I'm a princess, so what if I have three husbands?

Chapter 185 My Sister Killed Me

Everything was pitch black. My eyes didn't hurt, but my heart ached terribly. I longed to see his sister one more time.

He hated it. Why could that woman who looked just like his sister have such a hard heart?

Why was her affection for Gongshu Liang so steadfast? He almost fell for her.

But he was now completely powerless and could only barely cling to life. Gongshu Liang saw his condition and squatted down in front of him.

"Oh, how did the dignified Young Master Ling of the Wind Spirit Ghost Clan end up like this?" He then laughed heartily.

"Oh dear, I forgot, you can't see her now. So, how about it? Have you fallen for her?"

Su Fengling's lips moved, and he spat out a sound.

He spat out a mouthful of blood, and many spittle particles splattered onto Gongshu Liang's face.

Gongshu Liang stomped on his chest: "You think you're still the young lord? You're nothing but a prisoner!"

He glanced at Zhongli Yueluo beside him again: "Let's do it, Yueluo!"

Zhongli Yueluo raised the dagger high, about to plunge it into his chest.

At this moment, a familiar voice rang in Su Fengling's ears, seemingly a call from afar.

"Brother! Brother! Su Fengling!"

Su Fengling felt his lips moisten, and a sweet, metallic taste entered his throat.

Zhongli Yueluo was holding the dagger in her hand, and even though her palm had been cut twice, she didn't let go.

But Su Fengling was very strong and kept trying to stab the dagger into his own body.

"Su Fengling! Wake up!"

Zhongli Yueluo gritted her teeth, her lips turned white, and cold sweat beaded on her forehead.

She wanted to call He Yuhuan for help, but He Yuhuan was fast asleep and she couldn't wake her up no matter what she did!

Su Fengling's eyes darted around, the shouts echoing in his ears, but he couldn't open them no matter what he did.

"Die! Stab me!"

"What are you still alive for?!"

"You're just a blind man now, a useless piece of trash, nobody cares for you, nobody loves you!"

He struggled. Did he want to die... or was his heart already dead, even if she hadn't gouged out his eyes?

But the metallic sweetness in my mouth is undeniably real. What exactly is going on?

"Su Fengling, wake up!" Zhongli Yueluo frowned, her eyes filled with tears.

He struggled with all his might, and finally opened his eyes a crack. The first thing he saw was a pair of bloody hands.

The blood had already soaked his chest, making it sticky, sweet, and warm.

He opened his eyes wide and saw the whole picture; he was about to stab himself!

Zhongli Yueluo still didn't dare to let go, but at this moment Su Fengling had already let go of her hand. The person in front of her was his sister!

Zhongli Yueluo collapsed onto the car, the dagger falling onto the floor. She gasped for breath as he finally woke up.

His hands ached and trembled, and Zhongli Yueluo's hands were in so much pain that she was grimacing, but when he looked at her, his eyes seemed to travel through ten thousand years.

"Sister?" Her pupils trembled.

Before she could answer, he called out again, "Sister..." with a thick nasal tone.

Her body trembled slightly, her eyes reddened, and her voice choked with emotion: "Sister...it's you, isn't it..."

He held her tighter, as if that would keep her with him: "It's you, that's all that matters..."

Zhongli Yueluo was completely confused.

She caught a glimpse of his cold indifference and resentment the moment he opened his eyes.

Her arms ached so much she couldn't hold him, so she just gently rubbed her chin against his shoulder.

"What's wrong, little brother?" she asked gently.

Su Fengling grabbed her shoulders with both hands and stared at her face for a long time.

As if to see if the person in front of him was real or fake, his Adam's apple bobbed up and down, and his eyes were filled with pain.

Then came a passionate kiss, covering her lips and biting them, as if in revenge.

"Well……"

He gave her no chance to catch her breath; his breath filled every inch of her tongue and teeth.

She was in pain and struggling to breathe. He bit her tongue, their tongues intertwined and inseparable.

He put his arm around her waist, and the blood from her hand flowed onto his back.

He pinned her down and kissed her brow and the tips of her ears.

Then he sucked hard on his jawline and collarbone, his eyes filled with madness; he loved the taste.

Finally, he held her lower lip in his mouth, and it swelled up in no time.

He pried open her pearly teeth, greedily exploring every inch.

She did not resist, but simply followed his guidance. Her mind was blank, and she was somewhat unable to react.

He then released her, leaned close to her ear, and said in a low voice, "Sister, this dream was so scary..."

“Dream…” She nuzzled his nose: “What dream made you so scared?”

"Your Highness gouged out my eyes and tried to kill me." He stared intently into her eyes.

Her body trembled, and cold sweat broke out on her back. This was so similar to her past life.

"But sister, you wouldn't, would you? Hmm?" His gaze left no room for refusal.

She raised her neck, her bloodied hand caressing his face, kissing him lightly, and tears streamed down her face uncontrollably.

This time, he responded gently, each penetration slow and tender, until her face turned as red as a cherry.

After a long silence, their lips parted: "Why are you crying, sister?"

He wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes.

Only then did she realize that both her hands were bleeding, and the wounds were so deep that the skin and flesh were turned inside out.

His hands trembled, his eyes were filled with panic, and he gently grasped her hand, feeling heartache.

He quickly took out water to clean his wound and then applied the medicine powder.

"Hoo hoo, it doesn't hurt anymore, sister... hoo hoo..."

He gently kissed her fingertips; they smelled sweet.

Thanks to her blood, he was awakened from that dream that was both tender and wicked.

Zhongli Yueluo wanted to ask Su Fengling for specific details about his dream, but he was unwilling to say more.

He already harbored deep hatred for Gongshu Liang and Zhongli Yu, and his fists clenched as he thought about it.

He helped her sit up. He Yuhuan hadn't woken up even with all that commotion. Had she also been infected?

However, Su Fengling had not yet fully recovered and only wanted to completely possess Zhongli Yueluo.

He turned his head, his eyes filled with possessiveness, his breathing heavy, and leaned on Zhongli Yueluo's shoulder.

"Sister, you made me so sad in my dream, how can you make it up to me?"

He desperately wanted to push her down, but he did nothing in his dream because he knew she wasn't her.

"What kind of compensation do you want?" she asked.

"You! I want my sister... all of you." Her eyes were greedy.

He hooked his arm around her waist, his movements very gentle, as if afraid of hurting her, and she sat on his lap.

"That's good, sister, I won't move." He buried his head in her chest, her skin warm.

He longed to become one with her, but not now. He straightened her clothes and returned her to normal.

Then, impatiently, he lightly kicked He Yuhuan's shin with his toe: "Hey, get up."

He Yuhuan clutched her inner thigh, smacked her lips, and seemed to think that her dream was extremely wonderful.

Su Fengling was also unable to wake her up.

Zhongli Yueluo worried that others might also be trapped in a dream that was both gentle and vicious!