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

Chapter 255 True True False ④

He tore her clothes savagely, as if she was the woman he hated to the bone but loved to the bone.

Qingqing suddenly struggled to hold on to the brocade that she had dropped and said, "Why do you treat me like this, bullying me again and again!"

She choked up crying, like a child who had been greatly wronged, and even a little out of breath and short of breath.

Lin Mingyang stopped suddenly, but Qingqing embraced him and cried bitterly.

Regardless of whether this woman is real or acting, he finally put his hand on her back to comfort her softly.

Gradually, the sound of her in his arms became silent. He looked down and saw that she had fallen into a deep sleep.

He glanced at the hourglass, it was already the third watch.

Gently put Qingqing on the bed, picked up the brocade quilt and covered her, and saw that there were still bruises left on her neck and chest from yesterday's almost savage love.

Lin Mingyang opened the small cabinet on the side and took out a small medicine bottle with a blue and white porcelain pattern, poured out some agar-like translucent paste, and gently applied it to the bruises on Qingqing's body.

She seems to have said some whispered ravings, but I can't make out what she is talking about.

Lin Mingyang looked at Qingqing who was sleeping peacefully, his brows were still slightly frowned even though he was asleep.

Lin Mingyang gently smoothed her frowning brows with his fingers and said, "Little thing, if you weren't Murong Jin's woman, maybe we are different now!"

He laughed a little self-deprecatingly, if she wasn't Murong Jin's woman, how could she appear here?
Murong Jin is a thorn in Du Ejiao's side and a stumbling block to the great cause of recovery. He can't let his grandfather and father's life-long hard work be ruined, and naturally he can't ruin his own future.

He replied, "If you're not Princess Zhao, and I'm not Lin Mingyang, I can grant you the wish of 'I wish to have a person with one heart, and never leave each other'. It's just that fate is not something that people can choose!"

(End of this chapter)