Thinking of asking for that scumbag, Yuan Qingling felt a little reluctant in her heart. He would definitely not help so smoothly.
Moreover, even if he was willing, he might not listen to him when he waited, and Yuan Qing was too simple to think.
However, if he is willing to help, there must be his way.
"You go back to the room and rest first. We will discuss this matter in the long term." Yuan Qing Ling said.
Yuan Qingping felt very uncomfortable.
In fact, she really didn't expect Yuan Qingling. She really just wanted to avoid it when she came to stay in the palace. Today she came out of the palace and asked in the spirit of trying. Just this question, it is inevitable that there will be a little hope in her heart. .
However, she replied with such a sentence, long-term plan? That's just an excuse.
She had no brains in her life, and she even obeyed her father's words to do the matter of King Chu completely based on obsessions, but she never thought that the tough melon is not sweet, even if King Chu marries her , Can you have a good face
The father was forced to make this choice resolutely. It was a risk, but he just sacrificed a daughter.
But she shouldn't do this, it is the happiness of her life.
I went away in a daze, leaving Yuan Qingling with nothing but resentment and faint resentment.
Yuan Qingling asked her mother, "What does the prince like to eat the most?"
"Perilla duck." His mother looked at her. Does she really want to plead for Yuan Qingping
"Teach me!" Yuan Qing Ling said.
His mother hesitated for a while, and said: "Wang Hao, you'd better not intervene in this matter, and the prince may not follow you. Moreover, even if the prince agrees, he interferes with your sister’s marriage, which is equivalent to giving your father a lot of money. Hope, your father..."
"Will be entangled?" Yuan Qingling picked up what she couldn't say.
"Slaves didn't mean that." His maid said in a genuine way.
Yuan Qingling said: "He can't pester the prince." He knows how to refuse someone, especially the kind of person who is as faceless and skinless as psoriasis.
"Does the princess really want to do this? It may not be useful." His mother felt improper.
"Sisters, do your best, so that I don't feel guilty when I think about it in the future."
The happy mother said indifferently, "Let her try, it's her sister's life."
Hearing that Xi Ma said the same, she had to say: "Well, this basil duck is the prince's favorite. If it is paired with a good Fenjiu, the prince will be even more happy."
"Okay, I'll accompany the prince to have a drink tonight." Yuan Qing Lingshun said.
"No!" The two mothers immediately stopped.
Yuan Qing sneered, "I look down on people."
Yuan Qingling decided to learn to drink, living here, she will not suffer a lot from drinking, especially, she is now known to not drink, if someone harmed her and forced a glass of wine, she would not know what she would do. Things come.
Xiaoming huh.
The basil duck, the finest Fenjiu, Yuan Qingling holding a tray in her hand, smiled and appeared at the door of Xiaoyue Pavilion.
"Oh, why did you personally deliver the meal today?" Tang Yang saw it, and quickly reached out to pick it up.
Yuan Qing Ling probed in, "No, I will come by myself and serve the prince, it is my duty."
Yu Wenhao lay inside, hearing Yuan Qingling's voice, spit out a word weakly, "Go!"
Yuan Qingling just didn't hear it, put the tray on the table, and walked over to greet him politely, "Is the prince feeling better?"
"My eyes are blind? Can't see for yourself?" Yu Wenhao turned around and turned his back to her.
"It looks swollen," Yuan Qing Ling praised with a smile, "I have to say that the prince's face is indeed outstanding, and it is swollen like this, and he looks handsome and beautiful."
"If you have a fart, let it go, let it go." Yu Wenhao felt a little hot, and his body strength was gone. This wasp is very poisonous, but Yuan Qingling is not poisonous.
"It's okay, I just want to serve the prince with his meal. I made the perilla duck myself and brought a pot of Fenjiu. The prince got up and had a drink with me." Yuan Qingling stretched out his hand to help him.
"Don't touch this king!" Yu Wenhao threw his hand away, angrily, "You poisonous girl."
Yuan Qingling said sincerely: "Master, you have a large number of adults, don't care about a little girl like me. This is really my fault. I should stand on the ground obediently and not hide or shout, let the hornet sting me, hey , Look at stinging the prince, it really hurts me to death."
"Are you going to be disgusting to kill this king?" Yu Wenhao turned around and tried to open a slit, and saw Yuan Qingling's flattering expression on his face, "One chance, do you want to talk? Don't say go away."
"Drinking wine..." Yuan Qingling looked at his face, really ugly, "Forget it, your face is so swollen now, you can't drink, eat, the first time I made the perilla duck, it smells delicious. Fragrant, don’t worry, I promise that there is no intention, but I think it’s not the way for us to argue like this. Isn’t it what we have to live this day? Peace is the most important thing."
These words were very sincere, and they tried their best to please the ability to relieve suspicion. Yu Wenhao heard it in his ears, and it was very helpful.
He also found it annoying to always argue, even worse than when he ignored her before.
Moreover, she doesn't seem to be that annoying now, she really shouldn't be so mean.
Thinking of this, he sat up, "You can make basil duck?"
"It was taught by my mother, do you really want to eat it if you smell the scent of perilla?" Yuan Qingling stretched out his hand to help him.
Yu Wenhao allowed her to walk over. She could see the duck cut open in her eyes, and then placed it neatly on a white porcelain plate according to the original order. There was a flower on the duck, which was very beautiful.
The duck was just starting, steaming, and exuding the aroma that stimulates the secretion of stomach acid. Yu Wenhao moved his index finger and sat down to eat.
"How is it?" Yuan Qing Ling asked with a smile.
Yu Wenhao glanced at her lightly, "Pour the wine."
"Can't drink."
"Can't you drink, why do you bring the wine over?"
"Can't remember that you were hurt."
"It can be seen that you are heartless and don't care about this king at all." Yu Wenhao criticized harshly.
Yuan Qingling's attitude of pleading guilty was very good. "It was my fault. I will review it and I will pay attention to it in the future."
She graciously clipped him a piece of duck breast, "Come on, eat it."
Yu Wenhao ate three more yuan, then put down his chopsticks, "Stop eating."
Yuan Qing was startled, "Stop eating? Isn't it delicious?"
He said indifferently: "No matter how delicious it is, you can't eat more, you must be restrained."
Yuan Qingling was a little surprised. It was just a dish. If you want to eat a few more bites, why do you need to be restrained
Moreover, he has always been so cold, and he is willing to let her go for a duck, which shows that he really likes to eat.
Like but restrained, it is military style in the end.
After eating just a few bites, Yuan Qingling was really embarrassed to open her mouth and talk about Yuan Qingping's affairs.
However, Yu Wenhao saw through her mind, wiped the corners of her mouth, reached out to help her swollen face, and said indifferently, "Let's talk, what's the matter."
Yuan Qing Ling smiled, "Did you see it?"
"No matter what you do, you can steal if you don't behave!" Yu Wenhao said in an unpleasant manner, "I don't know about you yet?"