Ting Qingyu frowned and looked back at Xia Ling. Her empty eyes were filled with sadness and worry. Ting Qingyu pulled the corner of the quilt for him, "Don't worry, my father will not do anything to this princess. You
Please rest peacefully and recuperate first. After you recover, this princess will have something to trouble you with."
Xia Ling pursed her lips, responded softly, and watched the princess turn and leave with complicated eyes.
*****
In Zanghuang Pavilion, there is a faint agarwood, the bead curtain is slightly swaying, and the scented tea is slightly fragrant.
Prince Ming sat on Ting Qingyu's bed without scruples, the anger on his face dissipated a lot. He flicked his fingers slightly and played with Ting Qingyu's curtain. Ting Qingyu stood aside and poured tea for Prince Ming.
I secretly debated in my heart how to deal with this King Ming.[
Prince Ming came to visit. Judging from his appearance, it must be because of Princess Yu, right? It is rare to visit her in such a cold weather, which shows that Prince Ming has a deep love for Princess Yu...
Ting Qingyu frowned slightly, she didn't know how to speak since King Ming didn't speak.
Looking at King Ming from the side, although this man is in his thirties, he is still handsome and charming. He has the outline of a jade carving and the brows of a distant mountain. He still exudes an aura of imperial majesty. However, classmate Ting Qingyu has no interest in stud men.
, no matter how handsome, charming, rich and dominating he is, he cannot arouse any interest.
Or maybe it was the thinking of modern people that made her hate King Ming so much. After all, she is a modern person. How could she change her mind after traveling to ancient times? Although there are many men in modern times who have mistresses and lovers, but she really has to face that kind of thing.
Men only have one expression: vomit!
Modern love has become an extremely rare substance. Almost all pure and great love has died, leaving only the product of human greed.
Thinking of this, Ting Qingyu sighed softly. If she hadn't traveled through time and really chased Teacher Luo, what kind of love would that be? What would Teacher Luo be like inside when she was pure and beautiful on the surface?
side?
"Why are Yu'er sighing? Don't you like it when your father comes to visit Yu'er in person?" Prince Ming's eyes were filled with displeasure. He tightened his grip and with a hiss, the curtain was torn off by Prince Ming.
Ting Qingyu was slightly shocked, hey, it looks like we have to spend a lot of money to redo the curtains.