If seeing the sweet love between Man'er and King Shun made her feel a little bit of envy today, it was gone now. Lao Wu also held her at the top of his heart, that was enough.

After the hangover soup was cooked and served, Yuan Qingling helped him up and said softly: "Here, have a bowl of soup."

Nowadays, grandma prescribes the hangover soup in the house. It helps to sober up and protect the liver and stomach, with special emphasis on protecting the liver. She said that my uncle has a lot of social activities nowadays and sleeping late is harmful to the liver, so he prescribed the prescription for the house to prepare at any time.

Yu Wenhao felt uncomfortable when he was drunk, and his stomach had long been bad. Although he was groggy now, when he heard Yuan Qingling talking about drinking soup, he still reluctantly opened his eyes and drank it in one go with her hand.

Come down.

The soup was warm. After drinking it, my stomach felt comfortable and I felt more energetic. Qiluo prepared an extra bowl and asked if he wanted to drink more. If he wanted to drink it, it was brought to him.

Half an hour after the soup was finished, he went to the Ruyi Room two or three times to get rid of the alcohol smell and became more than half sober.

Seeing the food prepared for him in the room, he couldn't help but feel guilty. He held Yuan Qingling's hand and said, "I'm sorry, I promised to come back and have dinner with you, but I broke my promise."

Yuan Qingling wiped his face with hot water again, making his forehead and hair moist. The drunken confusion disappeared, and with a bit of freshness after a hangover, he looked at her quietly like a busy little mother.

, he held her in one hand and came over to sit down in front of her, "Old Yuan."

Seeing this, Qiluo hurriedly ran out with a blushing face.

Yuan Qingling stretched out her hand to rub his brow bone and asked with a smile: "Do you feel better?"

Yu Wenhao pressed a mark on her cheek, and the smell of alcohol faded away, "I feel much better. Grandma's hangover soup is indeed effective."

"That's good, do you want to drink another bowl?" Yuan Qingling asked.

Yu Wenhao shook his head, "I won't drink anymore. I'm a little hungry, so I drank without eating tonight."

He let her go, stood up, walked over to the table, sat down, and said in surprise: "There are so many delicious foods? Have you eaten yet?"

"I haven't eaten yet. I'm waiting for you!" Yuan Qingling sat over and felt a little pity, "It's all cold."

"Ask someone to heat it up, it's still edible." Yu Wenhao touched his belly, but he was hungry.

Yuan Qingling said with a smile: "You don't have to ask anyone to heat it up. They are all fried. You can eat them by grilling them on the charcoal stove."

As she spoke, she got busy. She had already prepared everything and just put it on. She asked, "I heard from Xu Yi that they had a quarrel today? What's going on?"

Yu Wenhao made a sound, and went over to work with her, "It's not a big deal, there are always disagreements. The newly promoted people are all young people, and they have different opinions from the old ministers. The affairs in southern Xinjiang have never been unified."

Isn’t this going to cause a commotion? In order to dissuade it, we can only talk over the wine table.”

"Is the negotiation done? Is it effective?"

Yu Wenhao put his arm around her shoulders and said, "We still express our opinions, but there is no problem in talking about it. We will still work together in the future. They just deal with the matter and the person, so there is no big problem."
Chapter completed!