"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 tie 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."
Yu Wenhao was pushed to the ground by her, stretched out his hand to cover his chest, and said painfully: "You touched my wound."
"Why didn't I see you die?" Yuan Qingling said angrily.
He frowned, "I've never seen anyone rushing to be a widow. I'm dead, so you can't cry to death."
She forgot to cry and stared angrily, "I won't shed a single tear until you die."
"Yes, if you don't cry, you will even set off firecrackers to celebrate." Yu Wenhao said with a smile.
Yuan Qingling wiped her tears and said, "Set off firecrackers is not environmentally friendly."
"Huanbao? What Huanbao?"
Yuan Qingling looked at the handsome face that came closer to him, and remembered what he had done to her, and even more so that her head would only be temporarily stored on her neck in the future. Her head was dizzy, and she felt sad from it.
She stretched out her hand and touched it, and the moment it touched the kitchen knife, he stretched out his leg and kicked her. When he hit the kitchen knife, he also kicked her arm, which just missed dislocating her arm.
The pain was heartbreaking, and her anger suddenly rose. She stood up and rushed over, saying bitterly: "Domestic violence? I warned you not to hit me. Am I easy to bully? You are such a scumbag.
Man, Yuan Qingling is blind to fall in love with you. If this kind of woman doesn't die, I will have to strangle her to death with my own hands."
She jumped, scolded and hit him. She sat directly on him and moved his arms left and right. Fortunately, her whole body was weak. The blows were as hard as a slap on the back. It didn't hurt.
Somewhat comfortable.
However, the place where she was sitting seemed inappropriate and there were... wounds.
"Your Majesty, do you need help?" Tang Yang's anxious voice came from outside.
Yu Wenhao responded with difficulty, "Stay outside and don't come in."
Just this posture, if they saw it, wouldn't they be able to laugh at it for the rest of their lives?
He held her hands and said angrily: "That's enough for you. Don't think that I won't dare to touch you because I'm drunk and crazy."
Yuan Qingling couldn't move her hands, so she hit his face with her head. With a bang, she gritted her teeth and her head buzzed.
Yu Wenhao's nose was almost crooked due to the bump, and he was so painful that he almost burst into tears. He pinched her chin with one hand and said, "Stop, do you hear me?"
Yuan Qingling turned her face away, opened her mouth, and bit him in the mouth.
"Are you a dog?" Yu Wenhao was so angry that he wanted to kick her away, but seeing the paranoia and resentment on her red face, he realized that he had really hurt her this time, so he didn't care about it.