Chapter 82: The Emperor’s Punishment

Chapter 82

Yuwen Hao gnashed his teeth, rubbing a certain part of his chest, secretly swearing that after things settled down, he would definitely take Yuan Qingling to a dark room and let a mad dog bite her a hundred times to avenge today's disgrace.

Yuan Qingling let out a breath, her whole body relaxed a lot, and her heart was not as panicky anymore. However, seeing his livid face, she really had bitten too hard just now, so she sincerely apologized, "I'm sorry, I shouldn't have bitten you."

Looking at her sincere and bright eyes, Yuwen Hao's heart fiercely slapped himself a hundred times. He couldn't be soft-hearted, this woman was not sincerely apologizing, she was pretending.

"Oh, I don't know what's wrong with me, I've become like a madman, I'm really sorry." Yuan Qingling continued to apologize, looking very dejected and regretful, "I know you really care about me, and even put on an act for me in front of my family, still remembering when I was drunk and said I wanted to go home. You are actually very good, it's me who doesn't know what's going on, always wanting to oppose you."

Yuwen Hao's face was cold, "Forget it, I'm too lazy to care about you."

Yuan Qingling gratefully said, "I knew that the Prince was a generous man. Then in front of the Empress Dowager, please speak well of me."

"What I promised you, I will never go back on my word." Yuwen Hao said with a wave of his hand.

Yuan Qingling revealed a bright smile, "Thank you, my prince."

Men are so easy to coax after all, just praise them relentlessly.

Yuwen Hao secretly felt that he had been tricked, but never mind, don't bother arguing with a woman, especially an ugly one.

After all this fuss, it didn't feel so heavy-hearted to enter the palace. Ever since he married Yuan Qingling a year ago, whenever he entered the palace, he felt very bad. The people he cared about revealed disappointment in their eyes. Over time, every time he set foot on this path, he would feel bad for no reason.

A year of torment, caused by Yuan Qingling, also ended because of Yuan Qingling. The affairs of the world were truly inexplicable.

After entering the palace, he went directly to the Hall of Heaven and Earth to pay his respects. Yuan Qingling's attitude of pleading guilty was very good. When she went in, she didn't look around, but knelt directly on the ground with her head drooping, "Grandfather, I was wrong. I shouldn't have gotten drunk and lost control that day, frightening Grandfather and causing your illness. Please forgive me this once."

"Got drunk and lost control?" A familiar and majestic voice rang out from the side.

Yuan Qingling slowly raised her head, her eyebrows white with fright. Why was the Emperor here?

"Fa...Father, you are here too!" She stammered.

"What are you still kneeling there for? Go sweep!" The Retired Emperor yelled vigorously.

The difficult husband and wife helped each other up. Over there, Mu Ru eunuch had already prepared huge brooms and placed them at the door.

Sighing at each other, and throwing each other a resentful glance, they each picked up a broom and went out.

It was autumn. Fallen leaves were drifting everywhere, in the courtyard and corridors.

"It's all your fault. Are your eyes under your feet? Didn't you see Father was there?" Yuwen Hao was still angry. A dignified prince, reduced to a sweeper, all thanks to her.

Yuan Qingling cried grievously, "Why didn't you kneel down and greet Father when you saw him? If you had said it, I would have known!"

"Grandfather was there. I had to greet Grandfather first. You didn't even greet him before immediately talking about things. Do you have a brain?" Yuwen Hao was furious.

"It's too late to say anything now. Fortunately it's just sweeping. Getting caned would be terrible. Let's sweep." Yuan Qingling was quite optimistic. In fact, she had already prepared mentally for a caning.

"I'd rather be caned. My hands are for swords, spears and blades, not brooms." Yuwen Hao said sullenly. If other princes and ministers saw this prince sweeping floors, would he have any dignity left?

"Stop blabbering. You sweep the Study, I'll sweep here. Division of labor for cooperation." Yuan Qingling really didn't want to keep listening to his endless complaints.

"Get lost!" Yuwen Hao yelled angrily.

Raising her broom, she walked out. Along the way, the palace maids giggled while covering their mouths.

Arriving at the Imperial Study, Gu Si stood outside, giving her a faint glance. "His Majesty ordered me to supervise."

Seeing his helpless expression, it seemed he had never done this kind of work before.

"Just sweeping right?" Yuan Qingling asked.

"No, you also need to dust inside." Gu Si said.

Go inside the Study? Yuan Qingling felt a headache coming on. So many people went in and out of the Study every day. If they all saw her, a princess, dusting in there, how embarrassing!