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

Chapter 418 Worried ⑥

Murong Jin's hair was tied up with a good Hetian jade crown.

The whole person suddenly looked more romantic and suave.

Under the bright eyes, they are as perfect as a pair of lovers hand in hand.

Murong Jin's hand was broad and warm, holding Qingqing's little hand tightly in it.

The moment they got on the canopied sedan chair and the sedan chair curtain was drawn down, they looked at the blue and clear sky clearly. Maybe, after entering the deep palace, they would have no chance to come out again, but at this moment, she suddenly felt that Incomparable tranquility, without the slightest fear.

The two of them didn't say a word during the whole journey, the wind rattled the copper bells around the sedan chair, and the clear and crisp sound of the jingle bells was particularly pleasant.

Qingqing rested her head on Murong Jin's chest casually, that peaceful beauty seemed to stop time just like that.

Murong Jin lowered his head and kissed her pretty lips that were as moist as cherries, that kiss seemed to have the fragrance of pear blossoms, so charming and intoxicating.

Qingqing thought in a daze, if he wasn't Prince Zhao, wouldn't he have to face this bloody test today?

But if he wasn't him, could she still meet him?
In the past, she felt that feelings were nothing more than cold and thin things, as thin as paper, and could not withstand the test, but she and Murong Jin experienced the test of life and death on the battlefield.

How hard and difficult it is to walk hand in hand all the way.

The sedan chair stopped, and then the heavy palace door slowly opened, they drove in, the door closed slowly and heavily again, and the corner of the sedan chair curtain was lifted, the red palace wall split the blue sky, far away Looking at the golden glazed tiles from a distance, they flow like flowing waves under the dazzling sunlight.

This jade-built imperial palace looks so magnificent, but it makes people's hearts full of anxiety and erosion.

The sedan chair went straight along the long Yongxiang, and Murong Jin seemed to feel the restraint.

Through the slightly raised sedan chair curtain, Murong Jin said, "Look at that, this king lived in that palace when he was a child!"

Qingqing looked in the direction of his finger, and saw a palace from a distance, surrounded by peach trees, presumably no one took care of it for a long time, the slanted branches and vines protruding from the side of the peach trees were a bit random.

(End of this chapter)