and the explosion at that moment was unforgettable in this lifetime.
And now, this hand is holding her hand.
I don't know why in my heart, I feel at ease all of a sudden.
Yuan Qingling is also thinking about today's things, but she thinks differently from Yu Wenhao. She is secretly speculating, what exactly does Yu Wenhao mean
Why did you kiss her and hug her suddenly
Did he finally confess his fate and accept the fact that she is his wife
Or is it a man's wild episode, and she happened to be a woman who happened to be present
Or... Or does he like her a little bit
This last guess made her face suddenly red.
Out of the corner of Yu Wenhao's eyes, he could see the change in the expression on her face, and seeing her blushing suddenly, his heart seemed to have been hit by something, so soft and almost sour.
The hand clenched unconsciously, and the force was too strong, Yuan Qingling couldn't help but let out a cry.
He quickly let go, "Sorry, did it hurt you?"
Yuan Qingling put her hand back on her knees, her lips raised a little awkwardly, and said, "It's kind of."
"Does it still hurt?" His eyes were burning.
Yuan Qingling shook her head, "It doesn't hurt anymore."
"Oh!" He glanced at her hand on her knee, hesitating to hold it again.
After manual operation several times, in the end, he put it on the side peacefully, lacking courage, and didn't dare to hold it again.
Why is Xu Yi driving so smoothly today? It used to be bumpy.
What a dull thing.
Yuan Qingling suddenly leaned her head on his shoulder and said quietly: "I'm a little tired, let me lean on it."
The top of her head pressed against his face, and the smell of hair slid into his nose. He immediately sat upright with his spine straight, and put his hands on her shoulders to hug her a little, "This way, Would it be more comfortable?"
"Yes!" Yuan Qingling said, holding the clothes behind him with the other hand, moving finely, and finally, holding his waist, the whole person was buried in his arms.
Yu Wenhao's breathing suddenly rose, his brain was congested, his head was hot, he bent his head and pressed it down, and found her lips.
Like a star-spotted fire, it quickly started a prairie fire, and this enthusiasm broke out, and it was out of control.
After this kiss, both of them felt hot, their complexions burning red, and their breath rushed.
Yuan Qingling felt that she was about to suffocate, her heart beating fast, sparks splashing everywhere, exploding in her blood, as if she was driving the ultimate fireworks.
She took the initiative to cling to his neck, her body pressed tightly, and her lips were painful and hot from the kiss, but she couldn't deny that she loved this degree of intimacy.
He hugged her tightly, and slowly moved his hand to his chest, his lips swept across his ears on his cheeks, the flame passed by, bit his earlobe, and took a deep breath before muttering, "Yuan Qingling?"
Yuan Qing buried her face in his chest, holding the clothes on his chest, panting lightly, "Yeah."
"Yuan Qingling!"
"Ok!"
The kiss was pressed down again, and the carriage was burning with heat.
If it hadn't been for the carriage to stop at the gate of the palace, I'm afraid Yu Wenhao would not be able to control himself.
Xu Yi opened the curtain, and saw that the faces of both of them were red, and he was taken aback, "Is it so hot? Wang Hao, your neckline is open."
Yu Wenhao was angry, "Damn Xu Yi, turn his face away!"
Only then did Xu Yi react, turning around abruptly, his heart throbbed, and the princess's neck was so white.
Yu Wenhao hurriedly helped Yuan Qingling tidy up her clothes, trimmed her hair, everything looked dignified and generous, as if nothing had happened before, and then she greeted Xu with a bitter voice: "All day long, I don’t know what to say, tonight. Copy the words ritual, justice, integrity and shame a thousand times."
Xu Yi was so wronged. He didn't mean it. Who knew that the princess was so hot inside that he pulled the collar apart? Moreover, not only did he see it alone, didn't the prince also see it? Why didn't the prince copy
Blame the princess.
Yuan Qingling received Xu Yi's sad eyes and laughed, "You really deserve it!"
Duobao wagged his tail and rushed out to greet Yuan Qingling. He didn't see him for a day. Like three autumns, he arched his head vigorously on Yuan Qingling's thigh. Yu Wenhao wanted to kick it, but he was afraid of the dog and couldn't offend him.