Peerless Concubine: Ghost King, this palace wants to rob

Chapter 863

"Instructor, are you okay?"

When Zhou Ling walked to the training ground, his face was still a little pale, and the recruit girls looked at her nervously.

"I'm fine, let's start training!" Zhou Ling shouted while suppressing the slight nausea in his chest.

This disgusting feeling came and went quickly. When Zhou Ling returned to the office after training, she felt that nothing happened, so she didn't take it to heart.

evening,

After work, she drove home, the light in the living room of the villa was on, Zhou Ling smiled, why did this guy leave work earlier than her.

In the past, Zhou Ling would arrive home first, and Murong Yao would almost be back by the time she was cooking.

"Are you back?" Murong Yao poked his head out from the kitchen.

"Um, are you cooking?"

After Zhou Ling changed his shoes, he walked into the kitchen and glanced at him, "It's quite rich."

"I was thinking about picking you up when I got off work, but I glanced at the time to come back and cook you a meal, so I didn't go. Are you cold today?"

Murong Yao was cooking soup, turned to low heat and hugged her and shook her gently.

"How could it be cold if you wear so many clothes on me? They all thought I was fat." Zhou Ling smiled and glared at him.

"Fat is fat, as long as the body is fine."

Murong Yao let go of her and pinched her nose, but when he looked at her closely, the man frowned immediately.

"Why is your complexion so bad? Are you tired from training? Or is it uncomfortable?"

"Huh? No, I guess I'm just tired. Just rest for a day." Seeing him so nervous, Zhou Ling quickly comforted him: "Your wife and I have the physique of a special soldier. Do you think I get sick so easily? I will ask for a day off tomorrow. I'll be fine if I rest at home."

Seeing that Zhou Ling had gone out, Murong Yao didn't say anything, and hurried to get food.

"vomit……"

When Zhou Ling walked out of the kitchen, she couldn't hold back her nausea, but she didn't eat all afternoon, so she couldn't even vomit.

"Come and eat."

At the dinner table, Zhou Ling was a bit sleepy, and she didn't even have the slightest interest in the food she usually likes to eat. She only felt that her appetite was extremely poor.

"Why don't you eat? Are you hungry?" Murong Yao looked worried.

Zhou Ling stroked his stomach lightly, "I always feel like I can't eat any more. You eat first, and I'll lie down for a while."

After she finished speaking, she went upstairs directly, her stomach was so nauseous, and she always wanted to vomit, Zhou Ling fell on the bed, lifted the quilt and got in, and fell asleep after a while.

When Murong Yao came in, he was carrying soup. Seeing that she was asleep, he didn't have the heart to wake her up. He just went to bed carefully, hugged her gently, stroked the woman's head gently, and stroked the broken hair on her forehead. .

Zhou Ling frowned all the time in his sleep, as if he didn't trust anything. Even when Murong Yao touched her, her whole body tensed up. This was her vigilance for many years, but now she was so uncomfortable that she didn't care at all. Open your eyes with strength.

Seeing Zhou Ling like this, Murong Yao wished he could detain her at home, but he didn't want to deprive her of her freedom.

"I want to drink water."

Zhou Ling said weakly, and Murongyao heard it clearly, and quickly got up to bring over the still warm soup.

"You sit up and drink a little, you haven't eaten at night, your stomach can't take it." He coaxed in a low voice.

Zhou Ling reluctantly sat up, opened her eyes and took the bowl, but when the bowl was delivered to her mouth, she frowned, her stomach was churning, and she was so disgusted that she wanted to spit out her intestines.

"Take it away!" Zhou Ling's face was very ugly.

(End of this chapter)