Lin Qingge felt a chill in her heart. She had no idea about unresolved feelings between people and ghosts.
After these years of hard work, I also understand that the gap between them has long been drawn.
Even though many things have been made clear, there is no possibility of changing anything.
The most important reason is that he is married.
She believed that he was a very responsible person at heart. Now that he was married, he would not break up easily no matter what the reason.
Just like when she wanted to live her own life with He Li Shu, he didn't want to.
It's not because of his deep feelings, it's because of his upbringing and habits that don't allow him to do such a thing.
Therefore, it is really impossible for them.
After thinking about this, she didn't care anymore and stayed quietly in the detention center without saying anything to the shopkeeper who came to see her.
It was just that the weather was still early spring, and it was warm and cold at first. Lin Qingge lay on the ground for a few days, and finally fell ill as expected, with a high fever.
…
Chu Nanfeng had just walked to the door of the house, preparing to go to the morning court, when a panicked and anxious government servant came over: "Chu, sir, Miss Lin has been infected with the cold and has fallen into a coma."
In the early spring morning, there was still a biting chill, which made people's faces hurt from scratches.
Chu Nanfeng's eyes narrowed slightly. There was no strange expression on his handsome face, but the chill in his voice made people feel frozen.
"Is the prison in Jingzhao Mansion now in such a state of disrepair?"
"Sir, where has Miss Lin ever suffered such hardship?" The yamen servant carefully looked at Chu Nanfeng's facial expressions, but could not see any emotional changes. He could only bite the bullet and said, "It is true that we did not take good care of him, but According to prisoners in other cells, Miss Lin was lying on straw without a quilt... How could she not be infected by the wind and cold?"
She did it on purpose.
All the yamen's expressions mean one thing.
Chu Nanfeng climbed onto the sedan without stopping, making the yamen officer's heart pick up in his throat.
If you don’t say anything, how should you deal with it?
Just when he was at a loss, the man's cold voice sounded again: "Send her to Yanyu Pavilion."
"Yes, sir!"
…
When Lin Qingge woke up again, everything around him seemed a little strange, but also a little familiar.
She had a headache, so she raised her hand to rub the center of her brow, and memories gradually flashed in her mind.
From the three days she spent in the prison, to the faint scent of medicine in the air.
Before she could figure out where she was, Chu Nanfeng spoke in a low voice filled with helplessness: "Qingge, your body is weak, what are you doing so hard for? It's so inappropriate to hurt yourself."
"..."
She swore that she really wanted to whip him.
If it weren't for him, would she have tormented herself like this?
When he raised his eyes, he saw the face that he had thought about for many years but now wanted to avoid.
Lowering her eyes, her voice had a hoarse tone that she hadn't spoken in a long time: "Chu Nanfeng, since you are worried that I will hurt myself, you should not show up again."
"But you don't cherish yourself, so why should I care?" His voice was still gentle, but full of bad elements.
That makes sense, don’t say it next time.
Lin Qingge supported the bed with his arms, slowly sat up, and put the pillow behind him to lean on.
Her face was very pale, her mouth was flaky due to dryness, and the tiredness in her eyebrows was even more obvious.
"Whether you care or not, you have to wait for me if you want to do anything. So, please leave now, I need to rest."
"You are sick, so you naturally need someone to take care of you. Wouldn't it be good for me to leave my married wife behind and come with you?"
She raised her hand suddenly and threw it towards his face.
But before her hand fell, his unhurried voice sounded: "Do you want to relive our happiness at this time? It's not impossible. Anyway, you don't cherish your own body, and neither do I." You have to care.”
A threat, an unabashed threat.
Even though Lin Qingge was filled with hatred, she could only suppress all her emotions.
"Chu Nanfeng, don't you think you are disgusting now? It's ridiculous to go behind your back and force a woman to be your concubine. If the people who admire you know that you bully a woman like this, no Do you know how many people will look down upon you?"
"I think they would be really disdainful if they knew that I couldn't even deal with the woman who betrayed me back then."
She suddenly felt that there was nothing to say to such a person.
Not only is he powerful, but he is also shameless. What can I say?
No matter how much she said, she would only make herself angry to death.
She turned around and wanted to lie down and continue sleeping.
Unexpectedly, as soon as her movement started, his hand fell on her shoulder to stop her movement: "Now that you're up, don't lie down. Drink porridge and take medicine to get better soon."
"And then, you throw me into prison?"
"Don't worry, it won't happen this time. After all, the single room there can still be seen. It would be too inconvenient for me to find you. But here is more suitable, so if you don't want to get better quickly, it is more suitable."
"..."
She felt like she was really going crazy.
How on earth did he do it, say such obscene words in such an understatement and indifferent tone?
When they were together before, he would also say some things that could not be explained to outsiders in bed.
But now, he is extremely shameless and can say anything at any time.
Lin Qingge glanced at the white porridge on the table, picked it up and forced himself to drink it.
She had no appetite, and the white porridge was tasteless, so she didn't want to eat it. But in order to let her leave as soon as possible, she ate a small bowl of porridge with great effort and drank the medicine in one gulp.
"The little girl who hates porridge the most actually drank it without anyone coaxing her. What a big change."
"How can I compare to you?"
The medicine was very bitter, and there was a nauseating feeling in his mouth. Lin Qingge didn't want to tangle with him, so he lay down and said, "Stop disturbing me, I want to sleep."
If he really left like this, it wouldn't be called bad.
Chu Nanfeng sat on the edge of the bed, reached out to pick her up and held her in his arms, stroking her pale cheek: "This is not a good attitude for an outsider. It's a rare time to see you. You shouldn't please me." ?”
"Are you sick?" She couldn't help it after all. "To please you? I wish you wouldn't show up at all."
"Tsk, she is indeed a woman who tells lies. She even said she missed me that day. Qingge, you are always like this. I really don't know which of your words is true and which is false. In that case, then Just do what I want to do.”
After saying that, he leaned down and kissed her lips.
The bitter taste of medicine lingered in her throat. He pulled her up to make her body move larger, and the discomfort intensified. As soon as he pressed against her, she pushed him away with all her strength, and then tilted her head to drink all the medicine she had just drank. Spit it out.
