Nan Qing could not open her eyes at first, but suddenly she felt a pain in the instep of her feet. She opened her eyes and looked over in confusion, and saw such a erotic scene!
Feng Chao actually played with her feet and even bit her on the instep. The teeth marks were very obvious. He bit her awake with some force.
Nan Qing was a little weak and spoke weakly: "What are you doing?"
Her whole body was limp and weak. She lay there for several days and the broth and medicine were force-fed. It was normal for her to have no strength now.
Feng Chao was a little surprised to see her wake up. Although the imperial doctor came to see her this morning and said she would wake up today, it seemed too coincidental.
Feng Chao squeezed her feet a little harder. He didn't look into her eyes and looked down at those white and tender feet to hide his embarrassment.
Feng Chao said: "These feet look most beautiful when dancing, especially when they step on the dark brown animal skin drum."
Nan Qing lay still and smiled weakly: "Your Majesty likes to watch. When I feel better, I will dance for Your Majesty again."
"No, it's enough to dance that dance once. I won't care if you dance more."
Feng Chao played with her calves and ankles, groping with his slender fingers. He had calluses. Nan Qing felt itchy and wanted to pull away, but her ankles were being held and she couldn't take them back.
Feng Chao felt that she wanted to move, and said with a deep look in his eyes: "Besides, your feet are going to be useless soon, and you won't be able to jump in the future."
Nan Qing looked at him a little confused, with a little fear in his eyes.
"What do you mean, Your Majesty?"ωωw..net
"Beiling Xizuo, do you think I will let you go easily?" Feng Chao raised his head and looked straight at her.
There is a dragon bed under her body. Nanqing's body is dry. The clothes and skirts she wears and the quilt covering her belly are all made of the best soft materials. Is this the treatment of fine workmanship?
He is scaring her.
That must be the case.
Nan Qing pretended to be afraid and said timidly: "Your Majesty, spare your life, don't kill me..."
Feng Chao patted the instep of her feet. The man straightened his back and showed a little smile in his eyes.
"I won't kill you. It would be too boring to kill you like this. I will hurt your legs so that you will never leave this palace."
"No, I...slave don't want to be disabled, Your Majesty, please."
"You finally put yourself in the right position."
"A slave is a slave. The slave knows it very well. It has been clear from the moment he was born."
Nan Qing pulled the quilt to cover his head, silently, as if he was crying.
Feng Chao frowned, put her feet in place, and pulled up all the skirts that had accidentally been pulled up.
He came to the bedside and lifted the quilt from her head, "Why are you pretending to be pitiful? I didn't hurt you, nor did I kill you."
Nan Qing said nothing and looked at him with innocent eyes.
Feng Chao's eyes instantly became furious, and he suddenly stood up and strode out.
Nan Qing thought he had left, but Feng Chao came back after a while, still holding the iron chain in his hand, and the heavy iron chain jingled in his hand.
Feng Chao took off his boots and went to bed, then pulled Nan Qing's ankles. One end of the iron chain was a shackle. He handcuffed her, and then connected the other end to the pillar at the end of the bed.
Nan Qing looked at him in astonishment, and Feng Chao quickly cuffed both of her feet. The length of the iron chain was just right, and it was tied to the bed post without being too long or too short.
Feng Chao took Nan Qing's hand and tied it with an iron chain.
Three chains left her one hand free.
But this hand couldn't untie the iron chain at all. The hooks of the iron chain were all around the bed posts.
Feng Chao was very satisfied with his masterpiece. Seeing that she was tied tightly, he felt much more at ease and less angry than before.
"I had people rush to make this during the three days when you were unconscious."
"Your Majesty wants to lock the slave to the bed?"
"The disobedient little slave should be chained. Not only do you have these three iron chains, I also made shackles on your feet. You will never run out of this palace, let alone contact that Ruyi and others."
She will be chained to the bed most of the time in the future, and she will be allowed to go out for a walk every two days. Feng Chao also prepared shackles for her so that she cannot run away.
After Feng Chao said these words, he actually felt a little guilty in his heart. He was really afraid that she would pretend to be pitiful and pretend to cry, and even more afraid that she would actually cry if she was really pitiful.
Feng Chao had seen some of the female slaves in Beiling wearing shackles on their feet. They probably wore them because they had escaped.
I wonder if these things will bring back some bad memories for her, will she be sad, will she cry?
Feng Chao carefully observed the expression of the person lying on the bed.
The results were unexpected.
Not only was she not sad or pretending to be pitiful, she also didn't cry.
Her free hand was curiously stroking the shackles on the other hand, and even the corners of her mouth were slightly raised. She was smiling. She seemed to like it.
Feng Chao bent down and came closer, stretched out his hand to hold her soft face and turned her to look at him. He looked deeply into her eyes and asked in a hoarse voice: "Xiao Nu, do you like the gift I gave you?"
She smiled happily: "I like it."
It's not like pretending, does she really like it?
Her face was clean, her eyelashes were thick and long, and the flesh he pinched bulged. She was beautiful, childish, and lovable.
Feng Chao couldn't help but kissed her and took her lips to taste. Then, not satisfied with the soft lips, he gradually tasted deeper and plundered everything in her mouth.
I fed her porridge with nectar in the morning, and now her mouth still smells sweet and floral.
Feng Chao gradually lay on her body and tasted her deeply. The air in Nan Qing's mouth was gone, and she began to blush, feel weak and suffocate.
Both legs were locked, and there was no way to push the man on top of him. One hand was also locked, leaving only one delicate arm to push him.
This little strength was not enough for Feng Chao to scratch the itch. Feng Chao suppressed her hand with one hand.
Feng Chao kissed her, and when he felt that she was really out of breath, he let go a little. He kissed her red and swollen corners of the mouth, cheeks, eyes, and eyelashes.
Nan Qing gasped for breath. Her eyesight turned black due to suffocation. She panted for a while before her eyesight slowly became brighter.
Feng Chao pressed heavily on her, and Nan Qing was very weak from a serious illness. After a while, she started coughing uncontrollably.
Her whole body was shaking due to coughing, and Nan Qing's locked hand couldn't help but want to retract, which made her feel uncomfortable.
Feng Chao quickly stood up, then quickly untied her locked hands, helped her sit in his arms and leaned against him, then patted her back with one hand, and stroked Shunqi on her chest with the other.
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Nan Qing leaned against him weakly, as small as a doll in his arms.
Feng Chao frowned to help her breathe, and asked in a low voice: "Don't gasp for air, inhale slowly."
She felt uncomfortable due to lack of oxygen and suddenly gasping for air.
Nan Qing slowly calmed down. She coughed for a while and her throat hurt. She didn't want to say a word.
Nan Qing turned around and buried her face in his chest, holding him weakly with both hands.
Who can watch such coquettish actions without feeling soft or distressed?
Feng Chao relented, he hugged the person and patted her gently as if coaxing a child.
