Your Highness's Beloved Medical-skilled Princess novel Chapter 73

Tang Yang's heart skipped a beat when he saw her raising the kitchen knife. Just as he was about to speak, Yu Wenhao slowly stood up and held the table with his hand. He said in a low voice, "You can leave now. My Lady is looking for me."

Gu Si looked at him and asked, "Are you sure?"

"Go ahead." Yu Wenhao said.

Gu Si nodded and said to Tang Yang, "Let's go."

Tang Yang was very worried. Gu Si had just come over and said that the princess had been brought back after she was drunk, she immediately came over with a kitchen knife. We really wasn't prepared at all.

It was very dangerous for a crazy woman to drink. However, even though the prince had not recovered from his injury, it was not a problem for him to take the knife from the princess.

Then he walked out with Gu Si.

"Close the door!" Yuan Qingling raised her kitchen knife and said coldly.

Tang Yang looked at Yu Wenhao and he said, "Listen to Your Highness, she has a weapon now. She's the best."

The door was closed, and the room was quiet. Yuan Qingling's breathing was rough and urgent, and her chest kept rising and falling.

Yu Wenhao looked at her with no anger on his face.

"You're mocking me." Yuan Qingling became even angrier after hearing what he had just said. She had a weapon, so how could she be the most powerful? She knew that even if she held a machine gun, she was still weak in front of him.

"No irony. You're drunk." Yu Wenhao tried to walk over, but his voice was very soft.

"Don't come over. Stay where you are. I feel dangerous when you come over." Yuan Qingling said angrily with a kitchen knife in her hand.

"I'm unarmed and seriously injured. It's my turn to feel dangerous." Yu Wenhao said.

Yuan Qingling tried hard to narrow her eyes, trying to create a fierce look. However, the smell of alcohol made her eyes watery.

She shook, and after running, she felt even more dizzy. In her eyes, Yu Wenhao was always shaking. She muttered, "Fuck, I have warned you not to move."

Yu Wenhao raised his hand innocently. "I didn't move."

Yuan Qingling felt that she needed to cut his head off. She was very sleepy. "Let me ask you, why did you say that I didn't agree with you marrying a second consort?"

Yu Wenhao looked at her and said, "You don't agree."

"When did I say I disagreed?" Yuan Qingling said fiercely. She raised the kitchen knife in her hand again. A piece of meat flew out from the back of the knife and stuck to her hair. She reached out her hand randomly and threw it hard on the ground. She felt that this action had the momentum to swallow mountains and rivers, so when they confronted, she became more confident.

The corner of Yu Wenhao's mouth twitched. "When we got married, you warned me not to take concubines."

"Really?" Yuan Qingling tilted her head and thought for a moment. She couldn't remember that there was no such memory in her mind.

"Don't you remember? I'll remember it with you." Yu Wenhao walked over quietly, his voice full of temptation. "Do you still remember the situation at that time? That day, I was half drunk and went back to the bridal chamber, you..."

Yuan Qingling listened in confusion and tried to open her eyes wide. When she saw his face shaking in front of her, she suddenly took a step back. "Go away. Don't come over and talk to me."

Yu Wenhao almost grasped her wrist, but the woman woke up quickly. He was a little annoyed, but he also took a step back and stared at her.

Yuan Qingling couldn't keep her feet steady. She pointed the kitchen knife at him, and her face was very red. "Retreat, continue to retreat. It's best to stand by the bed. I'm dizzy. I have to sit down to talk to you."