Novel Square
Chapter 104 What Is Dependence
Chapter 104 What Is Dependence
Yuan Qingping went back home, and before she left, she hugged Yuan Qingling and said softly, “Thank
you. My sister”
The call of sister softened Yuan Qingling’s heart.
She deliberated for a long time and felt that she could not agree with what Yu Wenhao had said.
“Is Yu Wenhao in the Prince Yu’s residence?” She asked the nurse.
“Yes, in the schoolroom.”
“I’ll go over to him.” Yuan Qingling straightened her dress and went out.
The dusk was sinking, and the courtyard felt quiet and soft as it was tinted with a layer of twilight.
Today’s robbery has given Yuan Qingling a sense of truly living in the times she lives in, rather than
simply living.
When she came to the room, just as the maid brought the meal to the door, Yuan Qingling said softly,
“I’ll do it!”
The servant girl bent over, “Yes!”
Yuan Qingling went in with the meal, and two candles were lit in the room, swaying in the wind but dull.
He was practicing his calligraphy at his desk, and there were many scraps of paper on the floor, so
Yuan Qingling stepped over and saw the word “tolerance” written on every piece of paper.
When he heard the footsteps, he looked up. Under the jump of the candle, his face was clear but
blurred. The corners of his eyes and the tips of his eyebrows were arched, and he looked solemn.
The scar that coiled from the corner of his eye to the side of his ear added a bit of a stern look.
“What are you doing here?” Yu Wenhao put down his pen and said coldly.
Yuan Qingling put the food down on the table with the eight immortals pattern and walked over, “It’s
time to eat.”
“No, take it away!” Yu Wenhao frowned.
She stood on a sheet of forbearance, her hands with nowhere to rest, hanging down and crossing them
in front of her, “Let’s talk about it.”
“For Lord Huiding? There’s nothing to talk about. I have decided.” He said coldly.
Yuan Qingling slowly walked over and stood opposite the desk to look at him, and said sincerely,
“Tolerance, it is not necessary, perhaps many things should be forbearance many times, but this
forbearance also has to have a bottom line that can no longer endure, otherwise it will completely lose
the temperament of being a human being. I do not care what people talk about me, I only care whether
the evil is punished. “
“You don’t care? It’s okay to say it, but when the rumor is added, it is hard to bear?” He was a man who
had suffered all kinds of evil words this year, and those words were heartbreaking to the mind.
“I can, I don’t care, because I have something I care about more in my heart.”
“Something that cares more?” Yu Wenhao raised his eyes to look directly at her, “What is it?”
“Faith!”
“What’s your faith?” He rose in surprise, such words were not like Yuan Qingling could say.Content is © by NôvelDrama.Org.
“The conviction of being born as a human being, not allowing evil to run rampant and ravage the world.
Lord Huiding has brutalized many women, he is the representative of evil.” Yuan Qingling spoke with
great benevolence and righteousness, but these words were not for Yu Wenhao but for him to relay to
Emperor Mingyuan.
“Say something normal.” Yu Wenhao knew her and frowned.
Yuan Qingling’s eyes were cold, “Revenge, he almost defiled me and tried to kill me. I can’t ease my
anger, and I can’t stand such a bitch still living in this world.”
Yu Wenhao’s expression eased a little and he said, “Even if you do as my words, he will not be able to
survive for long. I had informed Leng Jingyan, and he will make some hints to Emperor Mingyuan at the
appropriate time.”
“No, there is no need to hint, since Emperor Mingyuan has appointed you as the Capital Mayor, he
must want you to do something effectively, if you don’t say something and just let Leng Jingyan hint,
Emperor Mingyuan will think that you are too timid to take on this job.”
Yu Wenhao stared at her, “Who taught you to say these words?”
“It is my inner words.”
“Impossible, you are not that shrewd in your mind.”
“It is a personal attack and you should be a kind guy.” Yuan Qingling said.
Yu Wenhao reached out with one hand, wanting to pat her head out of habit, but remembering that she
had an injury on the back of her head, his hand landed raw on her shoulder, “Eat!”
Yuan Qingling said, “You have to promise me first.”
“Cut the crap and eat!” He took her wrist with one hand and yanked it over, “Have some with me.”
“I’ve eaten it and had soup also.”
“Then serve my meal.”
“As you command!” Yuan Qingling rolled her eyes.
He looked like he was starving, a meal, winding up and eating all without a grain of rice left.
“So hungry, huh? Should I ask someone to make you some more?” She remembered that he ate in
moderation, but he was so hungry that he ate like this.
“No need, serve my dress, I want to go into the imperial palace to visit Emperor Mingyuan.”
Yuan Qingling jumped up and replied joyfully, “Yes!”
The two of them went back to Wuthering Heights, Yuan Qingling opened the wardrobe, saw the clothes
folded neatly, turned back to him, and asked, “Which one do you want to wear?”
“The official uniform!” He said in a bad-natured manner.
“Oh!” She closed the wardrobe and went to the hanger to get the official uniform he had taken off on his
return today, reaching out to touch the exquisite embroidery which was a symbol of power.
The purple robe girdled the waist, and the golden jade belt separated the top and bottom in perfect
proportion.
With the official hat on, it was as if the man’s sharpness had been restrained and he was like a reliable
man.
It was Yuan Qingling’s first time serving him, and although the work of serving someone was tedious,
she was happy to do it today.
Her words could not help but be frivolous, “You are good-looking.”
“Get lost!” He glared at her.
“Yes, in a moment.” She said curtly, not to offend him.
Yu Wenhao’s eyebrows were tinted with a smirk, and he just glanced at Yuan Qingling obliquely.
Yuan Qingling’s heartbeat, and looked at him in a daze.
“ Are you crazy?” He didn’t need her to wait for him to change his boots either and sat down to put
them on himself.
Yuan Qingling came back to her senses, “No, I was thinking about how I could make your scars fade a
bit.”
“No, I am not a pussy.” Yu Wenhao stood up and was half a head taller than her. She felt that she
should be about 165 CM, based on a head of twenty-two CM, he should be about 185 CM, no more
than 187 CM.
“The height difference is obvious, and there are no high heels, so I am looked short when walking with
him.”
“Oh, go hell height calculation!”
After seeing Yu Wenhao out, Yuan Qingling slowly paced back to her room. She thought about
following her into the imperial palace, but at this time she should be extremely scared, panicked and
wounded, and had to recuperate in the mansion so that she would be pitiful enough.
But her mind could not be stilled either, remembering the moment when her heart had pounded, as if
an electric current had run from her toes to her brain and then spread to all her limbs.
It was illogical.
Yu Wenhao is scum, he uses foul language at every turn, and his tone is never kind. One cannot be
completely impressed with him, or even, past enmity, just because of occasional kindness.
The fact is, your emotion can’t be so cheap, and a person’s heart can’t be given freely.
She must be suffering from Stockholm syndrome, the most obvious symptom of this condition is to
develop a sense of dependence and trust in those who have hurt her.
This is a disease that needs to be treated early.
And the cure is to develop a positive mindset and not give in to reality so easily. Understanding the
perpetrator’s weaknesses waiting for the opportunity to launch a self-defensive counterattack, and
creating a system that limits the perpetrator’s evil deeds.
After some majesty, she immediately softened up again that she didn’t want to fight him at all. What
should do then?