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

Chapter 40 Building Prestige ①

The mandarin duck exclaimed, "The princess is really pretty like a peach blossom." The Qingqing in the mirror is dignified and beautiful.

Qingqing smiled and said, "You little girl has such a sweet mouth."

After tidying up, Yuanyang went with her to the concubine's yard, passing through the quiet bamboo forest, Qingqing still remembered the last time she came, when the pear blossoms were in full bloom, the breeze caressed her gently like the snowflakes all over the sky Falling.

After entering the courtyard, although the concubine was very kind to her, Qingqing was still a little nervous.

Entering the hall, a mother-in-law said politely to Qingqing, "The concubine asked the concubine to stay here later."

Qingqing sat on the grand teacher's chair beside her and waited. The maids on the round table were busy serving all kinds of dim sum, gruel, and staple food one by one.

At this time, a few more gorgeously dressed women came in from outside, they were still talking while walking, "The prince is not in the mansion, the concubine called us to have dinner..."

Their voices were not loud, and they could not clearly hear what they were talking about, but Wen Yuan said last night that these were Murong Jin's other concubines.

Qingqing roughly counted, the concubines can't eat at the same table, there are seven side concubines here, she thought to herself, this Murong Jin is really a philandering carrot, unexpectedly married so many side concubines, no wonder newly married That night Mu Xue ran away.

When they entered the hall and saw that the concubine had not come out, they all stood aside, with much more solemn expressions on their faces than in the yard just now.

No one noticed Qingqing sitting aside.

They are all concentrating on arranging their clothes.

It seemed that they were still very nervous about meeting the concubine.

The concubine came out of the inner room slowly with the help of her maid, and everyone hurriedly said respectfully, "Toffee Wanan."

Qingqing also hurriedly stood up, imitating the others and standing aside respectfully.

Today's concubine is wearing a dark blue robe with overlapping and complicated golden patterns. In the middle of her high-up fairy-looking bun, there is a golden silk inlaid with rubies and double luan dots. Emerald hairpin.

The whole person looks so noble and elegant.

(End of this chapter)