Chapter 1178: Chapter 1212: I Won’t Allow You to Die
Although it wasn’t the first ti Nangong Bing called him “husband,” each ti she did, Lin Zifeng felt a slight sense of suffocation.
“What’s wrong? Are you feeling hot?”
Seeing the slight sweat on his forehead, Nangong Bing reached out to touch it.
But another large hand suddenly grabbed hers.
“Hey! It’s broad daylight, and last night you… Are you still thinking about it?”
Nangong Bing furrowed her brows and said timidly.
Let’s rewind to last night: When Lin Zifeng ca ho, Nangong Bing was taking a bath. In a burst of animalistic desire, he stripped bare and ran into the bathroom, which led to the bedroom, and finally…
Anyway, eight rounds of passion in one night was satisfying for him, but left the Empress Dowager feeling so sore that she got up much later than usual.
If he hadn’t spent so much ti looking for protection last night, it wouldn’t have been just eight tis!
“…”
Lin Zifeng was at a loss for words. Just great. I didn’t even start talking, and you’ve already painted as such a person. Am I really such a sleazy guy?
Simply speechless.
“Hey, is there really sothing you can’t figure out? You can tell , I can share the burden with you,” Nangong Bing said, nodding seriously.
Without wild speculations, she thought, after all, Lin Zifeng sotis looked worn out when he ca ho recently.
He must be very tired. As his woman, she naturally should understand her husband’s hardships.
But still, Nangong Bing couldn’t figure out what he was busy with to be so exhausted.
“I killed soone.” Suddenly, Lin Zifeng said calmly, as if the words had been brewing in his heart for a long ti.
“…”
As expected, Nangong Bing’s expression froze.
He knew that telling her the truth would undoubtedly shock the Empress Dowager.
“What, what did you just say?”
Nangong Bing thought she had misheard, so she asked again.
“I said I killed soone, soone I knew. The relationship wasn’t very deep, but we were acquainted. Yet I had soone kill him.” Lin Zifeng confessed honestly. After all, hiding it didn’t make sense, and talking to her about it might bring understanding or comforting words, which was better than keeping it bottled up inside.
“Why did you kill him?”
To Lin Zifeng’s surprise, Nangong Bing wasn’t startled, but rather calm: “So why did you have soone kill him? Did he offend you, or was it for another reason?”
“Interest.” Lin Zifeng blurted out without hesitation: “Because our interests conflicted, if I didn’t kill him today, I’m afraid the one who’d die in the future would be . Or maybe soone by my side.” Lin Zifeng said ticulously and seriously.
He reached out and tightly grasped Nangong Bing’s white and delicate wrist, his expression solemn as he said, “What I fear most is the people around . It doesn’t matter if I die, what I dread is that before I die, the people around would suffer because of it.”
“Lin Zifeng! What are you talking about? Dead or not dead? It’s early in the morning, and you’re telling these things?”
Nangong Bing sprung up, forcefully shaking off his hand, her face flushed, eyes feigning anger, as she pouted, “I forbid you from saying things about death anymore!”
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