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Chapter 17 Ready to Take His Anger

After the fourth son of Emperor Mingyuan, Yu Wen’an, and his wife walked in, it would soon be their

turn.

Yuan Qingling took a deep breath and tried to stay calm and ignore all her physical pain.

It was about the life of a man. She had to take it seriously.

Eunuch Chang said, “Prince Wenhao, Princess Qingling, please.”

Yuan Qingling got up with Yu Wenhao. He walked at the front, lifted the curtain, and went inside.

He knelt by the bed, and she knelt behind him. She quickly took out the box. It became bigger right

after it touched the ground. She had no time to think about why. She quickly took out the anesthetic

injection syringe.

Yu Wenhao was immersed in grief and didn't notice what she was doing. He choked with sobs,

"Grandfather..."

She held his hand. He turned his head subconsciously, hatred filling his eyes. She immediately injected

the anesthetic into the inner side of his arm.

He was startled, and his eyes were radiating with fury. She let him go and looked at him, muttering,

"Grandfather, I’m your granddaughter-in-law..."

At the same time, she was counting in her mind. “One Mississippi, two Mississippi, three Mississippi...”

Yu Wenhao's body softened, eyes widened.

She was shocked. Ketamine could quickly put people into an anesthesia state. He couldn't move but Exclusive content © by Nô(v)el/Dr/ama.Org.

he was managing to stay conscious.

The Retired Emperor also noticed something wasn’t right. His dull eyes slowly focused on her.

Yuan Qingling continued to talk to the Retired Emperor, then she took out her homemade syringe and

the diluted dopamine with glucose water. She rolled up his sleeve, found his vein, then leaned over and

whispered, "Please don’t be afraid. I’m trying to save you."

Seeing Yuan Qingling piercing the Retired Emperor with a needle, Lucky barked. She was worried this

might alarm people standing outside, so she lowered her voice and said, "Do me a favor. I’m trying to

save his life. Now go out and buy me more time."

She could understand Lucky’s language, but she didn’t know if he could understand hers.

To her surprise, Lucky rushed out. He jumped on the table, knocking down some stools, and even

jumped on the Queen Mother. Everyone was annoyed, but no one did anything to stop him at that

critical moment. They could only let him.

Yu Wenhao wasn’t completely unconscious. He glared at Yuan Qingling. His eyes were ablaze with

fury as if he was going to tear her into pieces.

Yuan Qingling didn't dare to meet his eyes, and her heart was in her throat. She was almost certain

that if anyone came in and saw what she was doing, it would cost her life and maybe the lives of her

whole family.

One minute, two minutes, three minutes, and four minutes passed. When the injection was about to be

done, somebody approached the curtain. Yuan Qingling said anxiously, "Grandfather, have peace, we

will, as you wish, extend the royal bloodline and give birth to noble heirs."

She then finished the injection.

She quickly put back the syringe and picked up the box. It quickly became smaller once it was picked

up, and she hid it in her sleeve.

She approached the Retired Emperor and whispered, "You’ll get better in a while. But please keep me

in the palace so that I could continue the treatment."

She ignored his reaction and lifted the curtain. Then she walked out. "His Grace is too sad to walk," she

said with a grieved tone.

Eunuch Chang hurried in and saw Yu Wenhao sitting half-knelt on the ground. He indeed seemed

sorrowful and worn out.

The Emperor saw him and sighed slightly. His eyes were much milder when he looked at Yu Wenhao,

then he let the servants get Yu Wenhao to rest in the side hall.

Yuan Qingling bent to the Queen Mother and the Emperor. As Yu Wenhao's wife, she should also leave

and take care of him.

She was ready to face his anger when he woke up.

The Retired Emperor still needed treatment, so she must stop him from telling people the secret, no

matter what it would take.

Moreover, she must take the initiative and do something first.