Yu Wenhao tried his best to sweep the floor. It seemed simple, but it turned out that he should pay a lot attention to it
For example, it was best to sweep the fallen leaves into a large pile. If there was too much, they would not be easy to be blown away by the wind. If they were divided into many pieces, the wind would be blown away when it was bigger.
It was not too difficult to sweep around, so he felt much better.
"Your Highness, be careful in the reception room. There's a hornet's nest on the tree and it'll burn at night. Don't disturb it. It's dangerous." Servant Chang reminded him.
"A hornet's nest?" Yu Wenhao narrowed his eyes and felt a dull pain in the place where his chest was bitten. It was time for Yuan Qingling to sweep it.
"That's right. These hornets are so powerful that they don't dare burn in the daytime. The retired emperor doesn't want to close the doors and windows, so he has to burn them at night." Servant Chang said.
"Yes, I know." Yu Wenhao said.
Servant Chang ignored him and entered the room to serve the retired emperor.
Yu Wenhao's plan came to mind and he said to Tang Yang, "Go invite the princess here and tell her that I'm willing to exchange with her."
Tang Yang said, "Your Highness, there are many people entering and exiting the royal workroom. I'm afraid it's not appropriate for you to go take a look?"
Yu Wenhao smiled and said, "Don't worry. Gu Si is over there. Ask him to keep an eye on me. If anyone comes, I'll hide first."
Tang Yang left.
Hearing that Yu Wenhao was willing to exchange with her, Yuan Qingling thought to herself, "This person is not too bad, in case I lose face. Well, thank you for your kindness."
She returned to Heaven and Qinkun Palace with the broom and saw that he had already swept through the front courtyard. His speed was extremely fast.
Yu Wenhao walked over and said, "Don't say that I don't understand you. This broom is very heavy and you don't have the strength to clean it, so I'll help you sweep the courtyard first. You can sweep the reception room and the side garden."
Yuan Qingling said gratefully, "Thank you, Your Highness."
Yu Wenhao pointed to the reception room. "Go ahead and sweep over there."
Yuan Qingling pointed at the messy leaves on the ground. "Then these..."
"All right, I'll clean it up for you later."
"Thank you!" Yuan Qingling cupped her hands and smiled. She took the broom and turned to the reception room.
Yu Wenhao picked up a small stone and sneaked around the wall. When he heard the sound of Yuan Qingling sweeping the floor, he showed a ferocious smile.
He had said that ten years was not too late for a gentleman to take revenge.
The stone in his hand flew out of his hand and drew a beautiful arc in the air, hitting the hornet's nest of the big locust tree.
The huge hornet's nest was suddenly broken which was like a boiling pot. After sizzling for a while, it heard a muffled sound.
Yuan Qingling raised her head in surprise and saw that the light in front of her was blocked. She took a closer look and saw a group of hornets.
"Ah..." She screamed, "Go away!"
Hearing the scream, Yu Wenhao felt so happy that his heart was about to burst out of the spring water. He proudly raised the broom and was about to go to the royal workroom when he heard a buzzing sound behind him. When he turned around, everything went black and all the hornets flew toward him.
When he felt the pain and waved the broom, he had been bitten several times. He had not recovered yet, so he could not wave the broom too hard. He could only turn around and run.
Your Highness, quickly squat down and cover your head. You can't run away. Tang Yang noticed it and immediately shouted at Yu Wenhao.
Yu Wenhao squatted down with his head in his arms. Tang Yang arrived quickly and took off his coat to cover Yu Wenhao's head. He picked up the broom with one hand and waved it in the air. The imperial palace servants who heard the news also lit torches. After a while, they finally drove the bees away.
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