The first person to be wary of is Chuo Luo. This guy has a face as cunning as a fox, and you don’t know what he is thinking in his heart.
There is also Che Yue, who has an uncertain personality, and Yue Cang, although his personality is like a child, Ting Qingyu can't guarantee whether he has any thoughts.
As for Xueze, he looks Wenwen and weak, but who knows what his heart is like.
Wen Bai, with an expression as light as the wind, doesn't argue about anything, and loves the princess like a man, but the society is too cruel, Ting Qingyu will not understand, everything is just what can be seen with the naked eye.
"Okay then, I'll leave first, in two days... Mammy, when I entered the palace before... I probably didn't bring any male concubines with me, right?" Suddenly something occurred to her, and Ting Qingyu began to smile again.[
Ever since she lost her memory, laughter has been her most common expression, and the male concubine felt a little uneasy.
"Back to the princess, Chuoluo will always be by your side." Chuoluo interrupted, a strange light flashed in his eyes.
This trick is definitely not normal!
But Ting Qingyu smiled and said, "Okay, you will come with me to the palace in two days. After all, you are my princess's personal bodyguard."
A sarcastic smile appeared on Chuoluo's handsome face. Although it was an sarcastic smile, it was like a sun, shining so hard that others could not open their eyes.
Yue Cang glanced at him with jealous eyes, feeling a little sad in his heart.
Only Chuoluo can get the chance to be with the princess. After all, he is good at martial arts and is the princess's personal bodyguard.
"Yes, Chuoluo obeys."
The first small meeting that Ting Qingyu came here ended successfully.
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The third day.
Grandma Li personally came to the Zanghuang Pavilion and chose a gorgeous light green beaded gauze feather coat for Ting Qingyu. The feather coat was made of animal hair and was extra warm. It also wore brightly colored beads on the outside.
Add a small purple cotton-padded jacket, a pure white cloak, black soft boots, and long hair pulled into a high bun, like a cloud, with the black hair flowing down from behind, and two plum blossoms pinned to the head, golden
The steps are filled with golden light.
In the past, Ting Qingyu always dressed up in the simplest way, but now she suddenly looked like this, making her whole body feel uncomfortable.