Tian's little cook

Chapter 1245
"How is it?" As soon as Kang Lin came out, Donna stepped forward and asked, "Have you eaten, master?"

Kang Lin shook his head, with a downcast expression, "I've been persuading her for a long time, but the queen still refuses to eat."

"How can this work?" Donna stomped her feet anxiously, "Master hasn't eaten for two days. If this continues, my body will definitely not be able to bear it."

Since returning to Jingren Palace the day before yesterday, Lin Zhimo had locked himself in the bedroom, not eating or drinking, just sitting there in a daze, as if he had lost all energy.

Donna persuaded her to eat to no avail, and asked Kang Lin to persuade her, but it still didn't work.

"Dona, do you want to tell the emperor?" Kang Lin hesitated, "The emperor should."

"Tell him what to do!" Donna frowned, "Master is the one who became what he is today."

Realizing that her voice was a bit loud, Donna pulled Kang Lin aside, "You are not allowed to mention the emperor in our palace, nor are other people's names."

Just thinking about what happened in Yikun Palace that day, Donna's teeth itch with anger.

Wu Yuyan carefully designed a game to push the master in, but the emperor didn't believe the master, and even suspected her relationship with Zhang Linghan, making her a target of public criticism.

Donna understood that the master took the things she hadn't done on the spot to her, and at that moment, she was completely disheartened.

When it was time to light the lamp, Donna pushed open the door of the bedroom, and it was pitch black inside.

"Master, I'm here to light the lamp." Donna resisted the discomfort in her heart, and lit the lamp on the table.

Lin Zhimo was leaning on the imperial concubine's couch, clutching something in his hand, with his eyes closed.

Knowing that she was not asleep, Donna walked over with light steps and closed the window next to the imperial concubine's bed.

"Master, it's early winter now, open the windows to cool off, you have to take care of yourself."

Taking another look at the cold food on the table, Donna squatted in front of the imperial concubine's bed, "Master, would you like something to eat? I'll ask the small kitchen to make something warm for you."

She didn't move after she finished speaking, waiting patiently for Lin Zhimo's reply.

After a long time, Lin Zhimo finally opened his eyes, looked at the roof, and said slowly, "Donna, I feel so uncomfortable."

"Master, what's wrong with you?" Donna said hastily, "I'll call for the imperial physician right away."

Lin Zhimo reached out and held her with one hand: "I feel uncomfortable."

Donna's eyes suddenly turned red.

"No matter how difficult life was before, I was very happy. But after I entered the palace, I never felt happy again."

Donna sniffed, "Master, I know all about it."

She watched with her own eyes that the smile gradually faded from Lin Zhimo's face, leaving only pain.

"Donna, what do you think I should do?" Lin Zhimo said sadly, "What should I do?"

She's trapped herself where she is now, becoming less and less like her.

If she stayed like this, maybe one day, she would really go crazy in this dark and boundless harem.

"Then let's not stay here!" Donna said quickly, but quickly stopped.

Wanting to leave the palace, now it seems that it is just a dream.

After Donna withdrew, Lin Zhimo sat in a daze again until he was awakened by the sound of a watch call outside the palace.

Child time has come.

"Three days." Lin Zhimo said slowly, and then opened the palm of his left hand. A small dark green bottle was lying in the palm, which was the fake death medicine that Zhang Linghan gave her in the imperial hospital that day.

She waited for three days, but Huangfu Chu never came to look for her once.

Lin Jiao had already died in her heart, and she had no reason to stay any longer.

Only leave.

(End of this chapter)