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

Chapter 417 Worried ⑤

At this time, the morning sun sprinkled into the window like gold, with a few blurred rays of light.

The white figure in the bronze mirror bathed in the morning light, like a fairy.

Qingqing looked back, Murong Jin was wearing a milky white loose gown, and the jade belt around her waist gave off a round halo.

The long sword in his hand had already been sheathed, and the scabbard was intricately carved with gold patterns, and the three sapphires gave off a faint blue light.

He said casually with that expression on his face, "I went to practice sword just now."

A faint smile crossed the corner of his mouth, he walked over, and took the short hairpin of hibiscus jade from the hand of the maid.

Gently pin it to the back of Qingqing's head.

She looked at him with a smile in her clear and watery eyes, as if she was just going to a grand celebration today.

Qingqing got up, went to the closet to take out the purple brocade robe, and changed Murong Jin's clothes with her own hands. It was a dress for formal occasions, and the texture was smooth and soft like a quiet lake, sparkling.

The exquisite buckle and the dragon pattern set off the heroic spirit of the whole person.

Murong Jin held the sword in his hand and said, "This was bestowed by my father when he was still alive!"

But I don't think, I'm afraid I need to use this sword today because of all these years of disputes.

Qingqing said softly, "Your Highness is so brave, he is naturally a hero with a sword."

Murong Jin lowered his head and kissed her forehead and said, "When I see you, I always have an inexplicable motivation in my heart to support and want to give you a stable future."

Qing Qing looked up at him.

The four eyes met, and all the sparkles in his eyes were her shadow.

She said with a slight tremor in her voice, "Jin..." But she was so choked up that she couldn't continue.

Murong Jin reached out and took her into his arms, kissed her hair lightly and said, "I'm here, don't be afraid!"

The voice was low and full of magnetism, as tough as a gigantic mountain standing between the sky and the earth that would not fall down for a thousand years.

Qingqing nodded and said, "I'm not afraid!"

She was not afraid, but at the moment when her eyes met, the shadow of Lin Mingyang appeared in her mind for some reason, and that trembling filled her with panic.

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