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

Chapter 87 Tranquility②

Looking at the sunlight coming in from the long carved window, Qingqing asked Murong Jin, "Is the weather nice today?"

Murong Jin nodded and said, "The sun is very bright!"

Qingqing said softly, "I want to go out and bask in the sun."

Murong Jin replied, "Okay." The imperial physician said that she would wake up less and less in the future, so he would do his best to fulfill her requests.

At this time, the servant girl had already brought over Qingqing's brocade robe, and Murong Jin put it on for her with her own hands.

Qingqing watched his slender and nimble fingers fasten the strap of the robe for herself and said softly, "Thank you!"

Murong Jin's heart tightened, and he just said lightly, "What is there to thank!" He was really afraid that Fang Shaoqi would not find the antidote, and after the second seven, the medicine stone would not be able to recover.

He went out with Qingqing in his arms.

The warm sunlight shone on Qingqing's body, she raised her eyes and saw Murong Jin's eyes, in fact, his eyes, like Fang Shaoqi's, also had the same light and transparent amber color.

It's just that his eyes were even deeper, without the warmth in Fang Shaoqi's eyes.

There are many strange stones in the garden, covered by green bamboos, making it cool and pleasant.To the north of Fangbi Cong is also a large courtyard, in which there are many rockery rocks and lake stones, as well as plantains, crabapples and other ornamental flowers and trees full of southern flavor.In the courtyard, you can often see the precious red-crowned cranes picking their feathers and swinging their wings among the flowers among the stones, enjoying themselves leisurely.All kinds of rare birds in the exquisite bird cages under the eaves of the corridors on both sides make crisp and melodious chirping sounds from time to time.

Murong Jin put Qingqing on the imperial concubine chair prepared in advance, Qingqing gently closed her eyes, her almost transparent white skin was shining in the sun, and her slightly trembling eyelashes were a bit playful.

The scent of sweet-scented osmanthus was inhaled into the nostrils. Murong Jin hadn't experienced this peaceful feeling for a long time.

He also gently closed his eyes, enjoying the tranquility of this moment.

(End of this chapter)