Your Highness's Beloved Medical-skilled Princess

Chapter 88 There Is No Such Thing As A Free Lunch

At the thought of asking that scumbag for help, Yuan Qingling felt a little reluctant. He would not help

her so easily.

Moreover, even if he was willing, Lord Yuan might not necessarily listen to him. Yuan Qingping was too

naive.

However, he must have his own way if he was willing to help.

"Go back to your room and rest. We'll discuss this matter carefully." Yuan Qingling said.

Yuan Qingping felt uncomfortable.

In fact, she really didn't count on Yuanqing Ling. She did come to live in the manor just to take a rest.

Today, when Yuan Qingling came out of the imperial palace, she tried to asked her. As she asked, she

inevitably had some hope in her heart.

However, she got such a reply. "Discuss carefully?" That was just an excuse.

What a stupid woman. She had even followed father's orders to marry Prince Wenhao but had never

thought that love could not be forced, even if Prince Wenhao married her, how could he have a good

attitude?

Father was forced to make this decision. He took the risk to try. Even if he failed, he would only

sacrifice a daughter.

But she shouldn't have done that. It was very important which would relate to her lifelong happiness.

Finally, she left disappointedly.

Yuan Qingling asked Nurse Qi, "What does His Highness like to eat the most?"

"Stewed duck with Perilla." Nurse Qi looked at her. Did she really want to plead for Yuan Qingping?

"Teach me!" Yuan Qingling said. Belonging © NôvelDram/a.Org.

Nurse Qi hesitated for a moment and said, "My Lady, you'd better not intervene in this matter. His

Highness may not listen to you. Even if he agrees and interfere in your sister's marriage, he would give

your father great hope. Your father..."

"Will entangle with him?" Yuan Qingling said something she couldn't say.

"That's not what I meant." Nurse Qi said awkwardly.

Yuan Qingling said, "He can't." Yu Wenhao knew how to refuse a person, especially a shameless

person like her father.

"Do you really want to do this, My Lady? It may not work." Nurse Qi didn't think it was appropriate.

"Anyway, she's my sister, I'll try best so that I won't feel guilty when I think about it in the future."

Nurse Xi said lightly, "Let her have a try. After all, it's about her sister's lifelong happiness."

Nurse Qi had no choice but to say, "Alright. The stewed duck with perilla is His Highness' favorite.

Coupled with the best Fen wine, his Highness will be even happier."

"Alright, I'll have a drink with the prince tonight." Yuan Qingling said offhandedly.

"No!" The two nurses immediately stopped her.

Yuan Qingling smiled awkwardly. "You look down on me."

Yuan Qingling had decided to learn how to drink. If she was not good at drinking, she would suffer a lot

here. Especially now that the news she could not drink had been spread. If someone wanted to plot a

frame-up against her and forced her to drink a glass of wine, she would not know what she would do.

Maybe it would kill herself.

Holding a tray with a plate of stewed duck with perilla and a bottle of high-quality Fen wine, Yuan

Qingling appeared at the door of the Wuthering Heights with a smile.

"Oh, Your Highness, why did you personally deliver the meal today?" When Tang Yang saw her, he

quickly reached out to receive the tray.

Yuan Qingling stuck her head in and said, "No, I'll do it myself. It's my duty to serve His Highness."

Yu Wenhao was lying inside. When he heard Yuan Qingling's voice, he said weakly, "Get lost!"

Yuan Qingling pretended not to hear him. She placed the tray on the table and walked over to greet

him warmly. "Your Highness, are you feeling better?"

"Are you blind? Can't you look at it yourself?" Yu Wenhao turned his back to her.

"The swelling has subsided," Yuan Qingling praised with a smile. "I have to say that your appearance is

indeed excellent. Being swollen so hard, you still looks so handsome."

"Speak now! Or get out!" Yu Wenhao he was running a fever and exhausted. The bee was so

poisonous, but Yuan Qingling was more poisonous than it.

“Nothing. I just want to serve you. I cooked a plate of stewed duck with perilla and brought you a pot of

Fen wine. Please get up and have a drink with me." Yuan Qingling reached out to help him up.

"Don't touch me!" Yu Wenhao shook off her hands and said angrily, "You wicked woman."

Yuan Qingling said sincerely, "Your Highness, you're a magnanimous man. Don't argue with a little girl

like me. It's indeed my fault. I should obediently stand there still, not hide nor shout. I should let the

hornets sting me. Alas, I feel so sorry for you."

"Are you trying to disgust me to death?" Yu Wenhao turned around and tried his best to open his eyes.

When he saw Yuan Qingling's flattering expression, he said, "An opportunity. Say it, or get lost."

"Have a drink..." Yuan Qingling looked at his face which was really ugly, saying, "Forget it. Your face is

swollen and you can't drink. Let's eat. It's my first time making a stewed duck with perilla. It smells

good. Don't worry, I promise I don't have any ulterior motives. I just think that we can't quarrel like this.

We have to live together, right? Harmony is an important thing."

She said it sincerely and ingratiatingly, which pleasured Yu Wenhao very much.

He also felt that it was very annoying to quarrel, even worse than before when he ignored her.

Moreover, she was not as hateful as before. He really shouldn't be so mean.

Thinking of this, he sat up. "Do you know how to make stewed duck with perilla?"

"Nurse Qi taught me. Smell, is it good? Do you want to eat?" Yuan Qingling reached out to help him.

Yu Wenhao allowed her to help him walk over. The duck had been cut and then placed neatly on the

white porcelain plate with a flower on it, which looked very beautiful.

It was steaming hot and gave off the attractive fragrance. Yu Wenhao couldn't keep his hands off and

sat down to eat immediately.

"How is it?" Yuan Qingling asked with a smile.

Yu Wenhao glanced at her indifferently and said, "Wine."

"No, you can't drink."

"If I can't drink, why did you bring it?"

"I don't remember that you're injured."

"It's obvious that you're heartless and don't care about me at all." Yu Wenhao severely accused her.

Yuan Qingling admitted her guilt at once. "It's my fault. I will make amend and pay attention to it in the

future."

She warmly picked up a piece of duck breast for him and said, "Have one more."

Yu Wenhao ate three more pieces before putting down his chopsticks. "I am enough."

Yuan Qingling was stunned. "You don't want to eat anymore? Isn't it delicious?"

He said lightly, "No matter how good the food is, you can't eat too much. You have to control yourself."

Yuan Qingling was a little surprised. It was just a dish. If he liked it, ate more at will. Why controlled

himself?"

Moreover, he had always been so cold. But he was willing to let go of the past for a plate of stewed

duck. It could be seen that he really liked to eat it.

He was self-restrained. After all, he was a soldier.

He ate too little that Yuan Qingling felt too embarrassed to ask him helping Yuan Qingping.

However, Yu Wenhao saw through her thoughts. He wiped his mouth, reached out to support his

swollen face, and said lightly, "Go ahead, what's the matter?"

Yuan Qingling smiled awkwardly. "Seen through?"

"There is no free lunch, you must be up to something" Yu Wenhao said peevishly, "Don't I know about

you yet?"