Your Highness's Beloved Medical-skilled Princess

Chapter 26 The Medicine He Gave

Yu Wenhao was shocked hearing she said she didn’t want to die as his wife.

It was ridiculous. It was she who had played all the tricks in order to marry him.

"Wake up and make it clear!" Yu Wenhao felt unknown anger surging inside him. He held her face and

patted it.

Nurse Xi got mad. She stood up and pulled Yuan Qingling behind her. “How could you be so cold-

blood? Your Highness, I can’t believe you’re so malicious now. You’re a couple, and even if she’s a

stranger, you can’t do that to her. Don’t you feel guilty at all?”

Yu Wenhao glanced at Yuan Qingling. Her face already turned pale in fear, and her eyes full of tears.

She was forcing herself not to cry out, seeming so stubborn and tough.

He somehow couldn’t face her toughness, so he turned around and walked out.

Standing under the locust tree outside the side hall, he watched the yellow leaves drifting. He had

never had the feeling before.

“Wenhao!” Chu Mingcui called him from behind.

Yu Wenhao composed himself and turned to look at her.

She was standing in front of the porch, with a long dress train dragged behind. She had a noble vibe,

like a heavenly fairy.

Her beauty was like no other in this world.

They were childhood sweethearts, but now she was another man’s wife. Upon thinking of that, Yu

Wenhao’s heart ached.

Chu Mingcui saw his reaction and felt satisfied.

He still couldn’t get over her.

She raised her face and said with relief, “His Majesty is much better now. And your father has changed

his attitude towards you. I feel so happy for you.”

Yu Wenhao didn’t respond.

After a long while, Chu Mingcui suddenly said in a sad tone, “How are you doing?”

Yu Wenhao looked down. “Not bad. I’m still alive anyway.”

Chu Mingcui put on a miserable smile. “Yeah, you’re right. We’re still alive. That’s enough. Now I just

hope that what I fear won’t happen.”

Yu Wenhao looked up at her. “What is it?”

Chu Mingcui's eyelashes trembled slightly. She whispered with tears in her eyes, "I'm afraid that one

day, you and he will have a vicious against each other for the throne."

Yu Wenhao was silent for a long while, then he slowly shook his head. "No, it won’t happen. I’ve never

changed my mind, and you don't need to be worried. I’ll keep my promise to you." © NôvelDrama.Org - All rights reserved.

Staring at his handsome face, Chu Mingcui sighed, "You know, I always wished it was you." Once she

finished, her eyelashes moved fast. She felt like crying. After She made him see that, she slowly turned

around and walked away.

He freeze there still, but he wasn’t thinking about Chu Mingcui's sad glance at him.

Instead, it was Yuan Qingling's miserable and resolute face that kept coming up in his mind.

Nurse Xi came out with water. She stood behind him for a while and then said in a low voice, "Your

Highness, please get in now. Everything will come clear."

Yu Wenhao slightly nodded and turned to walk into the room. He did have a lot to ask Yuan Qingling.

Yuan Qingling was still lying on her bed with her face down. Her clothes just lightly shrouded her back

under the silk quilt. She laid her cheek on the pillow, and her face looked so pale.

Seeing Yu Wenhao coming in, she slowly closed her eyes, and there was a faint bruise under her tired

eyes. The shadow of her eyelashes cast down, making her look fragile and worn out.

Yu Wenhao had calmed down a lot. He pulled a chair and sat in front of the bed. "We need to talk

about it."

Yuan Qingling didn't bother to open her eyes, and only said in a flat voice, "As long as you don’t use

violence, I’m willing to talk anytime."

She sounded at ease.

Yu Wenhao squinted his eyes, looking at the wounds all over her body. He felt her calmness somewhat

ironic.

Yuan Qingling slowly opened her eyes to stare at him. "Don’t overthink about it. I mean what I said.

