Cheyue touched her hot face, then pressed her heart, which was beating like a drum.
But we can't delay it any longer, otherwise the princess doesn't know what kind of danger there will be.
It was very strange. The princess had never experienced this phenomenon before. The breath of her body was so chaotic, as if something had disrupted it, making her body alternately hot and cold, causing pain and discomfort.
Che Yue stepped forward and looked at Ting Qingyu's closed eyes, her long eyelashes trembling slightly with her breathing. He sighed and reached out to take off her robe, his face became even more hot as if it was burning with fire.
Normally, just as I pulled off the princess's belt, I heard the princess let out a soft cry.
"You...what do you want to do?"[
Che Yue was startled. Why did the unconscious princess suddenly speak?
Ting Qingyu opened her eyes and looked at Cheyue with some confusion. The flames of the eight oil lamps flickered, affecting everything in this blur. When she saw Cheyue standing in front of the bed with a red face, she immediately understood that Cheyue just wanted to do something for her.
Treatment?
But the strange thing is that the pain miraculously disappeared, the body temperature also dropped a little, and the left hand wearing the colorless beads became cold for a while. Could it be that the pain just now was caused by the colorless beads?
"Princess, please forgive Che Yue's intrusion. Che Yue wants to give you acupuncture." Che Yue lowered her head and said, not letting her see her panicked eyes.
"Oh haha, Cheyue...I see...but my princess...it doesn't seem to hurt anymore, so I don't need it...well, that kind of needle sticking into my body...is uncomfortable! I don't want it, this princess."
...Okay." Ting Qingyu said intermittently. Although her mind was very clear, her tongue did not obey her and what she said was loud.
Cheyue looked at Ting Qingyu in surprise, and took a step forward with a stern face, "Princess... please don't get emotional, your illness is still the most important thing..."
"I...this princess is not...not sick, you...just go!" Ting Qingyu glared at him, feeling dizzy, and couldn't help but close her eyes.
I really want to sleep.
I really want to think about it... I want to go back to my own modern times, I really want to sit in that bright classroom again, I really want to think about it...
She doesn't want to stay in this ancient time. Although there are many beautiful men, these beautiful men are just for show. It's a waste and a waste of her feelings...