Yuan Qingping went back home, and before she left, she hugged Yuan Qingling and said softly, “Thank you. My sister”
The call of sister softened Yuan Qingling’s heart.
She deliberated for a long time and felt that she could not agree with what Yu Wenhao had said.
“Is Yu Wenhao in the Prince Yu’s residence?” She asked the nurse.
“Yes, in the schoolroom.”
“I’ll go over to him.” Yuan Qingling straightened her dress and went out.
The dusk was sinking, and the courtyard felt quiet and soft as it was tinted with a layer of twilight.
Today’s robbery has given Yuan Qingling a sense of truly living in the times she lives in, rather than simply living.
When she came to the room, just as the maid brought the meal to the door, Yuan Qingling said softly, “I’ll do it!”
The servant girl bent over, “Yes!”
Yuan Qingling went in with the meal, and two candles were lit in the room, swaying in the wind but dull.
He was practicing his calligraphy at his desk, and there were many scraps of paper on the floor, so Yuan Qingling stepped over and saw the word “tolerance” written on every piece of paper.
When he heard the footsteps, he looked up. Under the jump of the candle, his face was clear but blurred. The corners of his eyes and the tips of his eyebrows were arched, and he looked solemn.
The scar that coiled from the corner of his eye to the side of his ear added a bit of a stern look.
“What are you doing here?” Yu Wenhao put down his pen and said coldly.
Yuan Qingling put the food down on the table with the eight immortals pattern and walked over, “It’s time to eat.”
“No, take it away!” Yu Wenhao frowned.
She stood on a sheet of forbearance, her hands with nowhere to rest, hanging down and crossing them in front of her, “Let’s talk about it.”
“For Lord Huiding? There’s nothing to talk about. I have decided.” He said coldly.
Yuan Qingling slowly walked over and stood opposite the desk to look at him, and said sincerely, “Tolerance, it is not necessary, perhaps many things should be forbearance many times, but this forbearance also has to have a bottom line that can no longer endure, otherwise it will completely lose the temperament of being a human being. I do not care what people talk about me, I only care whether the evil is punished. “
“You don’t care? It’s okay to say it, but when the rumor is added, it is hard to bear?” He was a man who had suffered all kinds of evil words this year, and those words were heartbreaking to the mind.
“I can, I don’t care, because I have something I care about more in my heart.”
“Something that cares more?” Yu Wenhao raised his eyes to look directly at her, “What is it?”
“Faith!”
“What’s your faith?” He rose in surprise, such words were not like Yuan Qingling could say.
“The conviction of being born as a human being, not allowing evil to run rampant and ravage the world. Lord Huiding has brutalized many women, he is the representative of evil.” Yuan Qingling spoke with great benevolence and righteousness, but these words were not for Yu Wenhao but for him to relay to Emperor Mingyuan.
“Say something normal.” Yu Wenhao knew her and frowned.
Yuan Qingling’s eyes were cold, “Revenge, he almost defiled me and tried to kill me. I can’t ease my anger, and I can’t stand such a bitch still living in this world.”
Yu Wenhao’s expression eased a little and he said, “Even if you do as my words, he will not be able to survive for long. I had informed Leng Jingyan, and he will make some hints to Emperor Mingyuan at the appropriate time.”
“No, there is no need to hint, since Emperor Mingyuan has appointed you as the Capital Mayor, he must want you to do something effectively, if you don’t say something and just let Leng Jingyan hint, Emperor Mingyuan will think that you are too timid to take on this job.”
Yu Wenhao stared at her, “Who taught you to say these words?”
“It is my inner words.”
“Impossible, you are not that shrewd in your mind.”
“It is a personal attack and you should be a kind guy.” Yuan Qingling said.
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