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

Chapter 703 Hot and Lingering ①

That night, Murong Jin had dinner at Kunning Palace. After the meal, Murong Jin suddenly held Qingqing's hand and said, why don't we go for a walk.

Qingqing followed him out of the hall, only to hear Murong Jin's whistle, the BMW ran over with a thud, and Murong Jin carried Qing Qing onto the horse.

Galloping all the way out of the palace gate,
Qingqing turned around and asked Murong Jin, where are we going?
Murong Jin smiled but didn't answer, the wind blew past his ears, behind him was his acquaintance's warm embrace, Qingqing turned his head to look at the imperial palace compound which looked more forbidding in the night, and was left far behind .

It would be great if they just leave like this and never come back, but they all have things they can't let go of.

Qingqing knew that he couldn't let go of his country, and he probably couldn't let Concubine Xuan go now either.

Qingqing knows that she can't let go of him, although there will be hatred, but as long as she hugs him, the hatred will be softened like melting snow.

There is love in my heart, and hatred becomes so tormenting.

The lights of the capital are getting farther and farther away.

There are no lights everywhere, but the bright moonlight shines everywhere.

I clearly remember this woods. That time when Murong Jin took her from the palace to ride his horse through this woods before he could go up the mountain. He once said that he would ride his horse here when he was in a bad mood. Enjoy the moon and stars on the mountain.

Could it be that he has something on his mind today.

She didn't ask, but just let him take her on a gallop.

There is a kind of flying pleasure.

When you reach the top of the mountain, you can see a bamboo pavilion there, surrounded by lavender curtains, with beautiful candles inside, and the curtains are gently rolled up and down by the wind. Immersed in the moonlight, it is like a fairyland on earth.

I can't help but sigh, it's so beautiful!

Murong Jin dismounted and carefully carried her off the horse.

The corners of the mouth are raised slightly with a beautiful arc, as long as you like it.

Qingqing asked in disbelief, did you design it?

Murong Jin smiled and said, do you know what day it is today?

Shaking her head in confusion, what day is it?
Murong Jin pampered her nose and said, today is the third year of our marriage.

It suddenly dawned on them that they were still on the battlefield that time, and they hurriedly held that wedding that was not extravagant but very romantic and warm.

Her heart suddenly became sour, and tears rolled in her eyes. It turned out that he still remembered it.

(End of this chapter)