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

Chapter 770 Continue to Instigate ①

After listening to the court lady's report, a sneer appeared on the corner of Concubine Xuan Gui's mouth. She just wanted to let this frivolous woman taste what it was like to be abandoned by her favorite man.

She hates this couple.
They killed Lin Mingyang, who she loved the most in her heart, and the debt was paid with blood. Not only did she want them to suffer from the pain of mutual suspicion, but she also wanted them to die miserably, so as to relieve her heartache.

She looked at the dark and uncertain sky outside the carved window. Although she knew that Lin Mingyang didn't love her, some people couldn't help it.

Just fell in love unconsciously.

That deep and lingering love has been integrated into the bone marrow.

An unforgettable love that will never be forgotten in this life.

But that bad woman didn't cherish his love so much, and even killed him.

That kind of hatred was burning in her heart, making every inch of her skin feel heavy pain through the blood.

Her scallion-like nails pierced fiercely into the palm of her hand to puncture red blood, but she couldn't feel the slightest pain.

The deep hatred in her heart almost buried her whole body.

That kind of depression plunged her into an abyss that she couldn't extricate herself from.

Revenge and making them suffer is the only way for her to be free.

She asked the maid coldly, what is the emperor doing these days?
The maid replied, "I would like to inform the imperial concubine that the emperor has been reviewing and reading in the imperial study for the past few days, and he has never left the imperial study except for the early court."

The sneer on Concubine Xuan's face deepened a little, and she changed her clothes for Bengong, who was going to the imperial study to meet the emperor.

She is going to see the current Murong Jin.

After a while, Concubine Xuan changed into a light pink floor-length dress, with a simple decoration on her head, and she purposely made her face very pale and haggard.

Then he went out and got into the soft sedan chair.
When she arrived at the imperial study room, she slowly pushed open the carving and fell to the long door. With a creak, the bright and clean gold bricks reflected the colorful patterns on the ceiling. On the high dragon throne, Murong in a bright yellow robe Jin stared at the memorial in his hand, like a sculpture, but his eyes clearly drifted away.
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Sorry everyone, the state is not very good recently, and it is even slower.

(End of this chapter)