Leftover Girl Crossing: King Leng's Stand-in Concubine

Chapter 101 Bad Premonition③
It was only then that Qingqing realized that the sky outside was gradually turning gloomy, the sun shone through the thick clouds, and she took the cup of hot tea that Yuanyang made for her and put it in her hand to warm her hands.

After taking a big gulp, he gradually suppressed the panic that filled his heart just now.

It seemed to appear before her eyes again, the moment before she was unconscious, Fang Shaoqi's eager eyes in the soft light.

It's just that the dream just now made Qingqing so uneasy.

Yuanyang just thought that the prince came and went in such a hurry today that the princess was in a bad mood.
Busy and warm words comforted, "Madam, the prince actually really cares about you in his heart. During the few days when you were poisoned, the prince watched over you every day without closing his eyes!"

Thinking about her own thoughts, Qingqing just responded casually, "Didn't he say that, he cares about the child in my belly."

Yuanyang hurriedly said again, "But when the imperial doctor said that the fetus might not be saved, the prince was still concerned about your safety. These days, he personally fed you the medicines you take."

Qingqing looked at Yuanyang's pure eyes and said, "You are still too young, there are some things you don't understand."

Qingqing looked at the mandarin duck in front of her, but a child of fourteen or fifteen years old. In ancient times, she was probably old enough to be her mother. On the surface, she and Murong Jin seemed to be a couple, but the All kinds of things, Qingqing knows well that she is just a person who will leave here after giving birth.

Looking outside through the gap of the slightly open carved window, the sky has turned leaden gray and a heavy rain is coming soon.The fragrance of the acacia incense in the carved and hollowed-out enamel incense burner in the room becomes so gloomy under the dull air pressure.

Qingqing became more and more worried about Fang Shaoqi, it seemed that only seeing him could she feel at ease.

Yuanyang went to make another cup of tea for Qingqing.

Pick up the teacup and take a sip of the tea. In the cup is the excellent Suzhou Biluochun, which is fried from the tender buds picked from the tea tree in spring. The tea soup in the bone-white teacup is silver-green and green What remains between the teeth and lips is the striking fragrance.

She raised her eyes and asked, "Yuanyang, do you know where Mr. Fang's tea house is?"

(End of this chapter)