Yu Wenhao took another sip of water, swallowed a few times, then looked at Yuan Qing Ling carefully and said: "This matter really has nothing to do with me, but I think I should tell you."
"Say it." Yuan Qingling looked at his face and realized that this matter was not trivial.
"That's when Xu Yi and I walked out, and Chu Mingcui chased us..." He coughed, looking a little unnatural, "It's that Princess Qi..."
"I know who Chu Mingcui is, you tell me something!" Yuan Qing Ling raised her voice.
Yu Wenhao hummed, and his eyes began to dodge, "She was the one who caught up and returned the jade pendant to me. That jade pendant was the one that was taken away, the one given to me by the emperor's grandfather. You know, I have always cherished this jade pendant. This is directly
It broke into three pieces for me, and I was so angry that I wanted to die..."
Yuan Qingling slapped the table, "Tell me the important point!"
Yu Wenhao lowered his head and spoke quickly and without distinction, "It was Princess Qi who asked me if I would divorce you and marry her as my concubine if she divorced."
Yuan Qingling's eyes widened, "Oh my God!"
Yu Wenhao quickly explained, "I didn't say anything, I just pulled Xu Yi and left."
Yuan Qingling looked at him and smiled bitterly: "Yu Wenhao, how many women are thinking about you?"
"But I only miss you." Yu Wenhao took her hand, hugged her, and kissed her cheek, "I swear, I will never have second thoughts about you."
Yuan Qingling nestled in his arms, "I believe in you, but there will always be someone better than me."
Especially in the future, if he really becomes the emperor, then the Three Palaces and Sixth Academy...
Yuan Qingling's head got bigger just thinking about it.
"There are people better than you now, and it's not like you just choose whoever is better." Yu Wenhao comforted.
"There is someone better than me now? Who is it?" Yuan Qingling asked.
"I don't know, I haven't met them, but no one dares to say who is the best."
This is true.
Yuan Qing Ling said: "Forget it, I don't want to worry too much. However, it can be seen from Chu Mingcui's words that her relationship with King Qi is really unstable. Have you ever felt sorry for your brother?"
"There's nothing you can do about it, who made him like her?"
"You used to like her too." Yuan Qingling looked at him and said.
Yu Wenhao looked ashamed, "Isn't this young and ignorant? I already know I'm wrong, don't keep saying it."
Yuan Qingling shook her head, "I don't blame you. In fact, you have grown up as childhood sweethearts. When she becomes like this, you should be the saddest person. The best memories have been destroyed by reality. I can understand. I used to
Having encountered something like this, that kind of disillusionment is really... top-notch."
"Have you ever met her?" Yu Wenhao pushed her away, narrowed his eyes, and examined her carefully. A sharp light suddenly appeared, "Who? Which bastard?"
Yuan Qingling smiled and said, "You, when I first saw you, I fell in love with you. In my heart, all the beautiful pronouns were on your head. At that time, you were the most beautiful person in the world.
Excellent person, I dreamed of marrying you. Finally, I got what I wanted. I was in close contact with you and lived together. I was disillusioned. I was disillusioned. None of the beautiful pronouns I thought of could be used.
On your body, you regret it."
Yu Wenhao laughed and scolded: "You are paraphrasing, I only heard the first part, you fall in love with me, the second part is just like a dog barking, I don't really hear it."
He came closer and covered his earlobe with his lips, "You like my body is a verb, right?"
Yuan Qingling raised her hand and covered it with a gentle slap, "Can your mind be normal?"
"This is the normal thinking of a man." Yu Wenhao complained bitterly, "How long have we been here and you got pregnant? It's not even a process yet. Just say no, it won't work. You also said you don't know how many months it will take. Who would have thought about me?"
How difficult is it? It’s so cold, and I don’t want to take a cold shower, I’ll get sick.”
"I have medicine." Yuan Qingling looked at his dissatisfied look and couldn't help but smile, "It's almost time. It'll take another half a month."
Yu Wenhao counted on his fingers, "Half a month, hey, I still have to finish three slaps on my fingers."
He looked down at her fingers, "Look at your fingers. They are long, white, and soft. They must be very..."
Yuan Qingling slapped him directly, "It must be very painful."