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Chapter 88

"Go back to your room and rest first. We\'ll discuss this matter in the long run," Yuan Qingling said.

Yuan Qingping felt extremely upset inside.

She actually hadn\'t expected anything from Yuan Qingling at all. Coming to stay at the Prince\'s residence was indeed only to avoid things for a while. Today when she came out of the palace, she asked with a trying mentality. Only after asking did she inevitably have a glimmer of hope inside.

But she had said such a thing - discuss in the long run? That was just an excuse to stall.

She had never had a brain her whole life. She had even gone along entirely with her father\'s words regarding the King of Chu\'s matter, solely relying on a persistence. Yet she hadn\'t thought that forcing a melon to ripen early would not make it sweet. Even if the King of Chu married her, how could he have a good expression?

Her father had relentlessly made this choice, taking a risk and trying it out. It was sacrificing one daughter if it didn\'t work out.

But she shouldn\'t have done this. That was her lifelong happiness.

Feeling melancholy, what was left for Yuan Qingling was only resentment and grievance.

Yuan Qingling asked her wet nurse, "What does the Prince like to eat the most?"

"Perilla duck." Her wet nurse looked at her - was she really going to plead for Yuan Qingping?

"Teach me!" Yuan Qingling said.

Her wet nurse hesitated and said, "Your Highness, you\'d best not get involved in this matter. The Prince might not listen to you either. And even if the Prince agrees, him intervening in your sister\'s marriage would be equivalent to giving your father great hope. Your father..."

"Will pester endlessly?" Yuan Qingling continued her unsaid words.

"I didn\'t mean that," her wet nurse awkwardly said.

Yuan Qingling said, "He can\'t bother the Prince." She knew how to reject someone, especially the shameless type.

"Does Your Highness really want to do this? It may not work," her wet nurse felt it was inappropriate.

"As sisters, I\'ll try my best. At least later I can look back without guilt," Yuan Qingling said.

Xi Mama indifferently said, "Let her try. After all, it\'s her sister\'s lifelong matter."

Hearing Xi Mama say this as well, her wet nurse could only say, "Then fine. This perilla duck is the Prince\'s favorite. If paired with good Fen wine, the Prince will be even happier."

"Okay, I\'ll have a drink with the Prince tonight," Yuan Qingling casually said.

"Don\'t!" Both wet nurses immediately voiced their objections.

Yuan Qingling awkwardly laughed. "Underestimating me."

Yuan Qingling had decided to learn how to drink alcohol. Living here, not being able to drink was very disadvantageous, especially since people now knew she couldn\'t touch alcohol. If someone tried to harm her by forcibly pouring her a cup, who knew what she would do.

Little life oh!

Perilla duck, premium Fen wine, Yuan Qingling carried the tray, smiling as she appeared at the door of Xiao Yue Pavilion.

"Yo, why is it Her Highness the Consort personally delivering food today?" Tang Yang quickly reached out to take it.

Yuan Qingling peeked inside. "No need, I\'ll do it myself. Waiting upon the Prince is my duty."

Inside, Yuwen Hao was lying down. Hearing Yuan Qingling\'s voice, he weakly spat out a word, "Scram!"

Yuan Qingling pretended not to hear and walked over solicitously asking, "Is the Prince feeling a bit better?"

"Are you blind? Can\'t see for yourself?" Yuwen Hao turned his back to her.

"It looks less swollen," Yuan Qingling smiled and praised. "It must be said, the Prince\'s appearance is truly outstanding. Even swollen like this, you still look handsome and extraordinary."

"If you have fart, release it and get lost after," Yuwen Hao felt a bit feverish. His whole body was powerless. This wasp\'s poison was more toxic than Yuan Qingling.

"Do you want to disgust me to death?" Yuwen Hao turned around, struggling to open a slit in his eyes. Seeing Yuan Qingling\'s fawning and obsequious expression, he said, "One chance. Speak or scram. Won\'t say, then scram."

"Have a drink..." Seeing his face, Yuan Qingling thought, really ugly. "Forget it. Your face is badly swollen now. You can\'t drink. Eat. This is the first time I\'ve made perilla duck. The smell is so fragrant. Rest assured, I guarantee there\'s no ulterior motive. I just feel that it\'s not a solution for us to keep arguing like this. After all, we still have to live this life going forward, right? Harmony is precious."

These words were said very sincerely, extremely good at reconciling. Yuwen Hao listened and quite enjoyed hearing them.

He also felt constantly arguing was annoying, even more annoying than when he had previously ignored her.

Moreover, she didn\'t seem so annoying now. He really shouldn\'t be so harsh.

Thinking this, he sat up. "You know how to make perilla duck?"

"Your wet nurse taught me. Smell that perilla fragrance. Don\'t you really want to eat it?" Yuan Qingling reached out to support him.

Yuwen Hao let her support him to walk over. In the slit of his eyes, he could see the duck had been cut open, then neatly arranged according to the original shape on the white porcelain plate. There was also a flower placed on the duck. The presentation was very beautiful.

The duck had just been cooked and was piping hot, giving off an aroma that stimulated gastric acid secretion. Yuwen Hao\'s index finger twitched. He sat down and started eating.

"How is it?" Yuan Qingling asked smilingly.

Yuwen Hao glanced at her indifferently. "Pour wine."

"Can\'t drink."

"Why did you bring wine if you can\'t drink?"

"Forgot you\'re injured."

"Clearly you\'re heartless and don\'t care about me at all," Yuwen Hao severely reprimanded.

Yuan Qingling\'s attitude of admitting fault was very good. "It\'s my mistake. I\'ll reflect and definitely pay attention in the future."

She diligently used her chopsticks to pick up a piece of duck breast for him. "Come, eat quickly."

Yuwen Hao ate another three pieces then put down his chopsticks. "Not eating anymore."

Yuan Qingling was startled. "Not eating? Doesn\'t taste good?"

He indifferently said, "No matter how good something tastes, you can\'t eat too much. Moderation is needed."

Yuan Qingling was a bit surprised. It was just a dish. If you want to eat more, just eat a few more bites. Why was moderation needed?

Moreover, he was always so aloof. For a duck dish, he was willing to reconcile with her. Clearly he really liked eating it.

Likes it but is moderate - that\'s a military style after all.

Since he only ate a few bites, Yuan Qingling really felt embarrassed to bring up Yuan Qingping\'s matter.

However, Yuwen Hao saw through her thoughts. He dabbed the corners of his mouth, adjusted his swollen face, and indifferently said, "Speak. What\'s the matter?"

Yuan Qingling awkwardly smiled. "You can tell?"

"No free lunch! I don\'t know you?" Yuwen Hao unhappily said. "I don\'t know you yet?"