"Okay, Chuoluo, I will choose a good time tonight..." Ting Qingyu smiled, her beautiful eyes were curved, but her eyes were clearly full of teasing.
Chuo Luo was slightly startled, and a hint of joy appeared on his face.
"But the one who consummates the marriage with this princess is not Chuoluo!" Ting Qingyu smiled evilly, her voice light and clear.
Chuoluo's face darkened, his joy was completely submerged, and he was teased by the princess again.
"Princess……"[
"Haha, don't say it. I, of course, have plans! Please step back and rest!" Ting Qingyu waved her hand to suppress her laughter, Chuo Luo suppressed her anger and retreated obediently.
The princess is getting smarter and smarter now. I am really afraid that one day... he will not be her match...
Ting Qingyu held up the ginseng tea and took a sip. After the sound of Chuoluo's footsteps disappeared, she gently called out, "Ling Feng, come down."
There was a soft sound on the roof, and I felt a gust of cold wind blowing. A figure floated down from above. It was Ling Feng, who had a handsome face. Most of his hiding places were on the roof. When there was something to report to the princess, Chuo Luo and Che
The moon happened to be coming, so I had no choice but to fly to the roof and hide myself.
"Princess, we have found out the identities of Concubine Hua and Concubine De, as well as that of Xia Ling." Ling Feng said in a deep voice and took out a stack of rice paper from his arms.
Ting Qingyu took it and her face turned cold. Who could Xia Ling... be?
Why was he assassinated? Why was there sadness in his eyes?
"Ling Feng... you must be tired. It's been so cold these past two days and I still have to run around here and there. I'm so sorry." Looking at Ling Feng's purple face from the cold, Ting Qingyu's eyes fell on
There was some apology in his heart on his relatively thin robe.
Ling Feng was stunned. He used to be the emperor's bodyguard. The emperor doted on the princess, so he gave him to the princess as a bodyguard.
It's just that no one has ever cared about me like this.
"Thank you for your concern, Princess. Ling Feng is not tired." He lowered his head and was polite.
"You go down, I'll ask Aunt Li to make you more nice clothes. How can you be so shabby working in the Changbi Palace?" Ting Qingyu said lightly, unfolding a roll of rice paper and holding it to her lips