Oh, so it turns out that Chuo Luo’s words were misunderstood again? Ting Qingyu felt a headache and touched her forehead, pulling out a helpless smile.
"Of course not. I've already said that it's all Chuoluo's nonsense. So does Che Yue believe what Chuoluo said?" Ting Qingyu pressed her forehead helplessly.
"It's a bit...the princess has been practicing swordsmanship with Chuoluo during this period, which naturally makes people suspicious." Cheyue smiled faintly, and the weird expression finally returned to normal.
When I heard that the princess had no intention of accepting Chuoluo as a vassal, I didn't know why, but I breathed a long and secret sigh of relief.
Fortunately, the princess doesn't like Chuoluo...[
No, when he took the princess away last time and left Chuoluo to deal with the assassin, wasn't the princess very worried about Chuoluo?
However, the princess is not the kind of person who seeks pleasure. Ever since she lost her memory, she has been very measured in doing things. Even if the princess likes a male concubine, she probably won't show it as obviously as before.
Thinking of this, Cheyue's face darkened again.
"Don't worry, this princess has no plans to hire anyone to be my horse." Ting Qingyu shrugged helplessly and walked into the pavilion.
Cheyue was stunned, sighed secretly, and walked in.
Half an hour later, Xueze's expression returned to normal, and Cheyue took out the fine needle for him. Ting Qingyu quickly pulled up the thick and warm brocade quilt for Xueze.
After Cheyue retreated, Xueze finally woke up. Ting Qingyu naturally stayed with Xueze in the Yulu Pavilion. When this poor young man saw Ting Qingyu sitting beside the bed, his eyes suddenly lit up.
It's like a beam of sunshine injected with vitality.
"Princess... you... why are you here?" Xueze said in surprise, two red clouds bloomed faintly on his pale face.
He was about to sit up, but Ting Qingyu held him down, and the air became a little warmer. At least that's how Xueze felt. The former princess, no matter how sick Xueze was, rarely came to see her, and even more
Don't tell me to sit here and wait for him to wake up.
"Don't get up, you are too weak, drink some tonic soup." Ting Qingyu smiled, deliberately not looking into Xueze's eyes. The maid responded and presented a bowl of hot tonic soup.
Xueze stared at Ting Qingyu's face in surprise. Seeing her calmly taking the medicinal soup, the medicinal smell of the soup spread out. It was a bit bitter, but Xueze's heart was sweet.