Concubine forced marriage: Six-finger princess

Chapter 433 Missing
"Rong'er, Rong'er..."

"Sister-in-law three, sister-in-law three..."

"Princess Yu, Princess Yu..."

Three people with three different titles, one after another in the crowd, with six eyes scanning everyone who passed by them all the time.

A white cloud accidentally covered the sun, and the earth became a little dark in an instant.

After the white cloud drifted past the sun, the earth became bright again, but what was not bright was the human heart.

Ever since he came out of King Yu's mansion, King Qing sat alone at the stone table in the garden, holding a teacup in his right hand and staring at the sachet in his left hand.

So engrossed almost obsessed.

Even if he didn't say what Rong'er was thinking, he could still feel it, but he couldn't figure out what she wanted to do. The reason why she married Jiang Haoxuan back then was completely under the pressure of Shui Chongtian. He believed in Rong'er's heart. It hasn't changed from beginning to end.

However, recalling the laughter he heard in Prince Yu's Mansion now, he felt that Rong'er was so joyful and happy, so he had to ask himself, who would Rong'er be happier with.

Is this little girl really going to be with Jiang Haoxuan for the rest of her life?

Will she be able to return to his arms?

Maybe she, like Huan Ting, will never come back once she leaves.

His persistence and affection are doomed to nothing...

This is the punishment God gave him.

In the past, he did too many things that he shouldn't have done. Now it should belong to him, and everything doesn't belong to him.

The corners of his lips curled up, a wry smile hung on his face, he put down the sachet, took a sip of tea, his body felt comfortable and his heart felt a little bit bitter.

"Lord"

A beautifully dressed woman walked over gracefully, put her arms around his fair neck, sat on his knees, and kept winking at him, "My lord, am I so good-looking?"

Qing Wang raised his hand and gently stroked her cheeks, neck, chest, and even lower abdomen, with a satisfied smile on his face, "Very good."

The woman smiled sweetly, lifted his neck, stared at him, and was about to kiss him with her small mouth open.

"My lord!"

This voice swept away the ambiguous atmosphere around.

His sharp eyes turned to the person coming, his face was gloomy, "What's the matter?"

(End of this chapter)