That night, Qian Zun woke up early and accidentally saw Che Yue carrying Ting Qingyu back to her room with a flushed face. Moreover, they stayed in the hot spring for two hours that night, what else could they do?
Smart people will naturally know that.
Xiao Wen's expression changed even more, but in an instant, he showed a charming smile, "Whoever she is with... has nothing to do with me..."
But the words that followed could not be said anymore, and he stumbled out of Yuluo Pavilion. Qianzun's words echoed in his ears again and again, like a sharp sword piercing his heart, causing pain every inch.
Everything, but nothing can be done.[
Yes, after returning from Kunling Mountain, it was obvious that Che Yue and Ting Qingyu were different. What else could he expect? But, wasn't this exactly his choice?
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This year, these times are passing by in sweetness and happiness.
As the 18th day came closer and closer, Ting Qingyu also became busy, and Cheyue's mother, master, and junior brothers had all left Changbi Hall on the sixth day of the lunar month.
And she was also introduced to the palace to learn etiquette. In order not to make Prince Ming suspicious, Ting Qingyu had to endure the anger in her stomach and silently accepted the Queen's etiquette training. Those tedious things made Ting Qingyu, who had always been casual,
Qingyu's head got big.
But she was still smart. After studying for five days, she finally passed the emperor's test before she could return to the Changbi Palace. She would be eighteen in a few days.
During the few days during the Chinese New Year, the days were as sweet as sugar. Although I was a little sad occasionally, I still lived very well.
Cheyue's mother was very kind and gentle, and was very satisfied with her future daughter-in-law, but she was also worried about being influenced by Prince Ming.
After all, rumors have begun to spread among the people that Ting Qingyu is the future queen and so on. And Cheyue said before that she did not have many days left, so maybe around the age of eighteen, she will...
However, her complexion was indeed very poor, which sometimes made Ting Qingyu feel guilty.
In Zanghuang Pavilion, Ting Qingyu looked at a map in her hand carefully.
That was a map of the entire capital drawn by Ling Feng, which would be helpful for her, Che Yue and others to escape.