When Tang Yang saw her raising the kitchen knife, his heart trembled with fright, and he was about to speak. Yu Wenhao stood up slowly, holding his hands on the table. He said in a deep voice: "You guys go out first, the princess is looking for

My king’s.”

Gu Si looked at him, "Are you sure?"

"Go." Yu Wenhao said.

Gu Si nodded and said to Tang Yang, "Let's go."

Tang Yang was very worried. Gu Sicai came over and said that the princess was sent back after being drunk. He immediately came over with a kitchen knife. He was really unprepared.

A woman who is drunk and crazy is very dangerous, but even if the prince is still injured, there is still no problem in grabbing the knife from the princess.

He then walked out with Gu Si.

"Close the door!" Yuan Qing Ling raised her kitchen knife and said coldly.

Tang Yang looked at Yu Wenhao. Yu Wenhao said: "Listen to the princess, she has weapons now, which is the most amazing thing."

The door was closed. It was quiet in the room. Yuan Qingling's breathing was rough and rapid. Her chest kept rising and falling.

Yu Wenhao looked at her, but there was no anger on his face.

"You're mocking me." Yuan Qingling became even more angry after hearing what he just said. What's the most important thing if she has a weapon? She knew that even if she had a machine gun, she would still be weak in front of him.

"There is no irony. You are drunk." Yu Wenhao tried to come over, his voice was very soft.

"Don't come over. Where are you standing? I think it's dangerous for you to come over." Yuan Qingling said angrily, holding up a kitchen knife.

"I am unarmed and seriously injured. It is only because I feel that I am in danger." Yu Wenhao said.

Yuan Qingling tried her best to squint her eyes, trying to create a fierce look, but the smell of alcohol made her eyes watery and not lethal at all.

She swayed a bit, and became even more dizzy after running. Yu Wenhao was always shaky in her eyes, and she muttered a curse word, "Damn it, I'm warning you not to move."

Yu Wenhao raised his hand innocently, "I didn't move."

Yuan Qingling felt that she needed to cut the knot with a sharp knife. She was very sleepy, "Let me ask you, why do you say that I don't agree with you marrying a concubine?"

Yu Wenhao looked at her, "You don't agree."

"When did I say I disagree?" Yuan Qing said fiercely, raising the kitchen knife in her hand again, and a piece of meat flew out from the back of the knife and stuck to her hair. She reached out and picked it off, ruthlessly

Throwing it on the ground, she felt that this action had the power to swallow up mountains and rivers, so she gained a little more confidence during the confrontation.

The corner of Yu Wenhao's mouth twitched, "When we got married, you warned me not to take concubines."

Is there any? Yuan Qingling turned her head and thought for a moment, but she couldn't remember it. There was no such memory in her mind.

"Can't you remember? I will reminisce with you." Yu Wenhao walked over calmly, with a bewitching tone in his voice, "Do you still remember the situation at that time? I was half drunk that day.

Got a new house, you”

Yuan Qingling listened in confusion, trying to open her eyes wide. When she saw his prickly face shaking in front of her, she took a step back and said, "Go away, don't come over, and speak your words carefully."

Yu Wenhao was almost able to hold her wrist, but the woman woke up quickly. He was a little annoyed, but he took a step back and looked at her steadily.

Yuan Qingling's steps were unsteady and she pointed a kitchen knife at him, her face turning red. "Back off, keep backing off. It's best to stand by the bed. I'm always dizzy. I have to sit down before I can talk to you properly."

"Okay, okay, I, the king, step back." Yu Wenhao slowly backed away, retreated to the bed, and simply sat down on the bed.

Yuan Qingling staggered to the table, looked at the stool and sat down. She couldn't sit firmly and fell to the ground. The chair was overturned and covered her knees.

She kicked it away roughly, but she couldn't regain her fierce expression. The kitchen knife was indeed heavy, and her wrist was so painful that she couldn't hold it. It fell to the ground with a clang, bounced up, and she just raised her hand.

, swiped it on the blade, and a trace of blood spattered.

She sat on the ground and was stunned for two seconds, thinking that she was holding a kitchen knife to kill someone, and in the end she was the only one injured. The anger in her belly turned into grievance and sorrow, her mouth flattened, and she burst into tears.

Yu Wenhao saw her sitting on the ground without any manners and crying, like a child who had been bullied. His heart was inexplicably twisted. Then he saw that her hands were still bleeding. She raised them up to wipe away the tears.

It was stained on the face, looking as embarrassed as a wild dog that had lost a fight.

He walked over silently, pulled off a piece of gauze she had left before, knelt down to wrap her wound, and sighed softly, "I am wrong, okay? Stop crying, you are already ugly, and this cry will make it even worse.

Ugly."

After Yuan Qingling heard this, she cried even more sadly and pushed him away, "Go away, who wants you to pretend to be benevolent and righteous? It's you who caused me to be where I am today."
Chapter completed!