Although Yuan'er was his fiancée, she suddenly left him, which made Chuoluo breathe a sigh of relief.
Although he didn't understand the reason why Yuan'er left and felt a little uneasy, he would have no regrets if he stayed with the princess.
Ting Qingyu's dark eyebrows narrowed and she smiled faintly, "Chuo Luo, don't be like this... Although I have never been deeply in love, but... sometimes I also know the sadness of not getting and losing again. I just want to be quiet now, or
One day, I don’t belong here..."
Yes, she doesn't belong here at all, or she will leave here one day.
There are probably no people or things here that she misses, right? [
Even if you are nostalgic, so what, the more nostalgia you have, the more pain you will have.
"Yu'er, I won't leave you like them... I won't..."
"Princess, Young Master Cheyue is back!" Xiu'er's voice of surprise interrupted Chuoluo's words. Chuoluo's expression changed, and he let go of Ting Qingyu's hand tremblingly. He stood up with a gloomy expression, and quietly looked towards
Walk outside.
Probably he felt that he and Cheyue couldn't compete. After all, Cheyue and the princess were already married, but he was with another woman...
Ting Qingyu came back to her senses, Chuo Luo... Oh, that's pretty good, but it's a pity that she is not an empress. Even if she is an empress, as a modern person, she cannot have one daughter and several husbands.
Che Yue, who was a prostitute and carried the things Ye Qitian gave her, heard about Xiao Wen and the princess as soon as she returned to Changbi Palace. Her face turned black with anger and she rushed towards Hidden Phoenix Pavilion.
Before he walked in, he saw Chuo Luo walking out with a blue face, he calmed down and his eyes were slightly cold.
"Chuo Luo, what's wrong with the princess?"
"You'll know after you go in and take a look. Don't hurt her heart again." Chuoluo said coldly. He glanced at Cheyue, but saw that his purple robe was covered with mud and dust, and his face was haggard.
But he said nothing more and walked out of Cheyue's sight without looking back.
Cough, it sounded like Che Yue had hurt her. Che Yue smiled bitterly and quickly walked inside.
The familiar agarwood was burning in the pavilion. Xiu'er opened the curtain for Che Yue and saw Ting Qingyu sitting quietly on the bed, quietly watching the returning Che Yue.