Chapter 49 Zombie King (Part 4)
Gu Yanjing put on his clothes and went upstairs, leaving Lu Lingjun alone buried in the mud, contemplating life.
"Your Majesty." Lu Lingjun suddenly crawled out of the mud, his face covered in dirt, looking like a mud figure.
Gu Yanjing paused in surprise.
Lu Lingjun stared intently at Gu Yanjing's retreating figure and continued, "Your Majesty, if I had not laid a hand on you or forced you, would Your Majesty have developed any feelings for me?"
He was still unwilling to give up.
He fought for it, waited for seven years, but he still only believed in himself.
As expected, Gu Yanjing replied coldly, "No."
Even if she were to admit it, Gu Yanjing wouldn't.
Lu Lingjun gave a bitter smile.
As expected.
"Then I still do not regret scheming against Your Majesty back then. Even if I was wrong and guilty, I was a short-sighted person. Since I could not wait for Your Majesty's favor, I could only take it by force."
Lu Lingjun and Gu Yanjing grew up together, and they are exactly the same at heart.
However, while Lu Lingjun would smile, Gu Yanjing was not pleased.
"You should have died by my hand back then." Gu Yan turned around in surprise, his eyes filled with an unyielding chill.
"No, I do not wish to die. If I die, how can I ever again be with Your Majesty?" Lu Lingjun remained defiant, as if he had nothing to lose.
Others always say that lust is terrifying, but Lu Lingjun felt that they had never experienced its captivating flavor.
Back in the Heavenly Realm, if he hadn't been so captivated, Gu Yan probably wouldn't have had the chance to wake up.
Upon hearing this, Gu Yanjing's face darkened completely. With his long, wet hair still on, he turned and left.
Lu Lingjun chuckled, lowered his head to wash his face, and shamelessly followed after him again.
On the other side, Nan Wan'er crawled out of the quilt, tearfully found a little water, moistened her lips, and finally managed to open her mouth.
Just then, a woman pushed open the door and came in. She was dressed in tattered clothes, like someone who had survived in the wilderness. She was not very old, about twenty-five or twenty-six. When she saw that Nan Wan'er was awake, she looked at her with some disdain.
"She's awake," the woman said.
Nan Wan'er opened her mouth, but her throat was too dry, and she couldn't say a word.
Seeing this, the woman threw her a water bottle, which was only half full.
Nan Wan'er's throat was parched, so she quickly picked up the bottle and gulped it down.
The woman's face looked rather pale, and she also seemed a little distressed.
Nan Wan'er instantly thought of something bad.
There's something wrong with this.
Judging from the woman's attire, she should be from a modern world, but this wilderness survival scenario doesn't seem like a normal modern world.
Is this... a time travel to the 1980s? But wait, this outfit isn't from the 1980s.
Nan Wan'er at least had some brains. Instead of acting like those idiotic heroines in novels who claimed to have amnesia, she calmly asked, "How many days have I been asleep?"
His voice was hoarse, as if he had been poisoned by drugs, and it sounded terrible.
Nan Wan'er was startled when she heard it herself.
What's with that melodious voice of hers? It sounds like an old lady's voice.
Could she have transmigrated into the body of an old woman? But that doesn't make sense. She just touched herself, and she felt quite large and bouncy. She couldn't possibly be someone over 30.
Ugh, so annoying, why isn't there a mirror here?
The woman looked Nan Wan'er up and down with a strange expression: "You've been asleep for a week. Have you noticed anything strange?" For example, being able to breathe fire or water.
Nan Wan'er: "I think it's pretty strange that I've been asleep for a week and still haven't died."
I feel like I've transmigrated twice in a row, and the **golden finger** and **system** are also quite strange.
I also think you're quite strange.
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