Your Highness's Beloved Medical-skilled Princess

Chapter 128 What had he done?

Yuan Qingling was nervous with her eyes winking. She tried to look at him but dared not. She hurried to

avoid his eyes like a frightened bird after taking a glance at him.

His lips were approaching with warm breath which sent shivers up and down her spine and made her

close her eyes.

“How about staying here tonight?” he whispered gently in her ear with repressed desire.

Yuan Qingling shivered and became sober suddenly. Then she opened her eyes and pushed him

away. She stood up nervously and blurted out, “I... I’m going back to my room. I’ll think about cos my

mind is all messed up.”

After saying that, she turned around and ran away without taking a look at him.

In one breath, she ran far, far away, panting. She bent her hands against her knees, breathing heavily

with her heart beating more wildly.

What’s going on? They used to be at each other’s throats.

He liked her? No way. The other day he was gritting his teeth and trying to kill her.

How could he like her? That was totally unreasonable and illogical.

He must be up to something!

But what exactly did he want from her? Money? None! Status? He had a higher status than her!

Power? She hardly had it!

What did she have for him to covet?

“Your Grace, are you all right?” She heard Tang Yang asking behind her.

Startled, Yuan Qingling straightened up and looked back at him. Dressed in white, he was unspeakably

handsome and elegant.

“Tang Yang, are you going to scare me to death?” Yuan Qingling put her palm on her chest.

“Forgive me, Your Grace!” Tang Yang smiled. “But you are always calm. What’s the matter now?”

Yuan Qingling was too embarrassed to talk with Tang Yang about it. She wore a wry smile and said, “I

was just walking in the yard thinking about something since I have eaten too much. You scared me by

popping up.”

“I see. I wonder what you are thinking about. Is it tricky? May I do you a favor? There’s nothing I don’t

know!” Tang Yang added pompously and looked at Yuan Qingling confidently.

Yuan Qingling looked at him and hesitated for a while. She was full of thoughts and found no one to tell

but Tang Yang was Yu Wenhao’s confidant so it was not appropriate to tell him. Hence, she said, “It’s

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Tang Yang couldn’t help but smile as Yuan Qingling looked eager to get away. He felt that she was

distracted.

Well, that’s fair now. The prince should not be the only one who was distracted.

When he got to Wuthering Heights, he saw Yuan Qingling opened the door and dashed out of Prince

Hao ’s bedroom while Prince Hao was standing there at lost.

He had never seen Prince Hao like that.

***

Yu Wenhao lay in bed, unable to sleep for a long time.

He thought of what happened in the garden with anxiety and delirium in the daytime at the government

office.

However, he calmed down as Yuan Qingling refused his invitation and began to think about what he did

to her compulsively today.

Since when did he start to take an interest in her? He used to hate that woman so much that he

wouldn’t have the desire to have the first sex with her if he didn’t seek medicine for help. Even in that

way, he was doing that thing with hate and detest.

But now, whenever he saw her, his whole body was as hot as fire with his desire rising from his lower

abdomen to his forehead. He was totally insane.

He recalled every detail after their first night: she entered the imperial palace and saved grandpa. He

was assassinated and she saved him from death.

She insisted on treating his injury and taking care of his private part without hesitation... God, he should

stop thinking about that part. His desire exploded all of a sudden.

He struck a blow on the bed.

Hearing the loud noise, Qi Luo hurried in and asked, “Your Grace, what’s going on?”

Yu Wenhao looked at Qi Luo’s confused face. Her red lips slightly curled and her eyes were panicked.

He sat up slowly and said, “Qi Luo, come here!”

“At your command, Your Grace” Qi Luo came forward and bent down.

Looking at her face, Yu Wenhao reached out slowly and pinched her.

“Your Grace!” Qi Luo was stunned.

“You may go.” Yu Wenhao raised his hand.

Why didn’t Qi Luo’s face which was as young and fair as Yuan Qingling’s bring him the same wonderful

feeling?

“Your Grace, would you like me to light the sleeping aramis?” Qi Luo turned around confusedly.

“Go ahead!” He must stop thinking about Qingling or he would go mad.

The refreshing fragrance came slowly. Yu Wenhao did some abdominal respiration quietly and then felt

sleepy.

He saw with his sleepy eyes that Yuan Qingling crept in and sat by the bed.

He looked at her with his whole body tensing. She was going to stay here?

“I can’t sleep. Why don’t you take a walk with me?” Yuan Qingling said softly.

Looking at her excited and troubled eyes, Yu Wenhao got up slowly with his heart being soft and

painful.

He took her by the hand and went out.

There was no sound except the chirping of insects and frogs outside.

It was evening. It’s dark everywhere except a horn-like light with dim light.

They sat in the shade of willows by the lake, watching the night wind sweeping over the slightly

wrinkled surface of the lake.

“Why did you run away tonight?” he asked softly, “Don’t you like me at all?”

“Of course not. I like you.” Her head rested on his shoulder.

“Then why did you run away?” His lips brushed her cheek.

Yuan Qingling stood up slowly face to face with him. She half knelt down and then pulled out her hair-

clasp. Her long hair scattered which was blown by the night wind. She gazed adorably at him with her

eyes as bright as silk.

Her hand brushed his shoulder gently.

His breath came fast.

“I’ve made up my mind,” she said in a hoarse voice with her eyes bewitching.

She took off her clothes slowly and then she reached out her hands and looked into his obsessed eyes.

Yu Wenhao suddenly pulled her down and pressed her in his arms.

He took off his clothes and spread them on the floor and then placed her gently on them like treasure.

Her skin, as fair as snow in the moonlight, sucked him in like a great whirlpool.

He pressed down on her with affection and cherishing. It was a quiet night while there were a thousand

turbulent rolling waves in him.

It was the ultimate pleasure which was unleashed like a thousand flowers in full bloom.

“Your Grace, Your Grace...”

Xu Yi shouted anxiously by the bed. He came to tell Yu Wenhao that he had finished copying book of

manners but Qi Luo said he was asleep. However, he heard a weird noise from the prince’s room when

he was going to leave.

He immediately opened the door and came in and saw that Yu Wenhao was hugging his quilt with

strange noises coming out of his mouth.

Yu Wenhao opened his eyes suddenly and then every wonderful thing fell apart. What he saw was just

Xu Yi’s nervous and silly face.

He punched him in the face without hesitation.

Xu Yi disturbed his sweet dream and he wanted to cut him into pieces!

Xu Yi covered his bruised eye and screamed silently. What had he done?