Ting Qingyu shouted exaggeratedly, with a cheerful expression, but her heart felt inexplicably frozen.
Cheyue, I really fell in love with that beauty!
Forget it, she plans to give these male concubines to others anyway, or let them be free. Let them do whatever they like!
Cheyue glared at her angrily and sighed deeply in her heart, "Princess, pick up girls? What is this term?"
Ting Qingyu tugged at the corner of her mouth and laughed a few times, "Hehe, no... you don't understand. Just accept it. Anyway, you can leave Changbi Palace. At most, I, the princess, will bear this sin to my father."
That’ll be great!”[
Ting Qingyu raised her hand, the oil lamp on the table hissed, and the shadow of the person pulling her flickered under the slight cold wind.
Che Yue watched quietly as Ting Qingyu was busy wiping her black hair. It was the first time he saw a woman take care of her hair so much. In his mind, people like princesses must have maids to do it for them.
Carefully dry your black hair and then have a comfortable sleep.
But Ting Qingyu was completely different.
She didn't care at all about what he just said on her face, and she couldn't help but feel a sense of disappointment in her heart. The feeling of disappointment flowed through his body like blood.
fed up!
Princess...why did she treat him so coldly?
Before she divorced Shangguan Chun, and after she was beaten severely, the princess was already very interested in the male concubines. Why did he want to take a concubine, but she acted like it was none of her business?
Cheyue frowned slightly, took a step forward, and stood right in front of Ting Qingyu. He put down the handkerchief with a snap, and snatched the towel from Ting Qingyu's hand.
After the princess lost her memory, the male concubines have learned about the princess's easy-going personality. No matter what the male concubines do, the princess will not be angry. Generally speaking, she will not get very angry.
Even when he forcibly kissed her last time, she didn't punish him severely. After that, she almost forgot about that incident, right?
Ting Qingyu made a light move in her hand, and the towel in her hand was snatched away. Her messy black hair hung down, and Ting Qingyu, whose black hair was slightly messy, looked even more seductive.