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Volume 4 849 Just be my mistress

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    Sometimes she would cry when she was slapped so hard, and then she would stay awake and without food for two days and two nights, which made Zhen Mingku suffer from insomnia.  Sometimes she would be in a better mood. Zhen Mingku would always make some homemade chocolates and Portuguese egg tarts. Ling Shuang had zero resistance to delicious food, especially some of the weird foods made by Zhen Mingku. She refused to eat them.  When she was eating food, Zhen Mingku secretly hid some desserts in her room. Ling Shuang's nose was always as sensitive as a puppy at this time. She could not resist the temptation, found the hidden food, and secretly ate a piece.  , and then got out of hand and ate to the fullest.  After eating, she regretted it and would take her anger out on Zhen Mingku. No matter what the occasion, as long as she found Zhen Mingku, she would walk up to him. No matter how many people were present, she would be rude in front of so many people.  She slapped him expressively, then looked at him blankly for a while, then turned around and left without saying anything.  No matter how many people are in front of her, she is always straightforward.  The most outrageous time was at the military aircraft office of Tiance Mansion.  Those present included Li Daliang, Pei Xingyan, Li Jing, Xu Shiji, Yuchi Jingde and others.  Ling Shuang just opened the door, walked straight to Zhen Mingku, slapped him, then turned and left. ?????????????????????????????????????????????????? Everyone looked at Zhen Mingku inexplicably, thinking that he had done something shameful to her to make her angry, and they were afraid that he would not be able to show his anger on his face.  Who would have thought that he would laugh inexplicably instead. When people asked him what was so funny, he just said.  The fact that she had the strength to hit him meant that she was eating, anything that would allow her to eat.  Not to mention slapping him lightly like this, even if Ling Shuang slaps him with a brick, he will be very happy.  Everyone gave a thumbs up and said teasingly: "You are indeed worthy of being the famous infatuated husband!" Sometimes Zhen Mingku deliberately hid it secretly, locked it with an iron box, and left a note on it, saying "I want to."  You can eat. Don¡¯t hit anyone after eating!¡± Or don¡¯t let her find it at all.  Ling Shuang even shows such depth in giving up on herself that no one can tell what she wants to do at a glance. She always does some inexplicable actions.  Zhen Ming was puzzled, either dumbfounded or shocked and unable to figure it out.  Zhen Mingku also consulted with Xing'er.  See if there is any way to cure her moody illness.  But Xing'er only said, "This is a disease of low self-esteem. No one can cure her except you!" Zhen Ming pondered for a long time, but still couldn't find the solution.  If he could guess a woman's changing thoughts, he wouldn't be helpless against Ling Shuang now.  In fact, he knows that Ling Shuang is a proud woman who does not allow herself to lose to anyone, let alone humiliate herself in front of the people she likes, and lose her self.  She used to be aloof and pure, a pure and pure Princess of the Tang Dynasty.  Even if her innocence was ruined, it was ruined by the person she liked. Now she has suffered such unbearable humiliation. For her who is traditional and conservative at heart and deeply poisoned by feudal ethics, this is more terrifying than death.  Her feelings for him are complicated and tangled. She hates him. If it hadn't been for him, or if it had been someone else on the battlefield, she wouldn't have been soft-hearted. She is a general who has experienced hundreds of battles and knows how to treat others better than anyone else.  To be kind to your enemy is to be cruel to yourself.  If it had been anyone else, she would have killed her enemy without hesitation, instead of letting him go repeatedly.  She hated herself even more. She knew that he was an enemy, but she still couldn't bring herself to kill him. She even made a lifelong promise to him in private and said that she was willing to be with him for the rest of her life. If it weren't for him, she wouldn't have been able to say that in her entire life.  Such words.  She should have let him die in her hands, but unfortunately things went against her wishes. She endured so much pressure for him, but he didn't let her go at all, was inconsiderate of her, and deliberately went against her.  From the day he met him, he had never been gentle to her. He was either teasing or sarcastic. But he was as gentle as a sheep to Zhang. As long as Zhang asked, he would do anything for Zhang.  Zhang realized it.  And she just begged him to put down the butcher's knife against her for her sake and help her realize her long-cherished wish to unify the world, but he refused without hesitation, showing a ruthless attitude that even if he was her enemy, there would be no room for negotiation.  How many times did she want to hang him up and beat him to pieces.  Now that her body had been defiled, she was no longer worthy of him. Instead, he became gentle to her, willing to work without complaint, beaten or scolded. No matter how unreasonably she made trouble, he always acted cautiously, as if she were a fragile thing.  Like a porcelain doll, she takes great care of her.  Is it mercy or charity?  She would rather he be cruel and ruthless to her.  She wanted to see what he could do?At what point does she leave him as soon as he shows a hint of impatience, completely forget about him, and hide so that he can never find her.  