At five o'clock in the morning, the people from the Leng Mansion sent Yu Wenhao back.

He was so drunk that he was already unconscious when he came in. Yuan Qingling had someone put him on the bed, and then asked Man'er to get hot water and wipe his face and hands.

He smelled strongly of alcohol, and people from Leng Mansion said he drank five kilograms of alcohol.

Yuan Qingling felt a sharp pain in her heart, but there was nothing she could do.

They have been together for almost two years. They have been close to each other, familiar with each other, and have experienced a lot. However, it is probably only this time that there is a real crisis.

Sitting next to him, I stroked his face with my fingertips. He had worked very hard these days, and the skin on his face was much rougher than before.

Since arriving in Jingzhao Mansion, he has been busy every day, going out early and returning home at night. He has almost no days to rest. He only has time to take a shower occasionally and has to be busy with other things.

He works very hard.

How uncomfortable was he feeling that made him so drunk?

After staring for a while, he slowly opened his eyes.

A trace of confusion first flashed in his eyes, and then a complex look appeared in his eyes. He held her hand and put it against his face, and asked in a hoarse voice: "Why aren't you sleeping yet?"

He stretched out his hand to pull Yuan Qingling down, held her in his arms, and pressed his chin against her ear, "Go to sleep, your eyes are all red from the sleep."

Yuan Qing Lingmao was in his arms, with her hands on his shoulders, her body so limp that she didn't have any strength at all.

Yu Wenhao seemed to have fallen asleep again, his breathing calm and orderly, but Yuan Qingling's forehead pressed against his eyes, and he could feel his eyelashes trembling.

He didn't sleep.

She felt that the relationship between husband and wife should not be so whitewashed, so she supported his chest with both hands and raised her head to look at his face, "I know everything that happened in the palace."

Yu Wenhao hummed deeply, closed his eyes, and opened them again after a moment, "Don't think wildly, what happened can't be reversed."

Yuan Qingling's eyes were moist, "Do you blame me?"

Yu Wenhao looked at her, a little stunned, "Why do you think so? How could I blame you? What did you do wrong?"

Yuan Qingling felt slightly worried, "To this day, because of me, I thought you would be separated from me."

Yu Wenhao rubbed her forehead, his voice was hoarse, and there was still a strong smell of alcohol in his mouth, "Never, this matter has nothing to do with you, you are the most innocent, if it is really wrong, it was because of my recklessness, no

It’s time to burn down the Su family... But can the Su family tolerate it blindly? Old Yuan is not wrong, but his stance is different. The heart of the mother-in-law is in the Su family. She has never thought about her family, country and the world. She has today,

It is my own fault. Although I, as a son, feel very sad, I actually have no choice. If I let it go, what is the difference between indulging in it? In order to seek political power in his position, I must do this to quell the rumors outside, so that I can marry him at this age.

There is not so much criticism.”

These words were used by Yu Wenhao to convince himself, and now they are also used to comfort Yuan Qingling.

Yuan Qingling knew that no matter how good the truth was, it didn't mean that he didn't feel uncomfortable in his heart.

"As for the rest, my father can do whatever he wants. Before I left the palace, I asked my father to depose the prince." Yu Wenhao closed his eyes tiredly. He drank a little too much wine and his head was dizzy.

There was also a throbbing pain in my temples.
Chapter completed!