I am favored by the tyrant, so what if I am vicious?

Han Mubai was slightly startled. He turned his head and looked at the palace attendant in disbelief: "Did Concubine Jia really spread this?"

The palace attendant immediately took out a pair of jade earrings and said, "Empress Jia had long guessed that Young Master Han would have some doubts..."

Han Mubai looked at the pair of jade earrings, and his originally gloomy and violent eyes instantly became gentle.

This was given to Ge'er by him.

He was overjoyed and no longer had any doubts. He immediately stood up and followed the palace servants out of the banquet and went to the side hall next door.

Zhou Lingge was almost suffocated by Qin Feiling's kiss... She felt drowsy and all the air in her mouth was gone.

Her fingers clutched his collar tightly.

"Um... Your Majesty, I am about to be kissed to death by you."

Qin Feiling couldn't help but rub her soft spot, and Zhou Lingge couldn't help but moan.

His eyes were bloodshot, and he murmured softly, "Goblin, I will die on you sooner or later."

He applied less pressure on her lips, giving her a moment's respite. His thin lips still did not leave hers, gently as if a feather brushed past, rolling over and over on her lips.

There was lust in his eyes. Calculating the time... it had been a long time since he touched her!

If he wasn't attending a palace banquet, he would have wanted to eat her right now.

Qin Feiling suppressed the desire surging in his body and let go of Zhou Lingge reluctantly.

Zhou Lingge was feeling dizzy because of the alcohol she had been drinking. She squinted her eyes... and wanted to sleep.

"Your Majesty, I want to take a nap. I feel a little sleepy..."

Qin Feiling's eyes were filled with doting as he rubbed her slightly red lips. "Then go to the side hall and rest for a while. I will go back with you after the palace banquet."

Zhou Lingge raised an eyebrow and looked at Qin Feiling: "Tonight is the Queen's birthday. Logically, Your Majesty should go to Fengluan Palace."

"The Queen is pregnant now, so it's inconvenient for her to serve..." Qin Feiling glared at her with a sullen face: "Why, Concubine Jia wants to refuse the favor again?"

He hadn't touched her in days.

Tonight, he must torture her to death.

Zhou Lingge looked at his eager eyes, and she felt a little scared. She quickly curled her lips and smiled ingratiatingly: "Your Majesty, you are joking. How dare I refuse your favor? Your Majesty favors me, and I am so happy that I can't contain myself."

"Then I will withdraw and rest. The Queen will not blame me for my disrespect, right?"

After she said that, she changed her previous domineering attitude and looked at the queen cautiously.

Qin Feiling patted her shoulder and said, "It's okay. The Queen has always been tolerant and generous."

Zhou Lingge curled her lips and smiled, without saying anything else, she let Qiao'er help her stand up slowly.

Zhou Siya turned her head to look at her, and Zhou Lingge left without saying a word.

Qin Feiling said that Concubine Jia was tired and should go and rest for a while.

Zhou Shiya was so angry that her chest heaved violently.

But in order to continue to maintain the dignity of a queen, she curled her lips but said nothing.

She stared at Zhou Lingge's departing figure... A hint of darkness flashed in her eyes. Everything was ready, just waiting for Zhou Lingge to enter the side hall, and she would jump into the trap she had set.

Humph... Zhou Lingge, you're done!

Zhou Lingge felt dizzy and was carefully supported by Qiao'er as he stepped into the side hall step by step.

The lights in the side hall were dim. There was an incense burner in the center of the hall, and white smoke was drifting around.

A faint fragrance wafts through the hall.

Qiao'er observed the layout of the hall and whispered, "My Lady, there seems to be something wrong with this incense."

Zhou Lingge's originally sleepy eyes suddenly became clear.

She leaned on the beauty bed, pinched the handkerchief, and covered her lips and nose.

She whispered, "Think of a way to replace the incense without anyone noticing."

Qiao'er's eyes flickered and she responded in a low voice.

She shouted, "Your Majesty, please change your clothes..." Then a palace maid came in with a tray and helped Zhou Lingge wash and change her clothes.

Taking advantage of the chaos, Qiao'er was quick and agile. He quickly extinguished the incense in the stove and relit another incense with a similar fragrance.

Then she stuffed the replaced incense into the laundry tray.

The palace maid left with the tray.

Zhou Lingge leaned back on the beauty couch, supported her chin with one hand, and slowly closed her eyes.

"Qiao'er, go and guard outside the palace. I'll take a nap for a while."

Qiao'er looked around and slowly nodded in response.

Then she left the inner hall.

The heavy palace door was slowly closed.

The light in the hall was even dimmer than before.

If there weren't candles lit in the hall... it would probably be pitch black.

Zhou Lingge leaned on the beauty couch, closing her eyes and resting... Suddenly she heard a slight sound of footsteps.

She remained calm and continued to remain still.

She could clearly feel that the person was walking out from the bed.

His steps were untidy...it seemed that he was not awake?

The next moment, she felt a burning breath rushing towards her.

"Ge'er, is that you?"

When Zhou Lingge heard the familiar voice, she suddenly opened her eyes.

What she saw was Han Mubai with a flushed face, kneeling on one knee in front of her, staring at her with blurry eyes.

Zhou Lingge's eyes were a little dazed.

Her breathing stagnated. After meeting Han Mubai again after two lifetimes, she no longer had the heart-pounding feeling she had for him at the beginning.

She once really liked Han Mubai.

But all the likes in the previous life were completely worn away by the torture of pain.

She knew that what she had experienced was not Han Mubai's fault.

He was innocent from beginning to end.

He had never let her down, never hurt her.

She can hate everyone except Han Mubai.

She had complicated feelings towards this man and didn't know how to face him for a moment!

Han Mubai got closer and closer to her, and his trembling fingers touched her cheek.

There was a burning light in his eyes, and his voice was extremely hoarse: "Ge'er, I miss you so much... I haven't seen you for a long, long time. I thought I would never see you again... Unexpectedly, God gave me the chance to see you again."

In his previous life, he turned into a lonely soul and watched her limbs being chopped off and tortured to a state worse than death.

At that time, he wished he was still alive and could risk his own life to rescue her from Zhou Shiya's clutches.

But he was just a soul, he didn't even know where to go, and he could do nothing.

He could only watch her suffer and despair, and could only watch her fall into hell and suffer.

There was nothing he could do.

Han Mubai's eyes were red, and his strong longing and affection were like vines that tightly wrapped around him. He could no longer bear it and grabbed her wrist tightly, pulling her into his arms.

"song……"

"sorry."

His body couldn't help but tremble, and he felt like he was broken.

Zhou Lingge was held tightly in his arms and could not move at all.

She could sense…his intense emotions.

A cold tear fell on her neck.

Zhou Lingge was stunned.

Han Mubai is crying?

Before she could react, Han Mubai pinched her chin with his fingers and leaned down to kiss her eagerly.