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

Chapter 208 Farewell②

She resolutely walked towards the side door, as usual, there was no one in that desolate place, the moonlight shone on Qingqing's body, and there were some dilapidated yards beside it, it was said that some female relatives who made mistakes were confined.

It's just that Murong Jin hasn't imprisoned anyone yet, so this place is still desolate.

Due to no one taking care of it for a long time, the weeds are endless. Although the grass has withered in winter, it is still a thick lump under the feet.

Qing Qing thought, even if he was favored for the rest of his life, so what.

After all, he will not belong to her completely.

She is willing to give up such a life.

It wasn't the ancient Zhuo Wenjun who said, "The snow is like snow on the mountain, and the moon is as bright as the clouds. I hope that I will have one heart and never leave each other."

Although she was reluctant, she still left.

———Gorgeous dividing line———

At this time, by the artificial lake next to the garden, Xiaoqian was holding the Buddhist cushion under the Guanyin, and the master told her to find a place where no one was around and far away from their yard to destroy the evidence.

But as soon as he walked out, the wind was like howling ghosts and wolves.

She was already uneasy in her heart, but at this moment she was even more trembling.

After finally walking to the shore of this artificial lake, the wind here is so strong that the fire can't be lit.

She wanted to simply throw this thing into the lake.

But just as she raised her hand to throw it away, she heard the sound of crying like a child accompanied by the howling wind. Xiaoqian let out a cry. She thought it must be Princess Zhao's child who came to seek her life.

She hurriedly knelt on the ground and kowtowed her head fiercely, "Little prince, you can't blame... slave! The slave is just a slave, and it is all instructed by the master. It has nothing to do with the slave, it has nothing to do with the slave!..."

At this time, a torch suddenly lit up behind the tree, and a group of servants rushed up and restrained Xiaoqian.

Concubine Xin who came out from inside held a Persian cat in her arms.

The cry that sounded like a baby just now was just meowing.

Concubine Xin let go of the cat in her arms, walked quickly to Xiaoqian and said sharply, "It's the little prince of the princess who was murdered by your master and servant!"

(End of this chapter)