Chapter 103: All For You

Chapter 103

She was too lazy to move. If she woke him up, he would inevitably scold her again. She didn't want to explain anymore.

She closed her eyes, savoring everything in her dream. Even a small ornament in her dream was precious to her.

Why did she have to wake up?

She had read Monkey Brother's data many times before. The drugs did have an effect. Even without looking at the electroencephalogram, just by observing his daily actions, it was clear that he had become much smarter. Otherwise, he wouldn't have been able to sneak out and get hit by a car and die.

She suddenly had a crazy idea. After Monkey Brother was hit by the car and died, what if his soul also transferred and coincidentally ended up here too?

Ah, she was really letting her imagination run wild.

This guy's head was really heavy.

She turned her head to look at him closely. She only dared to scrutinize him when he was asleep. It wasn't that she was shy, but rather that he was so narcissistic. If she looked at him a few more times, he would think she had fallen in love with him.

Strictly speaking, he was very good looking.

His features were nearly perfect. If she had to nitpick, it would be that the contours of his face were too hard and cold. Even when a person like this smiled, it still gave people a feeling of coldness.

Especially when he suddenly opened his eyes, the icy glare sweeping over was like a bolt of lightning, just like now...

She was so frightened that she shuddered. "When...when did you wake up?"

Yuwen Hao's eyes were indifferent. "When you were shamelessly looking at me."

"Get up. You're pressing down on my arm and it's gone numb." Yuan Qingling guiltily patted his head.

Yuwen Hao lifted his head to let her pull back her arm. There was only one pillow on this bed and she had taken it, so he could only sleep on his arm.

He was making a fuss over her sleeping on just one of his arms?

"What were you looking at just now?" Yuwen Hao asked.

"I was just seeing how your wound has healed. Don't get the wrong idea." Yuan Qingling quickly denied it.

He didn't misunderstand. When he woke up, he saw her staring at him. That was definitely an investigative look, not a loving gaze.

"Misunderstand what? Everyone in the capital knows you're obsessed with me. Why are you in such a hurry to deny it?"

But damaging his reputation a bit to get rid of an evil person, he should understand the trade off. He was a crafty man.

So was it really for her sake?

"If the Prince didn't care about Your Highness, how could he stay by your side the entire time you were unconscious?" Qi Amah continued.

Yuan Qingling regretfully thought, "So did I wrongly blame him?"

"Your Highness did wrongly blame the Prince." Qi Amah said decisively.

Yuan Qingling put her hand on her forehead. She always messed things up.

Just when it seemed to be going well, something would happen.

Later, Yuan Qingping came to see her. Seeing her injured, Yuan Qingping's gaze was complicated.

Although the people in the residence had hidden it from her, she had figured out the gist by probing Lu Ye.

"You really didn't need to do this." Yuan Qingping said with difficulty.

"I'm fine." Yuan Qingling absentmindedly responded.

Yuan Qingping was silent for a while before asking her, "Does it hurt?"

"It hurts!" Her body had never recovered. She was always hurting somewhere.

Yuan Qingping lowered her head and started sobbing.

"What are you crying for? This is a good thing. At least you're free now." Yuan Qingling said. Even if this didn't come out, Marquis Huiding probably wouldn't dare provoke Prince Jing's residence for the time being.

Yuan Qingping wiped a tear. "What if you had died?"

Yuan Qingling smiled. "If I died, then I died. Everyone dies eventually. It's just a matter of sooner or later."

"You've been so good to me. I don't know how to repay you." Yuan Qingping lifted her head. Her flower-like face was covered in tears, but lacked the previous cold arrogance.

"Just treat me the same as before. Don't feel burdened. It wasn't all for your sake that I did this."

That was the truth. She had mainly been motivated by a moment of heroic impulse.

She didn't want to accept someone else's gratitude.