Yu Wenhao was shocked. She said she wouldn't be the Princess Chu if she died
It's ridiculous, this Princess Chu, wasn't she the one who put all her heart and soul into asking for it
"You wake up and be clear!" Yu Wenhao couldn't tell, and an anger rushed up, holding her face and patted her.
The happy mother got angry and stood up and stopped in front of Yuan Qingling, "How can you bear your heart? Lord, why have you become so vicious? Not to mention the relationship between husband and wife, even if you are a stranger, you can't be like this. She? How can Yu Xin bear you?"
Yu Wenhao glanced at Yuan Qingling, whose face was terrifyingly pale. The tears in her eyes were already full, but she was stubborn and hard-hearted as she tried to resist falling.
He couldn't look directly at this stubbornness, so he turned and left.
Standing under the locust tree outside the side hall, watching the yellow leaves swirling in front of the wind, I felt like a strong wind blowing in my heart, unspeakable feeling.
"King Chu!" Behind him came the voice of Princess Qi, Chu Mingcui.
Yu Wenhao narrowed his expression and looked back at her.
She stood in front of the porch, with the skirt trailing behind her, with a noble bearing, like a fairy descending.
Her beauty has always been otherworldly.
She was a childhood sweetheart, but she became someone else's wife, and he felt a faint pain in his heart.
Only when Chu Mingcui saw the obscurity in his eyes did he feel a trace of pride in his heart.
He can't forget her after all.
She raised her eyebrows, and said with some relief: "The Taishang's condition is alleviated now, and the father's attitude towards you has changed slightly. I am also happy for you."
He is noncommittal.
For a long time, she quietly said: "Are you okay?"
Yu Wenhao lowered his eyes, "What's good? I'm still alive."
Chu Mingcui smiled sadly, "Yeah, what's so good? Just stay alive. Now I just hope that what I'm afraid of doesn't happen."
Yu Wenhao looked up at her, "What are you afraid of?"
With tears in his eyes, Chu Mingcui's eyelashes quivered, and he whispered softly: "I'm afraid one day, you and him will fight for that seat."
Yu Wenhao was silent for a while, then slowly shook his head, "No, I have nothing to think about, and don't worry about it. I promised you before, I will keep it."
Chu Mingcui sighed softly and looked at his handsome face, "You know, I always wished it was you." After she said, her eyelashes flashed and tears filled her. After he was sure he saw it, she turned and walked slowly.
He stood stupidly, thinking in his heart, it was not Chu Mingcui's faint eyes just now, but Yuan Qingling's painful and resolute face.
The happy mother came out with the water and stood behind him for a while before whispering softly: "Master, go in, you can tell everything clearly."
Yu Wenhao slightly lowered his jaw and turned to enter. He did have a lot to ask Yuan Qingling.
Yuan Qingling was still lying on the bed, her clothes just lightly shrouded her back and then covered with the silk quilt, her face was half sideways, her face pale.
Seeing Yu Wenhao coming in, she slowly closed her eyes, and there was a faint bruise under her tired eyes, and the shadow of her eyelashes cast down, and she felt prostration-like fatigue.
Yu Wenhao has calmed down a lot, pulling a chair and sitting in front of the bed, "We need to talk about it."
Yuan Qingling didn't open her eyes, but said indifferently: "As long as I don't do anything, I'm willing to talk anytime."
These words are calm and gentle.
Yu Wenhao's narrow and narrow eyes were half-squinted, and looking at the wounds all over her body, it was somewhat ironic.
Yuan Qingling slowly opened his eyes to look at him, "Don't guess, what I said represents what I thought in my heart. Since the prince is willing to communicate, I can't ask for it. I'm not a masochist, and I have to be beaten before I am willing to cooperate."
Yu Wenhao's slender feet pressed against the edge of the bed, and his body leaned a little later. The coldness on his face had not cleared, and he rejected Yuan Qingling physically and mentally.
But Yuan Qingling's words undoubtedly reduced his repulsive aversion.
"What medicine did you give the emperor grandfather?"
"First aid medication can be used for myocardial infarction, heart failure and breathing difficulties." Yuan Qingling said.
"Who gave you the medicine?"
"No one gave it to me, it's my own."
Yu Wenhao's eyes were cold, "Obviously, you don't want to tell the truth."
"It's you who don't believe me that makes you think I didn't tell the truth."
Yu Wenhao naturally didn't believe it, how could she have these medicines herself? However, he also understood that if an expert gave her these life-saving medicines, it would be normal for her to keep secrets.
He asked again: "What kind of poison did you use for this king? Why can you make this king unconscious? The body can't move?"
"It's not a poison, it's an anesthetic, and it's used for surgery. It has the same effect as Zijin Tang."
Yu Wenhao said coldly: "Zijin Tang is poison."
Yuan Qingling looked at him, "So, what you gave me is poison."
Yu Wenhao did not say anything, it was a tacit understanding.
Yuan Qingling said: "Forget it, whether it is poison or magical medicine, I don't care now. It's just this life. If I really don't understand it, I will take it. However, if I live for one day, please ask the prince to stay alive. It’s embarrassing me. At least, during the period when I am treating the Supreme Emperor, please forgive me. I will give you an explanation after I leave the palace."
Yu Wenhao said coldly: "If the emperor grandfather makes any mistake, this king will count it on you."
Yuan Qingling sneered at each other, "Then what if the Emperor Taishang gets better? Will you remember this credit in my head?"
Yu Wenhao squinted his eyes and leaned over to look at her. His cold eyes flashed in front of her, "Yes, this king has a clear sense of grievance."
He immediately stood up, pulled the chair back, and threw a pill on the table, "Look back and ask Mrs. Xi to take it for you." After that, he turned and went out.
Yuan Qingling was a little surprised by his answer, and his grievances are clear? Is he
En don't know, it must be clear to blame him, at least the original master Yuan Qingling designed him, he will avenge his grudges, and did not let Yuan Qingling live a good day.
She was extremely tired and fell asleep groggy.
I don't know how long I slept, and when I woke up, I saw Mother Xi sitting next to the bed.
Seeing her waking up, Madam Xi stretched out her hand and probed her forehead and said, "The fever is gone."
Yuan Qingling also felt better, and said dumbly, "Thank you for taking care of you."
"Don't dare to be it!" The happy mother had a faint expression, got up and poured a glass of water, and walked over with the medicine Yu Wenhao dropped, "Take the medicine."
"What kind of medicine is this?" Yuan Qingling propped up and looked at the vermilion pill, like a chocolate matisse.
"Purple Gold Pill."
"Zi Jin Dan?" What is it again? Do you still want to eat Zijin Dan after drinking Zijin Tang not enough
The happy mother said: "It can dissolve blood stasis and regenerate muscles. It is very good for your injuries. This medicine is worth a thousand dollars. There is only one pill for each prince. If it is seriously injured, it can save a life."
"It's so amazing? What is it made of?" Yuan Qingling was very interested in researching drugs, so she reached out and took it and smelled it. It has a strong smell of Panax notoginseng. Is Panax notoginseng medicine
"I don't know, I only know that it's very precious, the prince..." Madam Xi looked at her, "The prince was once in danger of being hit by an arrow, and he couldn't bear to take this medicine."
Yuan Qingling was a little bit mixed in her heart. This medicine was so expensive that he was willing to give it to her. Naturally, he believed that she could heal the emperor.