King Sun looked at the empty plates on the table angrily. He accidentally ate them all again. He felt a strong sense of guilt in his heart, scolding Yuan Qingling, "I told you to prepare only three dishes, why do you have to prepare so much? You are extravagant and wasteful, eroding the bones and blood of the people, you are a blood-sucking borer."

After scolding, he left with his stomach holding his stomach angrily and struggling.

Yuan Qingling was scolded for no reason, confused, and said, "Who told him to eat so much?"

It’s not that she eats the most, why is she a blood-sucking borer? Isn’t it him?

She looked at Yuwenhao, "Does your second brother have a brain problem?"

Yu Wenhao looked calm and composed, "Yes."

OK, don't be angry with people with brain problems.

His nanny came out to report: "The King of Qi and the Princess of Qi have left, so I ordered the old slave to inform you."

Yuan Qingling asked casually: "Is Princess Qi really in trouble?"

The nanny said, "The imperial doctor said that Princess Qi was just angry and was anxious and was discomfortable for a moment. When she went back to recuperate, she would be fine."

Yuan Qingling looked at Yu Wenhao, and Yu Wenhao got up and walked out, with no expression on his face.

Yuan Qingling shrugged and pretended!

She ordered the nanny to pack up some things and go back to feed Duobao. After playing with Duobao in the yard, she saw Tang Yang come in and said, "Princess, the princess said you would go to rest." "Resting? I'm not tired!" Yuan Qingling and Duobao were a little hot, and reached out to wipe the sweat on their foreheads.

"Are you not tired?" Tang Yang smiled, "The prince said that if he is not tired, please copy the Diamond Sutra a hundred times."

Yuan Qingling lowered his hand, "I feel a little tired when I say that, then I will go in and take a rest first. Please ask Lord Tang to tell the prince."

"Okay!" Tang Yang smiled quietly.

Yuan Qingling went in and lying on the bed to sleep. In fact, he was really not tired, but after taking too much medicine, people would still easily get sleepy and fell asleep in a short while.

Tang Yang returned to the study and reported to Yuwenhao, "The princess is going to rest."

"So obedient?" Yu Wenhao's eyes were not raised, and he was practicing calligraphy.

"The prince's plan is very useful, but the princess is unwilling to copy Buddhist scriptures."

"I know!" Yu Wenhao put down his pen, looked at the words he wrote, and shook his head and said, "I am upset recently, and the words I write are not as good as I can."

Tang Yang said: "The prince cared a lot about the princess."

"Now she is ordered to recover from her wounds, how dare I not obey the order?"

It's a good excuse to tug at all.

"Today's Princess Qi..." Tang Yang hesitated for a moment, looked at Yu Wenhao, wondering if it was appropriate or not.

Yuwenhao said lightly: "I don't want to ask about Princess Qi in the future. I don't want to ask about my sixth brother's family affairs."

"Yes!" Tang Yang wanted to hear this answer, which was very comforting.

When Tang Yang turned around and went out, he felt that life was extremely beautiful. Although he didn't like the princess before, he saw the princess' changes, which was actually not as bad as before.

Concubine Xian ordered someone to give some supplements to Yuan Qingling, so that Yuan Qingling could nourish her body and recover from her injuries.

Yuan Qingling was woken up in her sleep and listened to the "greetings" brought by the aunt in the palace. She was so careful that she would do things in her words and deeds, and not lose her face from the King of Chu's Mansion, let alone her face from the Prince of Chu.

Yuan Qingling will recover from his injuries in the mansion in the next few days and will not go anywhere.

King Sun came every day, and he gradually became familiar with Yuan Qingling because Yuan Qingling had a very good appetite for him, that is, he also liked delicious food.

Yuan Qingling actually doesn’t like to eat, but among the women of this era, she can eat, and she is relatively heroic.

King Sun said that women usually eat like birds feeding, and they will be full after eating a few bites. The aesthetic view of thinness as beauty makes women always lose their meal.

