"Yes, so beautiful, but...Ling, I won't be depressed now, you don't have to worry about me. Cheyue can't remember, as long as he is by her side..." Ting Qingyu sat down with a smile, and
The fragrance of flowers hits you, making you feel relaxed and happy.
The past six months have been really complicated. From the wedding to now, it's really just like a dream.
What Ting Qingyu wants is not fame and fortune, nor glory and wealth. What she wants is just an ordinary life, to have one or two children with Che Yue, and live her whole life like this.
But there was a vague uneasiness in my heart, and as Cheyue lost her memory, this uneasiness became more and more intense.
"I'm not worried about you. Look at you. You look lost right now. Aren't you just a man? Really, why are you so concerned? If you are too concerned, you will be the one who gets hurt in the end!" Nalan Ling curled her lips.
, said with great displeasure.[
Ting Qingyu couldn't say anything else, she knew Nalan Ling was doing it for her own good.
If Che Yue really leaves one day, then she will have to re-plan her life, or return to the present world and be a good person.
It is also a good thing to live with your parents until you grow old. If you lose your lover, you still have your parents, and there are other people worthy of love...
Look, there’s so much to think about!
Ting Qingyu shook her head and suddenly took out a flute from her arms. It was given to her by Wen Bai. She had always regarded Wen Bai and others as friends. When she took out these things, it was still as if she had seen them.
"Qingyu, haha, if I were you, I would definitely take those male concubines as well." Nalan Ling suddenly laughed.
"Yes, each has its own characteristics, which is really a pity!" Ting Qingyu also laughed, recalling those days in Changbi Palace, she was really happy.
Although there are times when I have troubles, they are far less than the troubles I have now.
When I returned to the capital last time, I heard that Changbi Palace had become Zhao Ye's palace. I felt melancholy in my heart. Anyway, everything that should have passed has passed.
"Yu'er!"
A voice sounded from behind, and the two of them looked back, it was Che Yue.
Cheyue was wearing a crescent-colored robe, and there was a trickle of sweat on his forehead. It seemed that he had been looking for Ting Qingyu for a while.