Chapter 11: She Doesn't Want It
After coming out of the bathroom, Lin Wanru was already so hungry that her chest was pressed against her back.
After summoning the purple kite to lift her and dressing her, with the support of the purple kite, Lin Wanru was able to walk two steps, but the pain in her body still did not disappear.
If the purple kite let her go now, Lin Wanru had no doubt that she would fall directly to the ground, so she could only keep scolding the bastard in her heart, and then lay on her antique bed.
To be honest, if it wasn't for the necessity, Lin Wanru didn't want to lie on the bed now, and now as long as she saw the bed, she couldn't help but feel frightened, blaming that bastard.
Luo Lifeng, who was in the upper court, suddenly let out a sneeze, which frightened the courtiers and asked:
"Your Majesty is sick?"
They were all busy handing over to the imperial doctor, and they took Luo Lifeng's pulse on the spot.
Looking at these courtiers, Luo Lifeng's expression couldn't help but darken.
"I'm fine, I think it's a little cold, it's okay, the secretary continues to deliberate."
"Your Majesty, the country of Zhao has suffered from a great drought this year, and I pray that Your Majesty can support 100,000 stone of grain so that they can survive this year. I don't know ......."
"Oh? Did Zhao Guo say anything else? ”
Luo Lifeng asked softly with a straight face.
"Uh...... He didn't mention anything else, only that he would let His Majesty support the food. ”
"Okay, I know, it's just that I don't have any extra grain in Daliang this year, so let's go down and squeeze out 50,000 stone of grain, let Zhao Guo buy it, after all, my country's grain is not for nothing, as for the price, it doesn't have to be too high, and it will be increased by one percent on the basis of the market price."
Luo Lifeng's discussion is in full swing, and Lin Wanru is already in the cold winter here.
After finally having breakfast, Lin Wanru was just about to go outside for a walk and relax, but as soon as she arrived at the palace gate, she was stopped.
When Luo Lifeng left in the morning, he had already made an order to block the entire Zisu Pavilion, and no one could go out, and no one could enter, even if the queen came.
Seeing this, Lin Wanru could only stomp her feet and went back to sleep with an angry face.
She really didn't know what Luo Lifeng thought, since she was already his person, and he was already like that to her, what was she afraid of?
Besides, this is the palace, and she can't escape alone, so will he lock himself up? What exactly was he afraid of? Is it true that he is the golden silk bird he kept in the birdcage?
Thinking of this, Lin Wanru didn't know what was going on, and suddenly remembered the matter between her and Luo Lifeng, could it be that this man really planned to keep him as a pet?
Thinking of the beginning when Luo Lifeng forced her, Lin Wanru was forced to sacrifice her body in desperation, yesterday he was in a good mood, took himself out, and when he came back, he went crazy, and today he locked himself up.
The more Lin Wanru thought about it, the more angry she became, the more she felt like Luo Lifeng's pet, her fingers clenched with both hands, her nails pierced her palms, and blood flowed out of Lin Wanru's delicate palms.
However, Lin Wanru didn't feel this, all she thought about was her future.
Do you really want to entrust your whole life to this man who treats her as a pet, and when he loses his love for her, he abandons her, doesn't ask, and dies alone?
This is not the life she wants, in her previous life, she was injured by her lover, and she lived a new life, or so, no, it was not as good as the previous life, after all, she was still free in the previous life, but in this life, she was reduced to a man's plaything.
Suddenly, Lin Wanru's eyes went dark, and she fell straight on the bed and fainted.