"Is Prince Yan worthy of the emperor's personal intervention?" Cheyue had a look of confusion in her eyes, "Have we... been hostile before?"
Ting Qingyu glanced at Che Yue and smiled faintly. She didn't think Xiao Wen and Che Yue were enemies. They were just love rivals at most.
"Xiao Wen is probably more important to the emperor than the country, right? And you and Xiao Wen were both Princess Yu's male concubines before, and you were often jealous."
"What..." Cheyue's face twitched. She didn't expect that she was really a love rival with that Prince Yan. She had felt a sense of hostility when she saw him before. But now that Jing Yu'er said it, she believed in recognizing people by feeling.
The truest.
"Xiao Wen has a good life and a hard life, and he has returned to the palm of Xiao Ting's hand." Ting Qingyu smiled mockingly, and lay down on the couch a little tiredly. Cheyue quickly took the pillow and put it on her
Under the head.[
"Are you comfortable? If you feel uncomfortable, just rest on my leg."
Seeing the tired look on Ting Qingyu's face, Cheyue couldn't help but feel tenderness in her heart.
When he was picked up by Mrs. Li, he grinded tofu for her himself, in order to repay her kindness of "staying". He had never shown any tenderness. Now he finally understands the meaning of the word "gentleness".
"No need, you should also take a rest." Ting Qingyu smiled and held Cheyue's hand tightly, feeling at ease for the first time.
I hope that Che Yue will not suddenly disappear again...
The two of them passed the period of indifference and finally became familiar and close.
*****
Seven days later.
In the Imperial Palace of the Chao Kingdom, in the Zhengbi Palace, Xiao Ting looked at the scroll sent by Xiaokong and couldn't help but feel eclipsed.
Xiao Wen, who didn't know when he would learn to draw, actually drew a portrait of Princess Yu.
Xiao Wen had talents in various aspects since he was a child, so he was favored by his former leader.
For Xiao Wen, painting can be mastered in just a few days. There is indeed a big gap between genius and mediocrity.
It seems that, amnesia or not, the one who cares most is still Princess Yu!
"Your Majesty, Prince Yan's heart is entirely focused on this woman, do you want to kill her?" Xiao Kong said lightly, his eyes reflecting Xiao Ting's darkened face.