The handsome men looked at each other in astonishment, their confused eyes reflecting their doubts about Ting Qingyu.
"It's like this...well, I just got beaten up by that handsome man, and I don't remember anything." Ting Qingyu said embarrassedly, looking at those handsome men, she was secretly panicking, could she have traveled through time and become a prisoner princess?
Yet?
But who are these beautiful men? Are they her brothers... or...
A beautiful man wearing a snow-white robe stepped out, but her skin was so white that it seemed like there was no blood. The first impression this man gave her was that he looked sick, but it made him even more alienated, as if he was flowing with dignity.
He has blood, so his temperament is more noble. And he has handsome eyebrows, making him a handsome man.
This beautiful man bowed down and saluted Ting Qingyu, his voice filled with anxiety, "Your Highness Princess... You are the second princess of the Ming Dynasty. Your injuries are too serious. Let Xueze invite Che Yue to come!" [
Princess of Ming Dynasty?
Is there a Ming Dynasty in China? No, then Ting Qingyu was successfully ignored. She twitched the corner of her mouth and felt pain all over her body. She didn't bother to ask other things, "Okay, go and invite him."
The handsome man named Xueze respectfully stepped back. The other handsome men looked at me and I looked at you. I didn’t know what to say. A bold handsome man stood up. This handsome young man looked to be only sixteen years old.
She has a small cherry mouth, short hair, a round face, and her eyes have been filled with tears for some time.
Wow, what a cute boy!
Although Ting Qingyu was not a beauty lover, she still liked boys who looked like children. She smiled at the boy, and the boy got encouragement from this smile and jumped straight up to hug Ting Qingyu.
The voice whimpered.
"Uu...Princess, Cang'er's heart hurts so much, Cang'er's heart hurts so much...The princess was injured by the horse, wuwu..." The boy suddenly started crying. Uh, this boy is the princess's younger brother.
Bar?
"Don't cry... Be good, don't cry, don't cry... The princess is hungry, Cang'er can ask someone to bring me some food..." Ting Qingyu smiled but was not used to this.
A beautiful man hugged her affectionately, but it turned out that her body was covered with injuries and the pain was excruciating.