Your Highness's Beloved Medical-skilled Princess

Chapter 35 Take My Advice

Yuan Qingling looked at her. "What do you mean by discomfort?"

She felt all kinds of discomfort, but she had no time to feel it under high pressure. However, when she

sat down or lay down, she still felt that her internal organs were curled up together, which was more

uncomfortable than the wound.

Nurse Qi shook her head. "Actually, I don't know the details. Maybe Lord Tang or Guard Xu knows

more. What I know is that after taking it, one's internal organs will be damaged which caused vomiting

blood, coughing, having nightmares and so on. A young servant secretly took out the antiques of the

prince's mansion to sell and refused to admit it, even knocking into the wall to suicide. But Lord Tang

forced him to drink the Herbal Tea, and then he confessed. About half a month later, he died."

Hearing this, Yuan Qingling was frightened. "He's gone in half a month? Is it because of the Herbal

Tea?"

"Lord Tang said that after taking the Herbal Tea, he must be recuperated for more than a year before

cured. However, that guy is really abominable. Lord Tang didn't cure him well, so he died. Before he

died, he vomited blood, his stomach ached, and he coughed so hard that he couldn't stop coughing.

When he died, his face turned blue."

Lack of oxygen due to cough

Nurse Qi hesitated for a moment and said, "Besides, before he died, he always said that he saw a lot

of ghosts and wanted to take him to the Underworld for trial. He was very afraid, so the Herbal Tea is

also known as the Death soup."

Yuan Qingling stared at Nurse Qi, and then slowly put a bitter smile on her face. "Yu Wenhao, how

much do you hate Yuan Qingling?" The most ironic thing was that as the substitute, she had to do her Nôvel/Dr(a)ma.Org - Content owner.

best to save him.

If there was really a reincarnation, would she and her original owner, Yuan Qingling, had dig up the

Yuwen family's ancestral grave before and gained such retribution?

She calmed herself down. The so-called seeing a ghost should be an illusion caused by cerebral

anoxia. Therefore, this Herbal Tea could make people hallucinate due to hypoxia.

Was it an illusion when she heard what Lucky said?

Yuan Qingling could not tell.

Nurse Qi looked at her and felt that Yuan Qingling was a little pitiful, but she was a servant and had no

right to pity her master.

When Yuan Qingling returned to the Wuthering Heights, it was still Yu Wenqing and Tang Yang who

were guarding inside. Seeing that she had returned, Tang Yang quickly said, "The prince has woken up

just now. Princess, do you want to find an imperial physician to take a look?"

"Not for the time being." Yuan Qingling wanted to take a look, but Yu Wenqing stepped forward to stop

her.

Looking at him, Yuan Qingling was a little impatient. "Prince Wenqing, what do you want?"

"Yu Wenhao's situation is getting better. Let's make it clear why you framed Chu Mingcui." Yu Wenqing

stared at her and said.

Yuan Qingling lowered her hand. "Do you think it's appropriate to say this now?"

"It's appropriate. Chu Mingcui will come here later. I don't want you to make her unhappy again."

Yuan Qingling sneered. "You're so generous. Don't you know that Yu Wenhao was going to marry her

at first? Are you so relieved that your wife is worried about another man??"

Yu Wenqing was furious.

"Chu Mingcui and Yu Wenhao are not as dirty as you think. They work in just ways."

Hearing this, Yuan Qingling did not know what to say.

She did not know what Yu Wenhao was thinking, but she knew exactly what Chu Mingcui was thinking

and doing.

As a prince, it was very valuable for Yu Wenqing to be so innocent and firmly believe in the Orthodox

Path.

Therefore, when she was about to fly into a rage, she softened her tone and said, "Don't worry. If she

comes, I won't embarrass her, unless she wants to embarrass herself."

Yu Wenqing was stunned. He had already prepared words to counter Yuan Qingling's harsh words, but

now her compromise words surprised and overwhelmed him.

He had to say coyly, "She definitely won't embarrass herself. You don't know what kind of person she

is. She is very good."

Yuan Qingling nodded and walked to the bedside, seeing that Yu Wenhao had woken up and was

looking at them.

He slowly retracted his focus and stared at the tiny wound on Yuan Qingling's forehead.

Yuan Qingling touched the wound which was dry but remained some blood on it.

"Do you feel better, Your Highness?" Yuan Qingling felt a little uncomfortable being stared at by him.

"I won't die for the time being." He said in a hoarse voice and closed his eyes.

Yu Wenqing squeezed over and said happily, "Yu Wenhao, are you awake?"

Yu Wenhao nodded slightly and looked at Yu Wenqing. "Thanks to your Violet God Pill."

Yu Wenqing waved his hand generously. "It is nothing. I'm not on the battlefield. I don't need Violet God

Pill at all."

Yu Wenhao smiled and his eyes darkened.

After a moment, he said, "Yu Wenqing, Tang Yang, you go out and rest first."

Yu Wenqing said, "I'm not tired. I've rested."

Yu Wenhao sighed and looked at Tang Yang.

Tang Yang held Yu Wenqing's hand. "By the way, Your Highness, I have something to ask you. Please

come out with me."

"You can ask here." Yu Wenqing was confused, but Tang Yang dragged him out.

Yuan Qingling was quite upset at that time, but when she saw this scene, she couldn't help laughing.

Yu Wenhao signaled her, "Come here."

He was very weak that still in the agonal stage, but even so, his expression was still cold.

Yuan Qingling moved closer to him so that he could speak as easy as possible. "Go ahead.

"

"How is my Imperial Grandfather?" He asked.

Thinking that he was going to ask about his injuries, Yuan Qingling didn't expect that he was concerned

about the Retired Emperor. It seemed that although being cruel, he was filial.

"He has been sick for a long time. It's uneasy for him to recover."

"Then go to the palace and continue to take care of him. I don't need you here." Yu Wenhao said.

Yuan Qingling looked at him in surprise. "You are still dying. If I leave, you will have half a chance to

die."

"I know what to do. I've finally made it through." Yu Wenhao said.

Interesting.

Blind confidence.

Yuan Qingling shook her head. "I'll stay here for another two days. I won't leave until your condition has

stabilized."

"Go as I said!" Yu Wenhao's face turned cold. This woman couldn't be treated politely.

"I know how to do." Yuan Qingling said indifferently.

"You..." With anger in his eyes, he hit the edge of the bed. He thought it was as powerful as thunder,

but in fact, he didn't even shake the quilt but just put down his hands.

Yuan Qingling couldn't help but take pleasure in his misfortune. Every dog has his day!

Although she didn't know who attacked him, she was grateful to this person.

"I'll kill you!" Seeing the mockery in her eyes, he was furious.

Yuan Qingling turned around and took a pair of scissors and threw them in front of him. "Come on!"

Yu Wenhao looked at her in disbelief. There was a loud bang in his head. This was absolute

humiliation.

"If you have the ability, come and kill me. If you can't, you have to listen to me. Hold out your hand and

have your infusion." Yuan Qingling said expressionlessly.