They knew that the princess would not fall in love with one of them, but men's dignity did not allow polygamy. Although years of education had allowed them to accept most of it, they were always unwilling to accept it.
Ting Qingyu broke out in a cold sweat. Although she was not a real princess, she felt a lot of guilt in her heart.
Thousands of beautiful young men like flowers are imprisoned here. Who in heaven can save them?
When Ting Qingyu was feeling ashamed for these male concubines, a handsome man in white came forward and bowed his hand to Ting Qingyu.
"I have met the princess, Xia Ling. The princess is a thousand years old."[
This man in white has a picturesque face. Although he is not as charming as Xiao Wen or as beautiful as Che Yue, he has a unique beauty. He is like a painting, which makes people feel comfortable when looking at him from a distance.
Looking at it up close, I am very moved.
"Well, excuse me." Ting Qingyu was at a loss for words. Blush flew across the face of the beautiful man in white, and he lowered his head with a vague smile on his lips.
"Princess...when will I let you serve me?"
Ting Qingyu's eyes widened suddenly, beautiful man, so bold.
The guards on one side followed Ting Qingyu closely, as if they were afraid of something unexpected happening.
The male concubine almost held her breath, waiting for Ting Qingyu's answer.
Ting Qingyu's face was like a piece of red paper, hey, these young men really made it difficult for her...
"Xia Ling...one day, the princess will give you a satisfactory answer." After thinking for a long time, Ting Qingyu finally managed to squeeze out these words.
The male concubines were all disappointed, and some looked at Ting Qingyu angrily.
These glances almost turned Ting Qingyu's heart into ashes. She raised her head, not daring to look at anyone.
Aunt Li looked at Xia Ling expressionlessly, as if she had never heard his words.
Xia Ling raised her head and looked at Ting Qingyu with a little disappointment, "Xia Ling is waiting for the good news from the princess. If the princess still has time, how about... how about we play a game of chess?"
His voice was neither urgent nor slow, as gentle as a spring breeze.
Ting Qingyu shook her head quickly, "No, this princess has something else to do. I'll see you again in a few days."
Although she knew how to play chess, Ting Qingyu felt like her heart couldn't bear being surrounded by thousands of male concubines! If something unexpected happened, it would be difficult to handle.