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

Chapter 43 When I see him, my heart still beats ①

Seeing how they were staring at each other today, Qingqing couldn't help but feel timid. Thinking of how long they would spend together in the future, she secretly cheered herself up, "Zhuo Qingqing, you must work hard!"

Her hand inadvertently caressed her lower abdomen, although she had no affection for that cold-faced prince.

But when his fingers touched this little life, there was still a very gentle smile on his mouth unconsciously.

She went back to the yard and looked at the pear tree that had already lost its flowers.

In fact, compared to those difficult women, I am afraid that the biggest problem is the male host, which is also a very important reason for her insomnia last night.

At this moment, Wen Yuan rushed over and said, "A letter from the palace, the concubine Xiangfei has already got up and is about to go out of the palace to the palace to have a chat with the empress. I'm afraid you have to go out to greet her."

According to the rules, Murong Jin's mother is also Murong Xu's concubine, and although Concubine Xiang is more favored, she is just an ordinary concubine, so since she is here to visit Princess Zhao, it is natural that Princess Zhao will greet her.

Qingqing hurried back to the house, sat in front of the staggered gold and bronze mirror, and Yuanyang mended her clothes.

She changed into a more formal dress of pomegranate red tapestry with golden silk makeup and flowers, and Yuanyang added two emerald duck head hairpins on the left and right sides of her bun, making her look even more solemn and elegant.

Qingqing Shiran walked out of the yard, the golden sunlight hit her skirt, making her look even more elegant and noble.

Go to the gate to meet him. I think it will take some time to get there just after leaving the palace gate.

Qingqing inadvertently saw a man in a homely black and purple Tuanfu single-shirt walking by, gently holding a fan with ink and wash landscape patterns in his hand, with a faint smile on his mouth, as if the sunlight that hit him was blown away by him. His faint smile is contagious and extraordinarily warm.

He turned his head and saw Qingqing, turned around and walked over, as he got closer and closer, Qingqing's heart couldn't help beating wildly.

(End of this chapter)