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

Chapter 768 Behind the sneer②

The Leng Gong was desolate, with desolate eyes, and with a creak, the long-sealed door was pushed open with dust.

The heart is like a heavy ups and downs.

Since coming here at night, Qingqing has been standing in front of this dilapidated carved window. What the room exudes is no longer the fragrance of acacia, but the smell of corruption due to no one living in it for a long time.

The half-opened dilapidated carved window was covered with thick dust and layers of fine spider webs.

The sky gradually turned pale, and a round of red sun broke through the clouds and gradually rose and became brighter.

In the lonely cold palace, there are no more intrigues and fears.

But the people I once loved are drifting away.

The sun was getting brighter and brighter, hitting her whole body with a dazzling golden-red halo.

She said lightly, why are you so stupid to come to this cold palace with me.The former glory and favor are gone, I am just a deposed empress, following me will only have a hard life in the future.

Ru'er calmed down and said from behind her, the master is the master of the slave for one day, and will be the master of the slave for the rest of his life, there is a saying that a loyal slave does not serve two masters, wherever the master goes, the slave will follow.

Standing like this without saying a word until the afternoon, the weather gradually turned gray, and after a while, raindrops began to fall, hitting the branches and leaves of the slanting trees in the courtyard, making a pattering sound.

Her pale thin lips parted slightly and murmured as if she was talking to herself, "Dianbasho's heart is broken, and the sound reminds me of the past, and the old books are still in my eyes, and the small characters are still in my hands.

The tired eyes are low and confused at first glance, and half of them are blurred when they look again.With a lonely face and a cold rain, a lamp is lonely, and it is expected that the love will be exhausted. Is there still love? "

A sneer of self-deprecating sneer rose slightly from the corner of her mouth, is there still love?

Once on that war-torn night, he and her went to court to marry and drank together wine. What he said was that they became husband and wife, so he didn't believe it.

But now he is so sure that she is a cruel woman who killed his unborn child.

She looked up, the rain outside the window fell on her face with the wind, and wet her face densely, as if the warm liquid overflowed from the corners of her eyes and slid down together with the rain.

(End of this chapter)