Lin Feiwan stared straight at the scene in the center of the hall. Suddenly her lips turned white and her fingers trembled.
The scene of Zilan's death seemed to be still happening, as if a dagger had been used to slice open Lin Feiwan's heart bit by bit.
"Xiao...Che...what on earth do you want to do? Don't you think it's enough for you to kill a Zilan in such a dirty way?"
A prisoner standing in the center of the hall got off Chu Wuhen, turned around and looked at Lin Feiwan. When Lin Feiwan saw his naked front, she suddenly foamed at the mouth and felt sick in her stomach.
Seeing her reaction, Xiao Che waved his hand and said to the entangled people in the palace: "Chu Wuhen, I will let you go for once today. If you don't reveal the mastermind behind you, the one who will mate with you tomorrow will no longer be able to mate with you."
It’s the men but the bitches in heat in the cage.”
"Ugh... vomit..." When Lin Feiwan heard Xiao Che's words, her stomach felt sour again, and she vomited all the bitter water in her stomach onto the bright red mandarin duck sleeve pillow.
When Xiao Che saw this, he was not angry. Instead, he blew on the decoction in his hand and shouted to Lin Feiwan: "Come here."
Now when Lin Feiwan heard his voice, she felt her body getting cold. She hugged the quilt tightly again and curled up in the bed again.
Seeing her scared look, Xiao Che immediately lost his patience and yelled again: "You should know the consequences of disobedience." After that, he took a sip of the decoction in his mouth, then climbed up on the bed and opened Lin Feiwan's body.
He pulled the quilt over her head, pointed it at her lips, and forced the medicinal soup in Lin Feiwan's mouth.
When he left Lin Feiwan's lips, Lin Feiwan suddenly vomited wildly and spat out all the unswallowed decoction on the pillow. Upon seeing this, Xiao Che's eyes were so fierce that several bloodshot eyes popped out.
"Lin Feiwan, don't force me to do anything I don't want to do. If you don't drink this medicine, Hua Chen will be the next Zi Lan, here comes someone..."
"I'll drink." Lin Feiwan didn't wait for Xiao Che to cry out, her face was covered with tears, and her haggard voice was full of humiliation and burden.
Lin Feiwan had never thought that she was so great, that she would endure humiliation and survive for Hua Chen like this, and endure all the hardships.
Seeing that she suddenly became docile, Xiao Che sat down, took a sip of the soup with a spoon and handed it to Lin Feiwan. Lin Feiwan closed her eyes and put her lips to her lips as she swallowed the soup he handed over expressionlessly.