The more gentle and tolerant he was, the more she felt that he was pitying her, and the more she felt that his flattering smile was annoying and begging for beating. ?¡­ ?That day she was sitting in the pavilion by the pond in the garden of Tiance Mansion, staring blankly at the moon hanging in the sky, and the sound of rustling footsteps sounded behind her.  She didn¡¯t know how to turn her head and ignored her. Zhen Mingku didn¡¯t ask for her opinion and just sat next to her.  "Shuang'er, I want to ask you something." Ling Shuang didn't even bother to look at him. Zhen Mingku knew that she wouldn't talk to him, so he moved his buttocks, touching her thigh to thigh, and gently put one hand around her from behind.  Ling Shuang was slightly repulsed by her waist, but unfortunately he had no shame on his face, as if you are my woman, and I can hold you however you want. She was no longer bothered to argue with him. After glaring at him, she said  Ignore him again.  Zhen Mingku hugged the beauty, feeling satisfied that she had possessed the world, and said softly: "In a few days, Li Yuan will marry Zhang Jieyu" When he said this, he felt that Ling Shuang's body was obviously  The ground trembled, but he didn't think much about it, thinking that she only reacted this way because she heard the names of the Li family and his son who caused her to be like this. He continued: "There is something I want to ask you, do you know?  The origin of Zhang Jieyu is not simple. I told you last time that I met a female assassin on the way to see Queen Dou. At that time, I suspected that she was a maid in the palace. Queen Dou asked me to get rid of Zhang Jieyu.  A few days ago, I sneaked in and discovered that Zhang Jieyu was actually the female assassin who assassinated me. I think she had a deep grudge against the Li family and her son, and she had been looking for an opportunity to take revenge. " Ling Shuang finally couldn't help but turned her head and looked meaningfully.  He glanced at her and asked, "Have you not seen what she looks like?" Zhen Mingku shook her head: "It was late at night and Li Yuan came, so I had to hide under her bed and wait until she fell asleep before I got out of bed.  When she came out, my hands were almost numb. I looked like she was going to assassinate Li Yuan on the wedding day." Ling Shuang showed a look of surprise.  Zhen Mingku added: "I always feel that her voice and smell are very familiar, but I can't remember it." Ling Shuang said with a little ridicule and sourness: "Are you attracted to her?" Zhen Ming  He couldn't understand why she cared so much about this woman, and said helplessly: "You fell in love with her just by listening to her voice? Who do you think I am, a perverted nymphomaniac? Hey, that's not right, Shuang'er, are you jealous?" He  Immediately feeling a little proud and surprised, the hand around her waist tightened, holding her closer to him.  "Who has time to be jealous of you? It's none of my business how many women you have. I just want to go to a place where no one bothers me, and I can spend the rest of my life quietly." "Don't forget that you dare to leave.  If I say it, I will still make this world a mess. Even if you want to live the rest of your life quietly, you must be by my side, where I can see you at any time. " Ling Shuang hates him the most.  He threatened her with such words whenever he had time, but she refused to accept his threats and couldn't help shouting: "Am I your prisoner?" "You are my woman." "Your woman is in Jiangdu!  " "Also in front of me." "I don't want to be married to anyone else. I can't marry you even if I marry a pig or a dog. I won't marry anyone in this life." "I didn't say I wanted to marry you. Just be my mistress.  Okay." Ling Shuang's face turned cold and her eyes revealed a fierce look.  "You're kidding, you're kidding, why don't you have any sense of humor? Shuang'er, I haven't heard you play the piano for a long time. Let's play a piece for my husband." Ling Shuang was indifferent, and she couldn't think of anything that he was unknowingly trying to take advantage of.  A good way to deal with it is to usually not want to talk to him, but you will always be provoked by him unknowingly and start a fight with him.  Her body gradually recovered under his careful care and threats, and she no longer felt any discomfort. The dishes he cooked himself could always easily arouse her appetite. Her body recovered well.  The wounds have also healed, and now she can defeat two grown men at any time with her bare hands.  His physical contact made her feel awkward. She had never felt this way before. The shadow Li Jiancheng left in her heart did not disappear as the wound healed.  She showered three times a day and always felt dirty inside and outside her body. Even though her skin had been wiped with a towel until almost a layer of skin fell off, the feeling of disgust still followed her.  Just when Zhen Mingku whispered in her ear, "Good Shuang'er, it's late at night, let's go to bed", she trembled all over, avoided him like the plague, and cursed"You go sleep with the pigs in the pigsty." She hurriedly turned back to her room, closed the door with a bang, leaned behind the door, whimpering Zhen Mingku stood quietly at the door,  I was speechless for a long time.  That night, he sat at her door, leaned against her door, curled up and fell asleep. It wasn't until the next morning that Ling Shuang, who hadn't slept all night, opened the door, and he fell onto his back with a thud and woke up.  He stood up in embarrassment, with a bright and sunny smile on his face, as if nothing happened last night.  "Shuang'er, you're awake. Did you sleep well last night?" (To be continued)
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