Chapter 39 Chapter 39 Lingchuan heard the folk song from his hometown
"We can't sleep together in life, but we can study together in death? Lingchuan, do you really think you have a choice?"
Gu Shi felt angry and helpless.
Lingchuan cruelly denied everything he said.
He believed that he had already monopolized all of Lingchuan, and Qin Sizhao was just a clown who coveted his treasure and overestimated his own abilities.
But now he discovered that he was the shameless third party and the culprit who destroyed a marriage.
Lingchuan's love for him was the foundation of his life, but he no longer believed that Lingchuan would still love him. She already had someone in her heart. This had destroyed all his sense of security.
But now she actually... actually wants to torture him like this.
What do you mean by asking him to bury Lingchuan and Qin Sizhao in the same grave...is he worthy of it?
"What right do you think you have to choose? You don't even have freedom when you're alive, so how can you have it when you're dead?"
She just sighed to herself:
"That's right. Once you're dead, it doesn't matter where you're buried."
She stared blankly out the window, where the pomegranate flowers were in full bloom.
“If only there were ghosts after death.”
"Why, after I kill you, are you going to turn into a ghost and haunt me?"
He wanted to be haunted by Lingchuan's ghost. He wanted her to pester him, strangle him, and humiliate him. Only in this way could he feel that she loved him.
The only thing he couldn't stand was Lingchuan treating him as nothing.
But now she just stared out the window in a daze, and he could do nothing about it.
"No, I hope my mother can come and see me, but she loves me the most, yet she won't even entrust me with a dream."
She turned her head to look at Gu Shi. The corners of his eyes were slightly red. Although he had a handsome face, he inexplicably had a sense of vulnerability that was both resistant and longing.
Although Lingchuan didn't want to admit it, she did have a strange fascination with him. He had a strange and rare temperament, and seemed to be able to withstand all her torture.
Lingchuan didn't know why Gu Shi liked her, but she knew that he needed her to constantly bring him pain, but if she was with him, she would only become an increasingly twisted person.
She didn't like herself becoming like this.
Lingchuan looked at Gu Shi, smiled slightly, and asked:
"What do you like about me?"
Gu Shi was stunned. He didn't expect Lingchuan to ask him this.
"I don't remember..."
Gu Shi blurted out.
"Maybe when I first fell in love with you, I needed to find a few reasons, but now I really can't remember why I liked you in the first place. Only that feeling remains."
"Now I realize that this feeling has become a part of me and I can't let it go."
Lingchuan didn't say anything, just sneered. She didn't want to continue talking to Gu Shi at length, she was annoyed by all the nagging.
"I want to visit my mother's grave."
When Lingchuan's parents were buried, they specially chose a place with good feng shui in their hometown.
At that time, Gu Shi was afraid that she would be frightened, so he did not allow her to look at the charred body. She felt as if all the bones in her body were broken, and she just kept crying.
"It's too far. You're not suited to the journey now. You should wait until you're better."
Lingchuan just wanted to ask her mother what she should do.
She wanted to turn her fate back on track. She wanted to return to her hometown and marry the husband her mother had carefully chosen for her.
But they are blinded by love and want to sink into this bloody sea of love where they torture each other to death.
She became a mean woman, loving two men at the same time.
"Gu Shi, let me ask you, what should I do if I fall in love with two men at the same time?"
He was silent for a while, then asked cautiously:
"Am I one of them?"
Lingchuan was amused by him and replied:
"I guess so."
Gu Shi breathed a sigh of relief and looked at her with red eyes.
"I am already satisfied with this."
He reached out and held Lingchuan's face, gently kissing her lips.
Her lips felt cool to the touch and rubbed sensitively.
He only kissed her once before releasing her.
"I'm sorry, Lingchuan, I ruined your original life."
He held her hand and said with a broken heart.
In front of her, he became the most humble sinner in the world. He gritted his teeth, hated Lingchuan, and squeezed out the words from between his teeth word by word:
"Since you think I'm mean and dirty, why not let me do all the mean things I can do?"
Lingchuan was too lazy to pay attention to him. He just agreed perfunctorily and lowered his eyes.
Just as she was distracted, she suddenly felt herself bumped into and her body started burning as if on fire.
Gu Shizheng pressed her against the bookshelf and kissed her deeply.
He used his tongue to forcefully push open her teeth, invade her lips, and stir forcefully.
Her lips became wet and soft as if they were about to melt.
He began to kiss her neck, leaving red marks on it.
Lingchuan took the initiative to hook his neck, and his sleeves fell loosely, revealing half of his silver-white arm.
She kissed him back and nibbled on his neck, running her hands over it.
"continue."
He continued to kiss her, but she pushed him away.
"That's not what I want. It's time to move on."
There was a hint of reproach at the end of her sentence.
