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

Chapter 118 What Does He Want ①
Qingqing only said, "It's a small village, in an unremarkable deep mountain, the prince probably doesn't know about it."

Seeing that she didn't want to talk more about this issue, Murong Jin asked again, "Have you ever read?"

Qingqing nodded, "I know a few words." She remembered that this sentence was a dialogue between Jia Baoyu and Lin Daiyu in Dream of the Red Chamber.

Looking at the bright moonlight through the half-open window, Murong Jin said, "Do you have any poems that you like to recite to the moon?"

Qing Qing replied, "Li Bai's "Jade Stairs's Complaint" jade steps produce white dew, and the night invades the socks for a long time. But she lowered the crystal curtain and looked at the autumn moon exquisitely." Her voice was very delicate and soft, and it echoed softly in this quiet study room. .

Murong Jin was slightly taken aback, Zeng Xuan'er also liked Li Bai's poems.

There was a faint smile on the corner of his mouth and said, "This poem is a bit too sad!"

Murong Jin can also be regarded as an elegant person, he said again, "It's been a long time since there has been a woman in the palace with whom I can sing poems and talk about painting!"

Qingqing said, "All the concubines of the prince are from famous families, so they are well-educated. As long as the prince is willing, they will naturally be willing to sing poems and talk about paintings with the prince."

But Murong Jin said, "They all only know how to flatter and curry favor in front of this king, or they just stare blankly, which is really boring."

If it was usual, those side concubines still cheered when he said what he said last time, thinking how much he flattered them, but this woman of unknown origin in front of him was really different from them.

Qingqing smiled and said, "Actually, isn't it because they care about the prince that they are so cautious?"

This implied that she, Zhuo Qingqing, didn't care about him at all, so she didn't submit to him.

Murong Jin felt that she touched his proud dignity again, and he lifted his chin with a long and slender hand and smiled evilly, "Don't forget, although you are not the real Shang Muxue, you are now My princess."

His warm breath hit Qingqing's face, itching, Qingqing's heart was actually a little nervous.

All along Murong Jin, she felt that she couldn't understand him.

(End of this chapter)