Classic Novel
Chapter 13 Visit the Palace
Chapter 13 Visit the Palace
It was a little box within about half the size of a fist, which was exactly the medicine box that was gone
from under her bed.
She found this so hard to believe. She wondered how it had shrunk and gotten into her sleeve pocket.
Goosebumps crawled on his numb body as she realized the terror.
The sound of footsteps was approaching from behind. She stuffed the small box back into her sleeve
pocket.
"Your Grace, please allow me to walk you out." Lv Ya held her hand. "I’ll intercede with His Highness
and visit the palace with you."
Yuan Qingling was in a state of utter confusion. She didn't hear what Lv Ya said. She just nodded and
followed her out.
They passed through the arches and went up on a corridor, and then they walked through a crooked
road before reaching the entrance of the front yard.
A carriage was already waiting at the door. Yu Wenhao didn’t sit inside. He was riding a beautiful black
horse.
He was in a violet outfit and a golden jade crown, looking as sullen as the cloudy day. Seeing her
coming, he glanced at her and said coldly, "Ready to go."
“Your highness, may I go with you?” Lv Ya summoned up her courage and asked.
Yu Wenhao slid her a sideways glance and replied, "Sure, you can be there as a witness if Queen
Mother asked about our consummate."
Nearly ten servants were at the gate of the Phoenix Mansion waiting for the trip to the royal palace.
Tang Yang, the retainer, was also there. Yu Wenhao said that in front of them, without the least care of
embarrassing Yuan Lingqing.
Yuan Qingling was expressionless, because her facial muscles were almost stiff. As embarrassed as
she was, she couldn't show it on her face.
Lv Ya helped her get into the carriage. The moment the curtain fell, she raised her eyes and saw Yu
Wenhao's hateful eyes and the gloating face of other servants.
She closed her eyes and took a deep breath. Yu Wenhao's words echoed again by her ears.
The original owner of this body, was indeed very attractive. Yu Wenhao must hate her guts that he
needed to take drugs for their consummate.
It could’ve been a tremendous humiliation to the original owner of this body.
No wonder she committed suicide.
Along the trip, she did everything she could to calm down and tried to straighten out the memories of
the original owner of her body.
A while later, she sighed softly and opened her eyes.
It turned out that Yu Wenhao hated her so much for a reason.
The original owner was an obsessive and stubborn woman. When she was thirteen, she met Yu
Wenhao and swore she’d marry him. This would make a romantic love story, if Yu Wenhao had the © 2024 Nôv/el/Dram/a.Org.
same feelings for her. Unfortunately, He loved Chu Mingcui, the lady of the Chu family. To get his love,
the original owner set Yu Wenhao up at the princess’s birthday party by accusing him of sexually
assaulting her. The reputation of a woman was far more important than everything, so the princess told
on him to the Emperor. Later, Yu Wenhao became a lecher in people’s eyes and had to give up the
woman he loved and marry her instead.
The current Emperor hadn’t chosen a successor for the throne yet. He once favored Yu Wenhao,
because he became famous when he was very young, and he once fought on the battlefield and make
solid contributions. The Emperor liked him very much. Now that his reputation was ruined, his chance
to become the successor had been killed, too.
Yuan Qingling had stopped him from marrying his love and also ruined his future. That was
unforgivable. No wonder Yu Wenhao hated her so much and humiliated her in every way.
It turned out that Yuan Qingling earned these hardships all by herself.
The clatter of horses’ hoofs never stopped along the way, Yuan Qingling felt numb and cold. The
reincarnation in another world filled her with sorrow and confusion. She didn't know what to do.
She reached into her sleeve pocket and stroked the medicine box. That made her feel safe.
The strong wind stirred the curtains. She saw Yu Wenhao's back on the horse. He was strong and
determined. His dark hair and golden jade hairpin shone brightly under the sun.
He, at least for a short while, would be her nightmare.
She slowly clenched her fists. If she couldn’t break free from this predicament, death would be her only
consequence. So she should forbid herself to be weak and panic.