Your Highness's Beloved Medical-skilled Princess

Chapter 83 Throwing a Stone at One's Own Foot

Yu Wenhao tried his best to sweep the floor. It seemed simple, but it turned out that he should pay a lot

attention to it

For example, it was best to sweep the fallen leaves into a large pile. If there was too much, they would

not be easy to be blown away by the wind. If they were divided into many pieces, the wind would be

blown away when it was bigger.

It was not too difficult to sweep around, so he felt much better.

"Your Highness, be careful in the reception room. There's a hornet's nest on the tree and it'll burn at

night. Don't disturb it. It's dangerous." Servant Chang reminded him.

"A hornet's nest?" Yu Wenhao narrowed his eyes and felt a dull pain in the place where his chest was

bitten. It was time for Yuan Qingling to sweep it.

"That's right. These hornets are so powerful that they don't dare burn in the daytime. The retired

emperor doesn't want to close the doors and windows, so he has to burn them at night." Servant

Chang said.

"Yes, I know." Yu Wenhao said.

Servant Chang ignored him and entered the room to serve the retired emperor.

Yu Wenhao's plan came to mind and he said to Tang Yang, "Go invite the princess here and tell her

that I'm willing to exchange with her."

Tang Yang said, "Your Highness, there are many people entering and exiting the royal workroom. I'm

afraid it's not appropriate for you to go take a look?"

Yu Wenhao smiled and said, "Don't worry. Gu Si is over there. Ask him to keep an eye on me. If

anyone comes, I'll hide first."

Tang Yang left.

Hearing that Yu Wenhao was willing to exchange with her, Yuan Qingling thought to herself, "This

person is not too bad, in case I lose face. Well, thank you for your kindness."

She returned to Heaven and Qinkun Palace with the broom and saw that he had already swept through

the front courtyard. His speed was extremely fast.

Yu Wenhao walked over and said, "Don't say that I don't understand you. This broom is very heavy and

you don't have the strength to clean it, so I'll help you sweep the courtyard first. You can sweep the

reception room and the side garden."

Yuan Qingling said gratefully, "Thank you, Your Highness."

Yu Wenhao pointed to the reception room. "Go ahead and sweep over there."

Yuan Qingling pointed at the messy leaves on the ground. "Then these..."

"All right, I'll clean it up for you later."

"Thank you!" Yuan Qingling cupped her hands and smiled. She took the broom and turned to the

reception room.

Yu Wenhao picked up a small stone and sneaked around the wall. When he heard the sound of Yuan

Qingling sweeping the floor, he showed a ferocious smile.

He had said that ten years was not too late for a gentleman to take revenge.

The stone in his hand flew out of his hand and drew a beautiful arc in the air, hitting the hornet's nest of

the big locust tree.

The huge hornet's nest was suddenly broken which was like a boiling pot. After sizzling for a while, it

heard a muffled sound.

Yuan Qingling raised her head in surprise and saw that the light in front of her was blocked. She took a

closer look and saw a group of hornets. Content bel0ngs to Nôvel(D)r/a/ma.Org.

"Ah..." She screamed, "Go away!"

Hearing the scream, Yu Wenhao felt so happy that his heart was about to burst out of the spring water.

He proudly raised the broom and was about to go to the royal workroom when he heard a buzzing

sound behind him. When he turned around, everything went black and all the hornets flew toward him.

When he felt the pain and waved the broom, he had been bitten several times. He had not recovered

yet, so he could not wave the broom too hard. He could only turn around and run.

Your Highness, quickly squat down and cover your head. You can't run away. Tang Yang noticed it and

immediately shouted at Yu Wenhao.

Yu Wenhao squatted down with his head in his arms. Tang Yang arrived quickly and took off his coat to

cover Yu Wenhao's head. He picked up the broom with one hand and waved it in the air. The imperial

palace servants who heard the news also lit torches. After a while, they finally drove the bees away.

Hearing the sound, Yuan Qingling ran out and saw Tang Yang holding Yu Wenhao's hand. His head

and face were swollen, and his left eye was stung. His eyes were half-closed.

"Have you been stung by a bee?" Looking at his fat face, Yuan Qingling held back her smile and

pretended to be concerned.

Servant Chang heard the noise and came out of the hall. He shook his head and said, "Your Highness,

I've reminded you not to touch a hornet's nest. Why are you still stung by the bees?"

"Who knows there's a hornet's nest?" Yu Wenhao's mouth was twisted from the pain, and his lips

seemed to have been stung hard.

"Didn't I tell you everything?" Servant Chang walked over and said, "Wow, you're stung hard by the

bees. I have to call the imperial physician to cure."

Yuan Qingling looked at her coldly, and the concern on her face disappeared. He had known that there

was a bee, so he deliberately asked Tang Yang to change jobs with her, and then the bee would

definitely sting her.

"This man is so stingy and bad."

Yuan Qingling said lightly, "Calling Imperial physician is in the first place. However, His Highness, you'd

better hurry to the royal workroom. You can't delay the sweeping work."

"You vicious woman. The bees are obviously targeting you. Why did they turn into rushing to deal with

me?" He was so angry that his mouth was crooked.

"Take a rock and hit your own foot." Yuan Qingling raised the broom proudly and walked away.

He also felt strange. It was clear that the bees were coming for her. She screamed and asked them to

leave. They really flew out.

Yu Wenhao was so angry that he ground his teeth. However, Yuan Qingling had seen through his mind,

so it was not good for him to attack again. He could only take each step with the broom.

Tang Yang looked at Yu Wenhao in a daze. He really didn't know that the prince wanted the bees sting

the princess. Why would the prince do such a childish thing?

This did not match his usual temperament.

The prince must have been possessed by the devil, right?

He looked at Yuan Qingling meaningfully. "The princess must have been possessed by the devil,

right?"

Yu Wenhao came to the royal workroom. Gu Si looked at him, who looked like a fat pig, and couldn't

help laughing. "How did you end up like this? Did you poke a hornet's nest?"

"Don't mention it!" He raised the broom and tried his best to clean it. He was extremely angry. "Why

didn't Yuan Qingling sweep it?" The fallen leaves were still there.

"Let imperial physician apply some medicine first and take an antidote pill." Gu Si said.

"There's no need. It's non-toxic. I've seen it. It's an ordinary bee. It'll hurt for a while at most." As he

spoke, he tilted his mouth and took another breath. It really hurt.

Gu Si grabbed his arm and said, "In that case, let's not sweep the ground first. Let's go into the hall and

wipe the dust, shall we?"

Yu Wenhao was stunned. "Isn't it cleaning? Why did you wipe the dust?"

"His Majesty said that the royal workroom is very dusty and needs to be cleaned."

"There are people in the royal workroom every day..." Yu Wenhao stopped talking and understood that

his father did it on purpose.

He felt that it was very strange. His father did not want to talk to him before, but now he asked him to

go to the Jingzhao Department and let him go in and out of the royal workroom as if nothing had

changed like a year ago.

The more he thought about it, the more he could not see through his father's plan.

The position of the Capital Mayor was extremely important. He had never dreamed that his father

would send him there.

In truth, after hearing his second brother's words, he had thought that in the end, it might be his eldest

brother, Prince Wenjun. Most likely, his eldest brother was also determined to become the governor of

the Capital Mayor.

He put down the broom and carried the water. With a rag on his shoulder, he entered the royal

workroom under the gaze of Mu Ru.

He tried his best to lower his head, not to let his father see his swollen face.