Yu Wenhao frowned, "Who said that a girl must be sinned?" ”

Yuan Qingling took a deep breath and adjusted his lying position, "Why don't you suffer?" This is a patriarchal society, women have no other way out except to marry and have children, serving her husband is her life's career, but there are competitors in this career, you men have three wives and four concubines, and they are very attentive, and they don't know the truth. ”

Yuwen Hao was dumbfounded, what kind of hell is this?

What kind of business, what kind of competitors? Moreover, why do you say that he doesn't know the truth?

"Who says this king doesn't understand?" The scar on Yu Wenhao's eyebrow bone was almost twisted.

"You know? When you finally marry Chu Mingcui as you wish, will you not take a concubine for her rest of your life? Yuan Qingling asked.

Yuwen Hao said coldly: "If this king takes a concubine or not, what does it have to do with you?" Also, what are you pulling her in and saying? ”

"Let's discuss and discuss, you can say whether you are willing to take a concubine for her whole life."

"She's not like you, she knows the general."

"Yes, in general, she will personally take a concubine for you, but what I ask is that you are willing to keep her alone for the rest of your life? If you don't want to, you don't love her at all. "Yuan Qingling faced the ancient man, and he could finally pretend to be a love expert.

Although she doesn't watch Love Chicken Soup, her assistant Amy sees that Amy likes to express her various views on love in front of her.

Amy is a chubby graduate student who has never been in a relationship yet, and her first kiss has not yet been delivered.

But Amy is optimistic, she says that one day she will definitely meet that person and throw herself like a harpoon.

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

Yuwen Hao was speechless.

He was very unconvinced, who said that if you love someone, you must only guard that person for the rest of your life? Concubines were originally for the purpose of reproducing offspring, and they had nothing to do with love.

It's not that he doesn't know love, it's that you Yuanqing Ling is too domineering.

Thinking of this, he was terrified, didn't Yuan Qingling say this in front of his father, right?

He wanted to ask her again, but he heard her breathing slowly and evenly, as if she was asleep.

The pig was still asleep in this situation, and he didn't tell him what his father had said.

Yuan Qingling originally just wanted to squint for a while, but this sleep was enough for two hours.

After waking up, I saw Xu Yi and Tang Yang sitting by the door, and both of them were silent.

Turning to look at Yu Wenhao sideways, he was asleep, the yellowish candlelight reflected on his face, and the scar was not so hideous and terrifying because of his calm sleeping face, and the swelling had subsided slightly, and the situation seemed to be improving.

She reached out and touched his forehead, the body temperature was slightly higher, and it was not a big problem.

She breathed a sigh of relief, and her mind gradually cleared.

It's hard to imagine that a few days ago, he wanted to kill her, and now the two of them can lie peacefully in the same bed.

Thinking of his cold expression before, Yuan Qingling couldn't help but fight a cold war, she knew that the reason why the two of them could be so peaceful at present was because the crisis in the palace affected the two of them, but once this matter passed, they would definitely change back to the same sabre-rattling as before.

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

Tang Yang lowered his voice and asked, "Where is the princess going?" ”

Yuan Qingling said softly: "I'll go out to breathe, and I'll be back in a while." ”

"Then the princess, don't walk around, just walk around here, the palace is heavily guarded, and the guards don't know the princess, so I'm afraid I'll be injured by mistake."

"Got it." Yuan Qingling responded and pushed the door out.

Out of the hall, she took a deep breath, and there was a eunuch who was keeping vigil outside, and when she saw Yuan Qingling coming out, she didn't step forward to stop her, but just bowed and saluted.

Yuan Qingling asked, "What time is it?" ”

"Back to the princess, the time has just passed."

Yuan Qing Ling walked down, and there were wind lamps hanging in front of the corridor, illuminating the courtyard in a dazzling fog.

She didn't go far, and when she went out of the yard, she sat down under a magnolia tree.

It's silent.

The sound of insects chirping and frogs chirping into his 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 next to her in shock, and she could understand the sound of insects and frogs.

Being able to understand what Fu Bao is saying has shocked her, and now she even understands the communication of insects and frogs, what is going on? She's dead? Is she a lonely soul? Are there really ghosts in this world?

Yuan Qingling suddenly felt a terrifying aura coming around in the darkness in the distance, she panicked in her heart, got up, and walked towards the hall like being chased by a ghost.

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

Yu Wenhao was awakened, opened his eyes to look at her, and saw that her face was pale and out of breath, so he couldn't help frowning and asked, "What's wrong?" ”

Yuan Qingling leaned over to him, "Scared!" ”

"What are you afraid of?" Yuwen Hao was stunned for a moment, feeling her body trembling, she was really afraid.

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

A cold hand took hold of her trembling hand!

The palms of his hands were rough, and his fingers were slender, and he held them tightly, with the strength he had.

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

She never thought that he would make such a heart-warming move, she thought that he would laugh and despise.

Her head slowly showed out of the quilt, her two panicked eyes became dark and quiet, and the whole person looked very weak and well-behaved.

Yu Wenhao's heart was inexplicably pinched, and then as if he had been bitten by ants, there was a trace of sour and painful feeling.

The arms were pressed together again, and Yuan Qingling indulged himself because of the fear in his heart, sucking hard, sucking this short-term sense of steadiness.

"What the hell is going on?" Yu Wenhao asked.

Yuan Qingling's voice was a little choked, "I'm homesick." ”

Originally, it was just a perfunctory reason, but after the word homesickness was spoken, a thick sadness and nostalgia came to her heart, like dense clouds that could not be dispersed, her nose was sour, she buried her face in his arm, and tears slipped out.

Since she came here, a series of pains, almost no pause, the harsh environment made her unable and afraid to cry out loud, as if as soon as she cried, weakness would breed from the bottom of her heart and swallow her whole person.

There was no one to rely on here, and she had no qualifications for weakness.

She could only convince herself that she was the best, the smartest, from the time she was still a tadpole, and that she had an IQ of one hundred and eighteen, and that there was nothing she could not handle.

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

Yu Wenhao felt the wetness of her arms, felt the twitching of her shoulders, homesick? Maybe there is, after all, I heard Tang Yang say that her mother's family has rarely interacted with her since she learned that she had fallen out of favor.

It's just that she is not crying because she is homesick, she is afraid.