sjar Chapter 113 Suffocation
Chapter 113 Suffocation
Zhou Lingge was caught off guard and was kissed deeply by him.
He rolled up all the pastries in her mouth into his stomach.
Her scent and sweetness were also plundered by him.
She raised her hands somewhat helplessly and grabbed his shoulders.
Gradually, she became a little breathless.
The corners of her eyes were red, and there was a faint crystal-like luster shimmering in her eye sockets.
At this moment, in Qin Feiling's eyes, she was so beautiful that words could not describe it. Both her appearance and figure seemed to be the most perfect masterpiece of God.
Her skin is as white as snow and crystal clear; her eyes are as bright as stars, sparkling with charming light; her hair is as silky and soft, gently brushing across her face, exuding a faint fragrance.
She is tall and slender, with curvaceous curves, and every movement is filled with grace and charm. Her smile is like a flower blooming in spring, so charming and alluring that it captivates everyone.
Her voice is melodious, like the sound of nature, which makes people feel moved. Her presence is a kind of beautiful enjoyment that makes people irresistible.
Her every frown and smile firmly locked his heart! Qin Feiling's heart was sinking for her little by little!
Fortunately, she was his! Only his!
Zhou Lingge was breathing heavily, sinking into Qin Feiling's gentle kiss... She was a little dazed, but at this moment she was actually happy, so happy that she seemed to have no worries at all.
She looked at him seductively and called out tenderly, "Your Majesty, Qin Feiling."
Qin Feiling's body trembled slightly, his eyes filled with a blazing light. He raised his head and gently rubbed her slightly swollen lips with his thumb. He said seductively, "Be good, keep calling me by my name."
"Qin Feiling."
"Yes, I'm here."
"Qin Feiling." Zhou Lingge couldn't help but laugh softly.
The corners of Qin Feiling's mouth also curled up, and he looked into her eyes lovingly: "Ge'er."
"Qin Feiling. Our names have a homophone. Ling... Ling..." Zhou Lingge giggled, her fair wrists tightly around his neck. In his doting eyes, she seemed to gradually turn into a carefree little girl.
Qin Feiling's heart was so soft.
He nodded slowly: "Yes, our names have the same pronunciation, Ge'er, is this also a kind of fate?"
Zhou Lingge raised her cheek and kissed him on the lips.
Qin Feiling deepened the kiss, and then he held her tightly in his arms.
She pressed her little face against his chest, feeling his heart beating like a drum.
A strange emotion leaped into her heart.
The smile on Zhou Lingge's lips suddenly froze.
She lowered her eyes in panic, avoiding Qin Feiling's gaze.
What was she doing just now?
She was actually laughing happily? She couldn't help but kiss Qin Feiling?
No...she shouldn't be like this.
It's not normal.
Zhou Lingge suddenly felt a sense of suffocation.
Suddenly, a crystal tear slid down the corner of her eye.
At this moment, her heart actually began to ache.
She subconsciously pushed Qin Feiling away and hurriedly withdrew from his arms.
Qin Feiling was stunned and looked at Zhou Lingge who pushed her away with confusion in his eyes.
"Ge'er, what's wrong? Are you feeling unwell?"
Zhou Lingge almost didn't dare to look up at him.
She pursed her lips, suppressing the complex emotions surging in her heart, and replied in a hoarse voice: "I suddenly feel a little tired and want to return to the palace to rest. I am afraid that if I stay here, it will delay His Majesty from handling government affairs, so I'd better not disturb His Majesty."
"I'll take my leave..."
After she said that, she didn't wait for Qin Feiling's response and immediately walked out of the hall.
Qin Feiling was almost stunned, and he wanted to get up and chase after him.
Zhou Lingge seemed to have noticed something. She turned around and looked at Qin Feiling: "Your Majesty, don't worry. I'm fine... I just feel tired. Maybe pregnant women get tired easily. I just need to rest for a while. Please don't delay your work because of me, otherwise I will be a sinner."
Qin Feiling frowned as he looked at her pale face. He suppressed his suspicion and pursed his lips: "Okay, go back and take good care of yourself. I'll come to see you when I'm free."
Zhou Lingge nodded, and without further hesitation, she left the imperial study immediately.
Qiao'er supported Zhou Lingge, whose hands and feet were becoming increasingly cold, with some confusion.
"My lady, what's wrong with you?"
Zhou Lingge staggered onto the sedan chair. She gritted her teeth and suppressed the emotions in her heart: "It's okay, I just feel a little bored suddenly, and I want to go for a walk in the Imperial Garden."
Qiaoer agreed immediately.
The sedan chair headed towards the imperial garden.
Zhou Lingge sat in the sedan chair and slowly closed her eyes...the scenes from her previous life that made her despair slowly emerged.
Zhou Shiya's face was filled with hatred and she growled through gnashing teeth, "Why? Why would he like you? Why doesn't he even look at me? I'm his first wife."
"The most beautiful woman in the world, huh? I'm going to remove all your beautiful bones... and make them into a bone fan, to play with in my palm every day. Zhou Lingge, you truly deserve to die... But I won't kill you. I'm still struggling in hell, so why should you die so easily?"
"Wanting to die... isn't that easy. I will peel your skin and bones, and cut you into pieces. He likes you, and this is your sin... I will make you remember this excruciating despair for the rest of your life."
"You can't like him... and you can't fall in love with him, otherwise... you will definitely go to hell, you will go to hell."
Those extremely hateful voices echoed in Zhou Lingge's mind like a curse.
She frowned and covered her ears tightly.
She gasped and growled through gritted teeth: "Stop talking, shut up."
"No one can stop me in this life."
"You can't do anything to me. I just want him to fall in love with me. I just want him to fall in love with me and go crazy for me."
Qiao'er was outside the sedan chair and heard Zhou Lingge's low roar. Her face suddenly changed and she quickly asked the palace servants to find a hidden corner and put down the sedan chair.
She opened the curtain of the sedan chair and looked at Zhou Lingge with worry in her eyes.
"Mother, are you okay?"
Zhou Lingge suddenly raised her head and opened her eyes.
Her eyes, which were originally beautiful, charming and bright, were now filled with bloodshot.
She looked at Qiao'er in a daze.
She reached out and held Qiaoer's hand tightly.
"Everything is different after all, right? I am now Consort Yu, the Imperial Concubine who is second only to the emperor and above everyone else..."
Qiao Er quickly agreed: "Yes, Your Majesty is now a noble concubine. Except for the concubines in the harem, none of them has a higher position than Your Majesty."
Zhou Lingge curled her lips and smiled. After all, she had changed the fate of her previous life.
In this life, she would never again have her limbs chopped off, be turned into a human pig, and live a life neither human nor ghost.