"Yu'er, replenish your health, this soup is made by experienced cooks." Cheyue smiled and brought the soup to Ting Qingyu's lips. He had been so ambiguous these days, and it made other male concubines look at him.
Ting Qingyu's face turned big, and she laughed twice. She glanced at Xiao Wen and saw that his face was extremely gloomy, and his gorgeous phoenix eyes were full of disappointment. Seeing Che Yue being so ambiguous, Xiao Wen suddenly sat up with heartache and couldn't eat anything.
He didn't eat half of his meal before he put down his bowl and chopsticks with a bang and left the hall with a dark face.
Ting Qingyu lowered her eyes, an inexplicable feeling of guilt filled her heart, as if she had done something to offend Xiao Wen.
"Cheyue, don't be like this, I'll do it myself." Ting Qingyu turned away and reached out to take the bowl of soup, looking a little dazed.
Xiao Wen heard that he paid so much attention to his own image. He always looked rude in the past, but now he gets angry easily. This shows that he is very, very angry with himself...[
His expression was a little sad. He didn't expect that he would have that kind of relationship with Cheyue just when he was a little tempted. It was so confusing.
Cheyue's expression darkened, and she noticed the changes in the princess. She looked up with heartache as she drank the soup slowly, feeling extremely uncomfortable.
The princess and Xiao Wen... seem to have some feelings for each other. That's why Xiao Wen is so angry and the princess is so sad, right?
"Princess, is there anything you are unhappy about?" Xue Zeyu couldn't help but asked softly when he saw that Ting Qingyu had been acting strangely these past few days.
The other male concubines also looked at each other. Chuoluo's face was pale, but she was just eating her meal.
Regardless of whether the princess lost his virginity or not, Chuoluo felt that he would never be able to win the princess's love again, so he could only be so silent. He didn't want much, he just stayed in the Changbi Palace silently, waiting for her day and night.
Is that enough?
Ting Qingyu put down the bowl, took the handkerchief handed over by Xiu'er and wiped it. She shook her head lightly, and her smile was as bright as before.
"It's okay, let's eat." Ting Qingyu shook her head and continued to eat as if nothing had happened.
In the past few days, she had hardly said a word to Che Yue, nor had she said anything to Chuo Luo or Xiao Wen.
Whoever's day it is, goes to the Hidden Phoenix Pavilion, but she always lies there lazily, as if very tired, and doesn't want to say anything more.