Your Highness, I’m more than glad that you want to talk. I'm not a masochist, and I don’t need you to

beat me to be cooperative."

Yu Wenhao's slender feet pressed against the edge of the bed, and he leaned a little backward. He still

had a cold face. Actually, he rejected Yuan Qingling on every way, physically and mentally.

But Yuan Qingling's words just now had undoubtedly reduced his aversion.

“What medicine did you give to my grandfather?”

"First-aid medicine, used for myocardial infarction, heart failure, and breathing difficulties," Yuan

Qingling said.

“Who gave you that?”

“No one. It’s mine.”

Yu Wenhao was displeased. “Well, it seems you don’t want to tell me the truth.”

“That’s only because you think I’m a liar.”

Yu Wenhao naturally didn't believe her. He wanted to figure out how she got those medicines. He

understood if a master gave her those life-saving medicines and told her to keep it a secret.

He asked again, "What kind of poison have you used on me then? How did it make me unconscious? I

couldn't move either."

"It's not a poison. It's an anesthetic, and it's used for surgery. It has the same effect as the Herbal Tea."

Yu Wenhao said coldly, "The Herbal Tea is poisonous."

Yuan Qingling looked at him. "And you poisoned me."

Yu Wenhao didn't argue, which implied that she was right.

Yuan Qingling said, "Fine, whether it’s poison or magical medicine, I don't care now. If you really hate

me, just kill me, but as long as I’m still alive, please stop making things difficult for me, at least not

when I’m treating His Majesty. Please give me a break, Your Highness.

I’ll give you an explanation for what has happened as soon as I can leave the imperial palace."

Yu Wenhao said coldly, "If anything bad happens to my grandfather, you’ll take all the blame."

Yuan Qingling retorted, “What if His Majesty recovers? Will the credit go to me as well?”

Yu Wenhao squinted his eyes and leaned over to look at her. His cold eyes flashed a light in front of

her. “Sure, I know how to tell right from wrong.”

He then stood up, pulled the chair back, and threw a pill on the table. "Tell Nurse Xi to help you take it."

After that, he turned and went out.

Yuan Qingling was slightly surprised by his answer. She seriously doubt if he knew how to tell right

from wrong.

She wasn’t sure whether he would let her have the credit, but she was certain that he held grudges

against her. The original owner of this body had framed him. He never stopped taking revenge. He had

made Yuan Qingling suffer every day.

Yuan Qingling was extremely tired and fell asleep groggy.

She didn't know how long she had slept, but when she woke up, she saw Nurse Xi sitting at the edge of

the bed.

Seeing her waking up, Nurse Xi stretched out and felt her forehead, then said, "The fever is gone."

Yuan Qingling felt better. She said in a hoarse voice, "Thank you so much for taking care of me."

“It’s my honor.” Nurse Xi was expressionless. She stood up and poured a glass of water, then walked

over with the pill Yu Wenhao left. “Here, take the pill.”

"What is it?" Yuan Qingling propped up and looked at the vermilion pill, which was like a Maltesers

chocolate.

“A Herbal Pill.”

“Herbal Pill?” She didn’t know what that was. She had already taken the Herbal Tea, and she wasn’t

sure if she should take the Herbal Pill.

Nurse Xi said, "It can help dissolve blood stasis and regenerate muscles. It’s very useful for your

injuries. This medicine is worth a fortune. And each prince only has one, and one is enough to save a

life.

"Wow, it’s amazing. What is it made from?" Yuan Qingling was very interested in drugs, so she reached

out and took the Herbal Pill to smell it. There was a strong smell of Panax notoginseng. She wondered

whether that was the main ingredient.

"I don't know. I only know it's extremely precious. His Highness..." Nurse Xi said and looked at her. "His

Highness was once almost killed by an arrow, and he didn’t take the pill, because it’s too rare."

Yuan Qingling had mixed emotions now. This medicine was so precious, and he gave it to her. He

believed she could cure the Retired Emperor.