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

Chapter 50 Murong Jin Has Returned to the Palace①
Qingqing only felt a little pain in her head, so she gently rubbed her temples with her fingers. She never thought that the concubine was born in a prostitute before, and there must be many twists and turns in the process of becoming the emperor's concubine from a prostitute.

She felt that Concubine Toffee was not a simple character, but the deep wisdom in her eyes made people dare not pretend in front of her.

On the other hand, the mandarin duck happily said to the master, "This is the first time I have seen such a beautiful satin mandarin duck! It seems that the concubine really loves the concubine." She was attracted by the lifelike patterns on the satin.

They just walked to the gate of the courtyard, and just stepped out, suddenly a figure appeared in front of Qingqing, she couldn't help but instinctively called out, it was him, Murong Jin is back!
Murong Jin was also taken aback looking at her, how could she appear here, didn't she leave decisively that day?

He didn't even look back, his face was tense, and he looked at her with doubtful eyes in his angry eyes.

What's the purpose of appearing here?
Qingqing looked at his gloomy face, maybe because he didn't sleep well, the lower part of his eyes was slightly blue,

Before he could speak, Qing forced her beating heart to say, "I'm back."

She had practiced many kinds of opening remarks, but in the end she only said these four words.

The man's expression made people feel oppressed, and the manuscript that had been typed in his brain suddenly became blank.

Murong Jin smiled disdainfully, "Didn't you say that I don't have to take responsibility? Why did this come back again!?"

Looking at the disdain in his eyes, there was even a proud attitude of a winner.

Qingqing suddenly felt that if she stayed here in the future, she might only be in dire straits.

The thought of leaving again in her heart was just around the corner.

But this time, it's not like the last time.

That time I didn't know the situation outside, but this time, although I was about to move, I was still wandering.

(End of this chapter)