Your Highness's Beloved Medical-skilled Princess

Chapter 37 Stay out of It

Xu Yi watched as Yuan Qing walked away angrily. Out of curiosity, he asked, "How does she annoyed

His Highness and got beaten again?"

However, Tang Yang quickly walked in. When he saw that Yu Wenhao's brows were bleeding and his

pale face had a slap mark too, he said in a deep voice, "Xu Yi, get the powder."

Xu Yi hurried over to take a look and said angrily, "How dare she hit His Highness?"

"Hurry up and get the powder!" Tang Yang pushed him.

Yu Wenhao said flatly, "Don't bother."

Tang Yang insisted, but when Xu Yi brought over the powder, Yu Wenhao said, "No need to apply the

medicine. She had applied it."

Xu Yi was really puzzled and could not help complaining, "Your Highness, she dared to hit you. Why do

you still use her medicine? She is getting more and more arrogant now."

Yu Wenhao ignored him and said to Tang Yang, "Give her some medicine. The Herbal Tea should have

worked. I heard her say that she saw the ghost just now."

"An illusion?" Tang Yang immediately understood. "The princess has misunderstood you." Content rights by NôvelDr//ama.Org.

Yu Wenhao said coldly, "What misunderstanding? Even not to wake her up, when I recover, I'll beat her

up."

Xu Yi nodded in agreement. "Yes, she deserved." "His Highness was really dignified. I'm looking

forward to it."

Tang Yang sulked. "Stay here and guard the prince. I'll be back soon."

"Okay!" Xu Yi replied.

Yuan Qing returned to the Phoenix Mansion angrily.

Lu Ya was cleaning the table. Seeing her return, she asked in surprise, "Your Highness, aren't you with

the prince?"

Yuan Qingling nodded. Everyone in the manor knew that Yu Wenhao was injured, but they didn't tell

the public how serious the injury was. They didn't even dare to tell Yu Wenhao's mother, Queen Xian.

The Emperor had ordered not to spread any news to the imperial palace. However, for some reason,

the Retired Emperor knew about it.

Princess, you... Lu Ya saw that she did not look well and remembered her violent look before. She

trembled unconsciously and said, "I'll go out and pour you a glass of water."

"Thank you!" Yuan Qingling said...

Lu Ya was stunned for a moment, then hesitantly walked out and couldn't help thinking: "Did she say

thank again?"

Tang Yang arrived as soon as Lu Ya left.

Seeing him come in, Yuan Qingling said coldly, "What's wrong? Does he want you to convey his

anger? There's no need!"

Tang Yang shook his head slightly and took out a white porcelain bottle engraved with lotus flowers

from his sleeve pocket. "These medicines were sent by His Highness for Your Highness."

"Medicine?" Taking the exquisite porcelain bottle over, Yuan Qingling opened the lid and poured out a

small vermillion elixir.

"If Your Highness sees illusions... such as seeing a ghost, take one pill immediately and will be fine.

Tang Yang said.

"I'm fine. How could I see the illusion..." She suddenly stopped speaking and looked at the bottle in

shock. Did he think that she had an illusion after she took the Violet God Pill like the servant who stole

things?

She seemed to have shouted that “go to hell".

"Did he hit me because he thought I saw an illusion?" Yuan Qingling stood up and asked.

Tang Yang nodded. "Yes, with the prince's condition, this slap should have exhausted all of his

strength. The wound on his brow is bleeding."

Tang Yang's words didn't contain any blame, but there was a hint of meaning in the way he looked at

Yuan Qingling.

Yuan Qingling stood up and said, "Let's go to check his wound."

"Your Highness, please take the pill first." Tang Yang said.

Yuan Qing asked Tang Yang, "Can this medicine detoxify the Herbal Tea?"

Tang Yang hesitated for a moment. "It can alleviate that at least."

"How can we completely detoxify it?"

Tang Yang shook his head. "I'm afraid it'll take some time."

Yuan Qingling took a pill and said, "Okay, let's go."

Along the way, she felt her lungs stretch and her breathing became much smoother.

It seemed that the pill was to expand the lungs.

If the lungs expanded and the breathing was smooth, the brain would not have hallucinations due to

oxygen lack.

But she had no idea that who made the Violet God Pill and antidote.

When they arrived at the Wuthering Heights again, Tang Yang and Xu Yi followed Yuan Qingling in, as

if they were very wary of her. How dare she hit the prince? She was really short but bold.

When Yu Wenhao saw her, his expression remained indifferent and he said nothing.

However, Yuan Qingling felt a little guilty when she saw the blood seeping out of his wound. She could

not say a word of apology, but just sat silently by the bed to treat his wound.

"Isn't it painful to sit like this?" Yu Wenhao's voice startled Yuan Qingling.

She looked at him, and he also looked at her with complicated emotions.

"It doesn't hurt too much!" Yuan Qingling said indifferently.

"I'm sorry!" He suddenly said.

The corners of Yuan Qingling's mouth twitched.

She didn't want to reconcile. It would be safe to separate them by a wall.

Therefore, she should seriously tell him that it was useless to apologize.

"Forget it, it's all over." But what she said was such a weak compromise that even Yuan Qingling

looked down on herself.

A smile gradually appeared in Yu Wenhao's eyes.

Yuan Qingling glared at him hatefully. He actually revealed a shameless expression. "I've apologized."

Yuan Qingling pressed down hard on the wound which made him painful and grimace in anger.

"I'm not good at it. I didn't mean it." Yuan Qingling said...

Xu Yi could not stand it anymore. "Your Highness, please be gentle."

"You do it!" Yuan Qingling glanced at him and immediately retreated.

Xu Yi looked around and shrank his neck. "This... Your Highness, forgive me."

He didn't know how to deal with the wound. It was like a centipede, and his hands were thicker and

stronger.

Yu Wenhao glanced at Xu Yi and Tang Yang and said, "All right, you can go out. The princess will stay

up at night."

"Yes!" Tang Yang and Xu Yi went out as Yu Wenhao said.

Yuan Qingling scrubbed at his face and then slid to the soft cushion beside the bed. "They are quite

protective of you."

"I'm the one who gave them the Shared Money."

Yuan Qingling nodded. Indeed, the workers were all protecting their boss.

As the boss' wife, the employees naturally didn't care about her.

"In less than three days, everyone will know that you cured my grandfather. Be careful." Yu Wenhao

said.

Yuan Qingling rested her chin on the bed. "It's Prince Wenjun, isn't it?"

Yu Wenhao's expression changed. "Who told you that?"

"I guessed it!" Yuan Qingling remembered the day when Prince Wenjun entered the Qinkun Palace. He

looked at her in a little strange way. Moreover, he looked relaxed and high-spirited, so she felt that

Prince Wenjun was very suspicious.

Yu Wenhao said coldly, "Don't think yourself clever and bring disaster to yourself. You can just say this

in front of me, but don't mention it outside, especially in the palace."

"I wouldn't of course." Yuan Qingling smiled indifferent. "In fact, what does this have to do with me? I'd

better stay out of it."

Yu Wenhao stared at her. "Stay out of it? I'm afraid you can't."