Seeing that Gu Shi was indifferent and just stared at her coldly, she tried to hook his belt eagerly.
"Hurry up, it's not like you don't react."
He pushed her hand away and said expressionlessly:
"You're pregnant. You can't continue."
"Never mind, just keep going..."
Once she was aroused, she would often act without regard for anything else and lose all her rationality. Gu Shi had always been good at taking advantage of this to keep her in suspense.
She hooked her arms around his neck to kiss his Adam's apple, but she only kissed the back of Gu Shi's hand.
"I'm not your male lover..."
Gu Shi had a cold face and pushed her away condescendingly.
"Gu Shi! You basket-less thing! Bah!"
Lingchuan was furious and cursed him with a few ugly vulgar words, even cursing his eight generations of ancestors. In the end, he was still not satisfied, so he raised his hand and slapped him in the face. With his face flushed, he ran away angrily.
Gu Shi touched his cheek, which was burning.
It was really humiliating to be slapped like this, but a trace of sweetness emerged from this humiliation, like honey mixed with the blade, and he swallowed it all into his stomach.
Lingchuan has always had someone else in his heart...
It really makes my lungs and intestines burn with oil and fire...
But he just couldn't quit.
Lingchuan returned to the bedroom angrily and sent all the maids away.
She cursed in her heart. If Gu Shi didn't help her, she would just do it herself!
But just as she untied the belt of her clothes, she heard the sound of a flute coming from outside the window.
That tune was not common in Beijing; it was a folk song from her hometown. The last note had a circle, as if it was a joke.
Lingchuan's eyes instantly turned red. That was the tune her father could play. Her mother often joked that it was with this skill that her father was able to win her over to be his wife.
Who can play such a flute?
She put her clothes back on and walked out. The flute music stopped. She turned around and saw a palace maid in a light yellow dress bowing to her.
Lingchuan was startled. The appearance of this palace maid was quite extraordinary, with a pair of beautiful almond-shaped eyes, a charming gleam in her eyes, a silky look, and long eyelashes. She was simply breathtaking.
At first glance, you will be mesmerized by these charming eyes and will no longer notice the small flaw of her slightly upturned nose.
Nowadays, the palace specifically selects simple and capable palace maids, and it is rare to see such a lovely beauty.
The palace maid spoke first:
"My name is Huang Xing. Let's talk here... Miss Tao Jinrong?"
How did this palace maid know her real name?
Lingchuan was startled at first, but then he understood everything. Without saying a word, he pulled Huang Xing into a deserted path.
"Miss Tao Jinrong, Lord Qin Sizhao has done me a favor. To repay him, I have infiltrated the palace to deliver a message to you. From now on, this little tune of the flute will be the code for our communication."
The palace maids also like to play in their spare time, so it’s not surprising that someone is willing to play a few tunes. Lingchuan nodded.
She frowned and said word by word:
"Please rest assured, there is absolutely no personal relationship between me and Lord Qin Sizhao."
Her eyes were no longer charming, but became firm, which complemented her slightly square jawline.
She continued, word by word:
"I absolutely cannot ruin my benefactor's marriage. I sneaked into the harem today to give this to you on his behalf."
She took out a small white bottle and handed it to Lingchuan.
"This is a drug that can fake your death. Please take it after 49 days. By then, Master Qin Sizhao will naturally find a way to replace the girl's body. Please rest assured."
Fake death drug?
Lingchuan picked up the small white bottle and took a look at it. It was really ordinary. She couldn't help but open the stopper out of curiosity. There was only a brown-black pill inside. When she smelled it, it was no different from the pills she had taken before.
"Can you really fake death by eating it? You won't actually die, will you?"
Somehow, Huang Xing's eyes turned red and she kept looking at Lingchuan.
"Lord Qin Sizhao is truly devoted to you. How can you judge him like this?"
"It's not that I don't trust his character, it's that I don't trust...his medical skills..."
She somehow remembered that when she was a child, Qin Sizhao went to give a beggar an acupuncture. The beggar was still hanging on to his last breath and kept begging Qin Sizhao to save him, but after he gave him the injection, the beggar rolled his eyes and convulsed to death. She was so scared that she had nightmares for several days.
Qin Sizhao's expression remained calm, and he smiled and comforted her not to be afraid. She had admired him very much when she was a child, but now that she thought about him, he had seen life and death at such a young age. It was not admirable, but rather pitiful.
"Master Qin Sizhao is an excellent doctor and never makes mistakes. Even if there were mistakes, they would never happen to you."
Huang Xing sneered, then she pursed her lips, lowered her head, and said in an almost inaudible voice:
"You can't let him down."
After saying this, she hurried away.
Lingchuan's fingers stroked the medicine bottle repeatedly.
Death-faking drug? After taking it, Gu Shi would think she was really dead?
Qin Sizhao is really bold and wants to do something big with her.
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