She returned to Changbi Palace safely, completely out of Ting Qingyu's expectation. She thought those people would attack her while Chuo Luo was leaving, but there was no news along the way.
Aunt Li had already prepared midnight snacks. Ting Qingyu was not used to eating midnight snacks in normal times. After all, she was a free woman and did not do any physical labor at all. She filled her stomach with three meals a day, just like midnight snacks.
All free.
But I went out for a walk and didn't find any snacks, so I was a little hungry.
So he sat down with the male concubines and ate as if nothing happened.
In fact, her heart and mind were filled with the disappearance of Cheyue and Chuoluo.[
What is their purpose? Are they enemies of the princess? Could they...
"Princess, these are the barbecue skewers made by the cook. Didn't you like it just now? Try it now." Yue Cang happily handed a skewer to Ting Qingyu. These were beef skewers, which were roasted until golden.
The golden, fragrant smell made Ting Qingyu's depression dissipate a lot.
Looking at Yue Cang's cute smile, Ting Qingyu took it with a smile, but Shangguan Chun's face was gloomy. Maybe he also realized that the princess just used a trick to get rid of him, right?
Xiao Wen ate a piece of sesame seed cake elegantly. The things cooked by the cook in Changbi Palace were very delicious. Ting Qingyu admitted that she was really lucky to have traveled here.
"Princess, are you worried about Cheyue and Chuoluo?" Xiao Wen smiled softly and cast a flirtatious look at Ting Qingyu.
Beautiful Xiao Wen, if she were a woman, I don’t know how many men would be fascinated by her, and I wonder what kind of romantic woman she would be?
"No, I'm not in that mood, but I really didn't expect that Helijie in the Ming Dynasty would be so lively." Ting Qingyu smiled, her charming eyes towards Xiao Wen as clear as day.
"Cough cough cough..." Xueze suddenly coughed loudly. The maid on the side quickly brought tea and asked him to take a sip to relieve his cough. Xueze waved his hand to indicate that it was useless.
His face was as white as snow, his brows were tense, and he looked very painful.
"Xue Ze, you have a cold... have you caught the wind-chill?" Ting Qingyu frowned, seeing that he was coughing so badly, she felt uncomfortable.
Unknowingly, I really regarded the male concubines here as my own relatives.