Don't hurt me, the emperor: ugly women mess up the harem

Chapter 335 [Is it an illusion? 】

"baby……"

On the way home, Jing Lingke always felt a voice whispering in her ear, but the moment she turned her head, there was nothing.

"A Li, did you hear anything?" Jing Lingke nervously squeezed Gu Chuli's hand tightly. At this moment, he was the only one who could give him a sense of security.

"Ke'er, I didn't hear anything. Did you not sleep well last night, so..." Gu Chuli knew that she hadn't slept well these days because of herself. The weakness of ordinary people, coupled with poor rest, day-to-day thinking, and hallucinations are also possible.

"I..." Jing Lingke opened her mouth, also doubting, Ah Li's martial arts are so high, and her hearing is extremely sensitive. If she can hear it, it is impossible for him not to hear it. So, maybe, she really is worrying too much.

……

After a tiring day, after dinner, Jing Lingke went back to her room and lay on the bed, but couldn't fall asleep.

The late autumn night was very cold, Jing Lingke huddled her hands and feet, and suddenly touched the jade bracelet on her wrist, her thoughts immediately jumped to those happy scenes in the past.

However, the scene changed quickly, he said, he didn't fake the show for real, Qing Xiao said, they just wanted to get her tears of love, the blood of her heart.

Even now, thinking of these, her heart aches faintly.

"Xiahou Chennan..." Jing Lingke closed her eyes, trying to throw this name into the darkness at the bottom, but found that the more she didn't want to, the more it surfaced.

It seems that this period of silence is waiting for the eruption of this day!

With a splitting headache, not enough rest for a few days, coupled with the fear of him, for a while, my head became dizzy, and began to fall into a blank and black and white.

……

The cold wind cut people in the middle of the night, Jing Lingke slept extremely unsteadily, her body twisted unnaturally, and her brows were tightly knit together.

In the darkness, a pair of eyes watched her every move without blinking, sometimes gentle as water, sometimes as cold as snow...

After an unknown amount of inner struggle, those hands, slender and cold hands... slowly and tremblingly touched her frowning brows.

"Chen Nan! Huh!" Jing Lingke suddenly uttered, choking and crying.

(End of this chapter)