Today, Yuan Qingling ordered the imperial chef to prepare a few dishes. King Sun had not arrived for a long time and had arrived early in the past. Today it was noon and he had not yet seen him.

Yuan Qingling thought that he might be tired of eating, or was determined to lose weight again, so he divided the food and let the nanny and Luya eat it.

She has also eaten a little bit too much in the past two days and has a bad appetite. She drank a bowl of porridge and walked her dog.

King Sun came in the afternoon and looked listless.

Yuan Qingling sat on the stone steps, Duobao was lying at her feet, basking in the sun warmly by one person and one dog. When Sun Wang came in, he sat on the other end of the stone steps, holding his chin, pondering, and not even saying hello.

"What's wrong?" Yuan Qingling asked, "Have you lost weight again?"

"no!"

"Hungry? Then I'll ask someone to make some for my second brother."

"I can't eat it!"

Yuan Qingling was surprised. Foodies couldn't eat? The matter was quite serious.

"What's wrong?" Yuan Qingling patted Duobao's head and asked it to go aside.

Duobao dragged his lazy body and walked away slowly.

King Sun looked at her, "Didn't Lao Wu say it? Lao Liu may be almost out of reach."

Lao Liu and Yuan Qingling only then remembered the poor King Huai and Yuwen Huai.

He and Yuwenhao were born in the same year. Yuwenhao was older than him. When he was born in Concubine Lu, he got sick two years ago. After being given the palace, he never took a step beyond the gate of his palace.

"What's the disease he...is?" Yuan Qingling asked.

"Tutorial disease!"

"Tubertracheal? Is it tuberculosis?"

"Um!"

Yuan Qingling smiled, "This tuberculosis can be cured but it won't kill anyone, why can't it work?"

King Sun glanced at her, "You can be patient, even tuberculosis can be cured, but the imperial doctor is not as capable as you."

Yuan Qingling was stunned and suddenly remembered that before the appearance of antibiotics, tuberculosis was considered a terminal illness and could only wait for death.

"Is the situation serious?" Yuan Qingling asked.

King Sun said unhappily: "The father has ordered people to prepare his funeral. When I saw that the inner mansion was ready, I also sent someone to the imperial tomb to build the tomb for my sixth brother. Now, I am afraid that it has been repaired. In the future, the sixth brother will live in the tomb, and the brothers will be a hundred miles apart."

After hearing these words, Yuan Qingling felt that it was actually quite cruel to King Huai.

Everyone is still alive, so they spend several months preparing for his funeral.

Then he has probably been living in the shadow of dying for the past few months, right?

Seeing that he looked sad, Yuan Qingling comforted him: "Don't be too sad. Sooner or later, brothers can still be reunited in the nine springs."

"..." King Sun looked at her, "Can't you spit an ivory in your mouth?"

"Everyone wants to die." Yuan Qing said quietly. She had died once.

King Sun stood up and said, "No, forget it, I... have a meal and go and instruct the imperial chef, I want to eat a lot of meat and drink wine."

"Didn't you say you can't eat it?" Yuan Qingling looked up at him.

"You have to eat even if you can't eat. As you said, people will die, but people will also have to eat. Since death is inevitable, they cannot be avoided."

Yuan Qingling couldn't help but admire that he could be associated with food in everything, but this is the nature of Chinese people, and he had to eat anything.

Born, full month, one year old, getting into college, getting married, and having a dead person, you must have to have a meal. Not only do you eat it yourself, but you also have to ask your relatives and friends to eat it together.

"What do you think of the imperial doctor?" Yuan Qingling asked.

"Imperial Doctor? At the critical moment, is it useless? My father said that it cannot be cured, and they will cut their heads one by one."

Yuan Qingling was startled, "Cut your head?"

"Everyone is helpless, what's the point of keeping it if you don't cut it?"

"The doctor is not a god. It is not said that any disease can be cured. The imperial doctor was helpless when the Emperor's illness was the first one."

"Fortunately, the Supreme Emperor had nothing to do, otherwise he would have lost a few heads."
Chapter completed!