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

Chapter 68 Plum Blossom Makeup

Confused, she rolled the painting back to its original shape, and then left the study.

It's just that the woman's eyes and the moving poems are still circling in Qingqing's mind. It's unexpected that Murong Jin's painting and literary talents are so superb.

Qingqing couldn't help but have a new understanding of him. Murong Jin seemed inscrutable to her, and she thought that she would leave here after giving birth.

She thought that he should be a mystery that she could never solve in her whole life.

In the next few days, Qingqing never saw Murong Jin again.

And the clothes she made in Fang Shaoqi's silk and satin factory were also taken back by Yuanyang.

Early in the morning on the [-]th day, Qingqing got up and dressed, and heard from Yuanyang that if there was such a banquet in the palace in previous years, the prince would usually bring Concubine Ying to it. Will bring another side concubine to go.

Qingqing couldn't help sighing softly in her heart, this Concubine Ying must be very disappointed in her heart!But I won't stay here for too long.

Today, she put on a plum blossom makeup, and she looks so bright and charming.

The golden steps on the head shone with dazzling brilliance.

Qingqing suddenly saw Murong Jin in the mirror, who was also dressed in fancy clothes.

A voice suddenly came out from the bottom of her heart, Jin.

How ambiguous and kind it is to read only this one word.

She thought, that woman named Xuan'er used to call him so superficially!

And he is so handsome and suave, exuding a charming temperament from top to bottom.

"Are you ready?" he asked.

Qingqing nodded and gently put the veil on her arm.

The moment she turned her head, it seemed as if the whole room was lit up.

Murong Jin couldn't help but take a second look. Although she had put on a somewhat gaudy plum blossom makeup, it complemented each other like the darker part on the edge of the pink lotus flower.

It's more like the slim lotus that emerges from the water.

After leaving the room, the carriage was already waiting outside. Qingqing got into the gorgeously decorated carriage, and started on the road with some curiosity and uneasiness about the palace in her heart.

She gently lifted a corner of the curtain of the carriage, and saw Murong Jin riding a brown fur Cheng Liang horse in front, the wind gently rolled up his clothes, like a fairy.

(End of this chapter)