Chapter C140 Part2
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Chapter 140 His request (2)
Lin Qing was satisfied. Even though he was very tired, he still refused to close his eyes. Keeping her eyes fixed on him, Zhao Zimu let him lean on her and whispered in his ear, “Go to sleep, I will always be here. I won’t leave.”
Sure enough, as soon as she said this, she immediately found out that Lin Qing’s beathing slowed down. Zhao Zimu knew that this was a state only when a person was asleep.
A pale face, cold eyebrows and thin body. Zhao Zimu stared a long time at Lin Qing before moving her gaze away from Lin Qing’s face. Then, her expression became cold.
“Master,” Liu Dejin said. As a merchant and a successful merchant at that, although he was young, his ability to discern what someone was thinking from their body language was not small. Little chubby Dejin knew that his master was angry and he has never seen his master show such a cold look.
Sure enough, Zhao Zimu slowly opened her mouth, “Have you found out the whereabouts of His Majesty’s group?”
Liu Dejin shook his head slowly. Zhao Zimu didn’t ask more. Since Lin Qing hid emperor Jinghui, he would definitely hide him in an extremely secretive place. It seemed that all of this could only wait until he wakes up.
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A few days later, Lin Qing woke up at a place. When he opened his eyes, he saw a purple-clothed woman sitting beside him. Lin Qing frowned and resisted his inner anxiety. He still shouted at the person in front of him, “Aunt Qing.”
Aunt Qing who was cleaning up after giving him an injection, glanced at him with a look of surprise and satisfaction in her eyes. She nodded faintly and said, “You are really lucky to not have died even like this. You don’t know that you already have fever for a few days. You originally were a person who was about to lose his life. If it wasn’t because Zimu insisted on treating you no matter what, presumably, you would’ve been dead now.”
Unexpectedly, Lin Qing really survived. It could only be said that he didn’t deserve to die yet.
However, if Zhao Zimu had gone one day later, Lin Qing might’ve really died in that smelly cell. A treacherous official of a dynasty, no one would say anything if he ended up like that because it was what he deserved the most.
Aunt Qing retracted her surprised gaze and deliberately ignored his questioning eyes. She turned and walked out.
She hasn’t seen the girl that she had raised for so many years care about anyone so much. So, she was jealous and let him be uneasy for a while. Like that, she could also vent the sulkiness in her heart a bit.
Aunt Qing left. Lin Qing jumped out of bed without any hesitation. He leaned on the wall with difficult and walked towards the outside of the house.
This was another courtyard. From the look of the layout, the style was very similar to Fengya Pavilion and he was able to guess a bit what this place was. He didn’t dare to walk around. Lin Qing also knew that it would be a bad thing if someone discovered him in this state. The capital must’ve been turned upside down now. Any clue could make him be in danger of exposing himself. Even if he knew that this place belonged to Fengya Pavilion, Lin Qing didn’t dare to walk around and found a convenient place near the entrance of the other courtyard to sit down.
There were a few orchids and chrysanthemum blooming magnificently in front of him. Lin Qing didn’t know what breed they were and stared at them in daze. He felt someone hug him from behind. A familiar temperature and a familiar cold fragrance.
“Why did you come out?” The voice of the person behind him was a bit muffled. She was tightly pressed against him. Lin Qing didn’t answer. Instead, he pulled her to the front and kissed her. However, in the end, he was pressed against the wall and his breathing became unstable.
Holding his slumped body, Zhao Zimu helped him into the house. Lin Qing said nothing again and pulled her to the bed.
He was restless. Zhao Zimu was very obedient and cooperated in being intimate with him. She carefully avoided his wound.
“Almost died,” Lin Qing gasped in his ear.
“Were you afraid,” Zhao Zimu asked.
“Afraid.”
Zhao Zimu felt a bit of heartache. She bent over and took the initiative. Lin Qing moaned once. Then, his chest rose and fell violently. He said, “Situ Yuanxiao came looking for me when I was imprisoned and threatened to replace me in your heart.”
“I will vent that anger for you,” Zhao Zimu stopped and spoke.
“Situ Yaohua asked people to assassinate me. Although, I let them succeed on purpose, it hurst,” Lin Qing frowned.
“…Don’t be afraid,” Zhao Zimu felt much ache in her heart and just wanted to treat him better.
“I almost died.”
Hearing the grievance in the speaker’s voice, Zhao Zimu felt that something was stuck in her heart. She looked at him and said, “I will kill them for you.”
“No need,” Lin Qing said. He also didn’t want her to do it. He knew that she was actually very kind and it was only hidden by her usual indifference.
Zhao Zimu still looked at him with firm eyes as if he must give her an answer.
Lin Qing smiled and then opened the palm of her hand. He said with deep eyes, “Love me.”
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