"Yes, princess, things have become complicated now, so please be careful," Wen Bai said on the side. The male concubines nodded in agreement. Ting Qingyu felt a little warm in her heart. It seems that these guys, even if they are just for one
It's a horse position, but it still makes her feel uncomfortable.
"Princess, do you think your martial arts can defend yourself? Can you defeat those killers who have received countless trainings?" Seeing Ting Qingyu's silence, Chuo Luo couldn't help but chuckle, with a touch of sarcasm between his eyebrows.
Ting Qingyu glared at him fiercely, and was about to retort when she heard Xia Ling snort softly on the bed. Everyone turned around and saw that Xia Ling had opened her eyes, and her dark eyes were embedded in the pale
Wu Bi's face looked a bit angry.
"Xia Ling, are you awake?" Ting Qingyu said in surprise. She didn't expect that Xia Ling could wake up so quickly despite being injured so seriously.
"Princess..." Xia Ling weakly called out, and Ting Qingyu hurriedly walked over and sat beside the bed, gently holding his cold hand.[
"Xia Ling, are you okay? Don't get up. Who attacked you?" Ting Qingyu clenched the cold hand, her eyes filled with sadness.
Even if they are not relatives, but they have lived together for more than two months, there will always be some feelings, right?
Xia Ling's breathing was weak, and Ting Qingyu was really worried that he wouldn't live long, and felt anxious in his heart.
Xia Ling vaguely saw Ting Qingyu's face, which looked like a flower and a fairy, with bright eyes twinkling and concern on her face. Warmth flowed through her heart, and her eyes were actually filled with warm liquid.
The first time... the first time to be so close to the princess!
The princess's hands were so soft and warm, as if the injuries she suffered today were suddenly nothing, even though he was...
"Can you speak? Xia Ling? If you can't, don't force it yet. When you feel better, you can tell the princess who did it!" Ting Qingyu said quickly and reached out to touch his forehead. Fortunately, the temperature was slightly low.
, but it shouldn’t be very dangerous, right?
Oh, the princess's hands are so gentle and her body fragrance is so special.
"Princess...Xia Ling is fine...I have made the princess worried. Princess...that assassin...black clothes and black hair, Xia Ling doesn't...don't recognize him..." Xia Ling said intermittently, each word hurting her.
He had a wound, but how much he wanted to talk to the princess for a while...