Yu Wenhao frowned, "Who said that the girl must suffer?"

Yuan Qingling took a deep breath and adjusted his pose, "Why don't you suffer? This is a society that prefers boys over girls. A woman has no other way out except to marry and have children. Serve her husband is her lifelong career, but there are competitors in this career. You men have three wives and four concubines, they are very flirtatious, and they don't know the true feelings."

Yuwen Hao was stunned. What a ghost theory?

What career and competitor? And why do you say that he doesn’t understand the true feelings?

"Who said I don't understand?" Yu Wenhao's eyebrows were almost twisted.

"You know? Just think you finally marry Chu Mingcui as you wish. Will you never take a concubine for her for the rest of your life?" Yuan Qingling asked.

Yuwen Hao said coldly: "What do you have to do with me if I take a concubine or not? Also, what did you pull her in and say "

"Let's discuss and discuss, you just want to say whether you are willing to not take a concubine for her for the rest of your life."

"She is different from you, she knows the general."

"Yes, she will take a concubine for you personally, but what I asked is whether you would just stay with her alone for the rest of your life? If you don't want to, you don't love her at all." Yuan Qingling could finally pretend to be a love expert in the ancient men.

Although she doesn't look at love chicken soup, her assistant Amy looks at it. Amy likes to express her various views on love in front of her.

Amy is a fat graduate student. She has never had a relationship so far and has not been able to give her the first kiss yet.

But Amy was optimistic, saying that one day she would meet that person and then devote herself to her wholeheartedness like a harpoon.

After Yuan Qingling said this, he turned his head and continued to sleep.

Yu Wenhao was speechless.

He was very dissatisfied. Who said that if you love someone, you must only stay with that person for the rest of your life? Taking a concubine is originally intended to reproduce her descendants and has nothing to do with love.

It’s not that he doesn’t understand love, it’s that you, Yuan Qingling, are too domineering.

Thinking of this, he was terrified. Could it be that Yuan Qingling said this in front of his father?

He wanted to ask her again, but when he heard her breathing sounds of calm and even, it seemed like he was asleep.

Pig, in this situation, can still sleep, and did not tell him what his father said.

Yuan Qingling originally wanted to take a short snatch, but this time he slept for two hours.

After waking up, they saw Xu Yi and Tang Yang sitting by the door guarding, and neither of them spoke silently.

He looked sideways at Yuwenhao and fell asleep. The yellow candlelight shone on his face. The scar also seemed less hideous and terrifying because of his calm sleeping face. It had slightly swelling and the situation seemed to be getting better.

She reached out to touch his forehead, her body temperature was a little higher, and there was no big problem.

She breathed a sigh of relief and her mind gradually became clear.

It is really hard to imagine that a few days ago, he wanted to kill her, but now the two of them can lie peacefully on the same bed.

Thinking of his cold expression before, Yuan Qingling couldn't help but fight a cold war. She knew that the current peace between the two was because the crisis in the palace affected the two. However, once this matter was over, they would definitely become as tense as before.

When Yuan Qingling thought of this, he couldn't sleep with him calmly. He got out of bed and tiptoed out.

Tang Yang lowered his voice and asked, "Where are the princesses?"

Yuan Qingling whispered: "I'll go out for some breath and I'll be back in a while."

"Then the princess should not go around, just walk around here. The palace guards are tight and the guards do not know the princess, so they may be injured by accident."

"I understand." Yuan Qingling responded and pushed the door out.

When she left the hall, she took a deep breath. There was a eunuch who was watching the night outside. Seeing Yuan Qingling coming out, she did not come forward to stop him, but just bowed and bowed.

Yuan Qingling asked, "When is it?"

"Return to the princess, it's just passed by my son."

Yuan Qingling walked down, with wind lights hanging in front of the corridor, which made the yard look dazzling and hazy.

She didn't walk far away, and left the yard and sat down under a magnolia tree.

Everything is silent.

The sound of insects and frogs cried into my ears, Yuan Qingling closed his eyes and enjoyed the gifts of nature.

After a moment, she slowly opened her eyes and looked at the grass beside her in horror. She could understand the sounds of insects and frogs chirping.

She was shocked to understand Fu Bao's words. Now she even understands the communication between insects and frogs. What's going on? She is dead? She is a lonely soul? Are there really ghosts in this world?

Yuan Qingling suddenly felt a terrifying aura surrounding her in the darkness in the distance. She was panicked and got up and walked into the hall like she was chased by a ghost.

Tang Yang and Xu Yi were startled by her rough steps. They looked up at her and saw her climbing onto the bed in a panic, lifting up the quilt and crawling in.

Yu Wenhao was awakened and opened his eyes to look at her. Seeing that her face turned pale and panting, he couldn't help but frown and asked, "What's wrong?"

Yuan Qingling leaned against him, "Scared!"

"What are you afraid of?" Yu Wenhao was stunned for a moment, and felt her body trembling. She was really scared.

Her head was buried under the quilt, her mind was in chaos, and she felt fear for no reason, fear of unknown things.

A cold hand held her trembling hand!

The palms were rough and slender, and the fingers were tightly held, using his only strength.

Yuan Qingling felt that the hand seemed to have endless power, pulling down her heart that was floating in the air, pressing it down, and holding it firmly in his palm.

She never thought that he would do such a heartwarming move, and thought he would laugh at him and despise him.

Her head slowly showed her face, and her two panicked eyes became dark and quiet, and she looked very weak and well-behaved.

Yu Wenhao felt inexplicably tugged in his heart, and then he felt a little bitter and painful as if he was bitten by an ant.

The arms were pressed together again, and Yuan Qingling indulged himself in fear, trying hard to suck, sucking this short sense of tranquility.

"What's wrong?" Yu Wenhao asked.

Yuan Qingling's voice was even more swallowed, "I miss home."

Originally, it was just a reason to say perfunctorily, but after the word "homesickness" was expressed, deep sorrow and homesickness surged into my heart, like a dense cloud that could not disperse, and her nose felt sour. She buried her face on his arm and tears slid out.

Since she came here, there were a series of pains, and there was almost no stop. The harsh environment made her cry loudly and unable to cry loudly, as if when she cried, weakness would breed from the bottom of her heart and swallow her whole body.

There is no one to rely on here, and she has no qualifications to be weak.

She had no choice but to convince herself that she was the best and smartest since she was still the same tadpole. Her IQ was as high as 18, and there was nothing she could not handle.

However, at this moment, in front of the enemy, she had to allow herself to be weak.

Yuwenhao felt the wetness of his arms, and felt the twitching of her shoulders. He missed home? Perhaps there was, after all, Tang Yang said that her family rarely interacted with each other since she knew she was out of favor.

But she was definitely not crying because she missed home, she was afraid.
Chapter completed!