Yuan Qingping returned to the Hou Mansion, and before leaving, he hugged Yuan Qingling and said softly: "Thank you, eldest sister." ”

The eldest sister called Yuan Qingling soft-hearted.

She thought about it for a long time, and felt that she still couldn't do what Yu Wenhao said.

"Is the prince in the mansion?" She asked her grandmother.

"Here, in the study."

"I'll go look for him." Yuan Qingling straightened his clothes and went out.

The twilight is heavy, after the courtyard is dyed with a layer of twilight, it feels quiet and soft, the kitchen is curling with smoke, slowly rising, and the smell of fireworks in the world fills every corner, making people feel real but illusory.

Today's catastrophe gave Yuan Qingling a sense of truly living in the era he was in, rather than simply living.

When he came to the study, just as the maid brought the food to the door, Yuan Qingling said softly: "I'll come!" ”

The maid is blessed, "Yes! ”

Yuan Qingling went in with the food, and two candles were lit in the room, and the light jumped and dimmed.

He practiced calligraphy at the desk, and discarded a lot of waste paper on the ground, Yuan Qingling stepped on it, and saw that the word "forbearance" was written on the back of each piece of paper.

Hearing the sound of footsteps, he raised his head, and under the jump of the candle, his face was clear, and the corners of his eyes and eyebrows were hooked, looking serious and solemn.

The scar that was entrenched from the corner of the eye to the ear added a bit of a scarcity atmosphere.

"What are you going to do?" Yu Wenhao put down his pen and said coldly.

Yuan Qingling put the food on the table of the Eight Immortals, walked over and said, "It's time to eat." ”

"Don't eat, take it!" Yu Wenhao frowned.

She stood on the ninja characters, her hands had nowhere to put them, hanging down and crossing in front of her, "Let's talk." ”

"If it's a matter of Fang Cai, there's nothing to talk about, this king has already decided." He said coldly.

Yuan Qingling walked over slowly, stood on the opposite side of the desk and looked at him, and said sincerely: "Forbearance, you don't have to, maybe many things should be endured many times, but this forbearance must also have a bottom line, touch this bottom line, you can't endure it anymore, otherwise you will completely lose the temperament of being a person, I don't care what people outside say, I only care if good and evil are punished." ”

"You don't care? It's okay to say it on your lips, but when it's really bad, who doesn't care? "He is a man who has come from the past, and he has suffered all kinds of vicious words this year, but those words are deplorable in his ears.

"I can, I really don't care, because I have something in my heart that I care about more."

"What do you care about more?" Yu Wenhao raised his eyes and looked directly at her, "What's it?" ”

"Faith!"

"What faith?" He was surprised, this kind of thing was not like Yuan Qingling could say.

"The belief that he was born as a human being, not to let evil run rampant and wreak havoc on the world, Hui Dinghou has killed many women, he is a representative of evil." Yuan Qingling said it with great benevolence and righteousness, but these words were not for Yu Wenhao, but for Yu Wenhao to relay to the emperor.

"Say something normal." Yuwen Hao knew her and frowned.

Yuan Qing Ling's eyes were cold, "Revenge, he almost insulted me, and he wants to kill me, if I don't take revenge, I Yuan Qing Ling can't swallow this breath, and I can't bear to live in this world like a slut." ”

Yu Wenhao's expression eased slightly, and said: "Just do what this king says, he won't be able to jump for long, this king has already informed Jing Yan of this matter, and he will hint to his father at the appropriate time." ”

"No, Lord Wang, there is no need to hint, since the emperor appointed you as the Yin of Jingzhao Mansion, he must want you to do something resolutely, if you don't say it, just let ...... What kind of quiet words to imply, the emperor will think that you are timid and difficult to take on a big responsibility. ”

Yu Wenhao stared at her, "Who taught you to say these words?" ”

"What I think, what I think, so I say."

"No way, you're not that shrewd."

"This is a personal attack, persuade the prince to be kind." Yuan Qing Ling said.

Yu Wenhao stretched out one hand and wanted to pat her head habitually, but remembered that there was an injury on the back of her head, and this hand fell on her shoulder rawly, "Eat." ”

Yuan Qingling said: "You have to promise me first." ”

"Don't talk nonsense, eat!" He grabbed her wrist with one hand and dragged her over, "Accompany this king to eat." ”

"I've eaten and drunk soup."

"Then serve the king to eat."

"Yes!" Yuan Qingling rolled his eyes.

He seemed to be extremely hungry, and there was not a grain of rice left after a meal.

"So hungry? Do you want someone to do it for you? She remembered that he ate in moderation, and he ate so frantically that he was so hungry.

"No need, wait for the king to change clothes, and the king will enter the palace to see the driver."

Yuan Qingling jumped up and said happily: "Yes!" ”

The two went back to Xiaoyue Pavilion, Yuan Qingling opened the closet, saw the clothes folded neatly, and turned around and asked him, "Which one to wear?" ”

"Official uniform!" He said angrily.

"Oh!" She closed the closet, walked to the hanger and took off the official uniform she had taken off when she came back today, and reached out to touch the exquisite embroidery, which is a symbol of power.

The purple robe is girded, and the gold and jade belts are appropriately separated from the top and bottom, and the proportions are perfect.

When the official hat is belted, it seems to be sharp, and the whole person is steady and steady.

Yuan Qingling served him for the first time, although the work of serving people was very tedious, but today she was happy.

The words couldn't help but be frivolous, "The prince is so good-looking." ”

"Get out!" He glared at her.

"Yes, get out in a minute." She said flatteringly, she couldn't offend the uncle.

Yuwen Hao's eyebrows were dyed with a smile, and he glanced at Yuan Qingling obliquely.

Yuan Qingling's heart skipped a beat, and he looked at him in a daze.

"Stunned?" He didn't need her to wait to change his boots, and sat down to put them on himself.

Yuan Qingling came back to his senses, "No, I'm thinking about how to lighten your scar a little." ”

"No need, this king is not a girl." Yu Wenhao stood up, half a head higher than Yuan Qingling, Yuan Qingling felt that she should be about 1.65 meters, according to the calculation of a head of 22 centimeters, he should be about 1.85 meters, no more than 1.87 meters.

The height gap is a bit big, and there are no high heels here, so walking with him really makes me too short.

Hey, what's the height here? Annoying!

Seeing Yu Wenhao go out, Yuan Qingling slowly paced back to the room, she thought about following her into the palace, but at this time, she should be extremely scared, panicked, and injured, and she had to recuperate in the mansion, so it was pitiful enough.

It's just that I can't calm down, thinking of the heart-pounding moment just now, as if there is an electric current running from the toes to the door of the head, and then to the limbs.

It's illogical.

Yu Wenhao is a scumbag, he is rude at every turn, and his tone is never kind, and he can't be completely impressed by him because of his occasional kindness, and even, regardless of past grudges.

Yuan Qingling, you can't be so cheap, and a person's sincerity can't be paid at will.

She must have suffered from Stockholm syndrome, the most obvious symptom of which is a sense of dependence and trust in the person who has hurt her.

This is a disease that should be treated early.

The treatment is to build a positive mindset and not easily succumb to reality. Understand the weaknesses of the perpetrator, wait for the opportunity to launch a self-defensive counterattack, and establish a system to restrict the perpetrator from doing evil.

After a bit of majesty, she immediately softened again, she didn't want to go against him at all, what should she do?