Chapter 695: Isn't that the same clothes that Xiao Wen gave her?
Ting Qingyu had just left Changbi Palace a few days ago. This time, she was in a good mood. Maybe it was because she had completely let go of those sad things, and it was more likely because her relationship with Cheyue had improved, right?
The happiest person is naturally Cheyue.
But back at Changbi Palace, Prince Ming had more people, so naturally he couldn't sleep with Ting Qingyu, and could only wait for the day of liberation.
Although he had been injured before, Ting Qingyu recovered quickly. The guards did not spread the news of the assassination in the cave. Although there were people from King Ming that night, they were threatened by Che Yue and others, so they naturally did not dare to
Inform King Ming of this matter.
Whether the left is death or the right is death, it is better not to say.[
The Changbi Palace was decorated by Aunt Li and the others to give it a stronger New Year atmosphere. There were lights and colorful lights everywhere. Even the clothes of the maids were red. Aunt Li also made a new set of clothes for Ting Qingyu.
It's also fiery red. Oh, I can't help it. People here like bright red and purple colors.
Ting Qingyu put the new clothes aside and accidentally saw the clothes given by the male concubines. Among them, one of the hottest colors attracted her attention.
Haha, aren't those the clothes Xiao Wen once gave her?
It's a pity that everything is over! It seems that I will wear the purple robe given by Cheyue.
Ting Qingyu stood up, but because it was too high, she had to ask Xiu'er to take off those robes. It was almost dusk, but fireworks were going off outside, and the air was filled with a strong smell of sulfur.
Tomorrow is the Chinese New Year. Ting Qingyu curled her lips and couldn't help but sit there, carefully recalling the previous New Year's Eve moments in this world, feeling strangely sad and happy in her heart.
The sad thing is that the first Chinese New Year is not with her parents; but the happy thing is that she has finally found her chosen lover, right?
Che Yue, that gentle young man, could be trusted with her for the rest of her life. She could lean in his arms safely and talk about her thoughts in detail without worrying that he would suddenly become a stranger.
Ting Qingyu had a smile on her lips and raised her eyebrows lightly. By now, she had accepted all the fateful arrangements.