Empress is His Majesty's White Moonlight

Chapter 106 You'd better return to His Highness obediently
The girl was so frightened that she turned around and ran, and when she was about to take the second step, suddenly a cold arm behind her grabbed her neck and dragged her over.

"Go away!!!"

Fu Ling's neck was grabbed by the cold arms, her body retreated uncontrollably, she yelled in fear.

The woman in white caressed the young girl's fair and tender face with her cold fingertips. Her nails were very long, and perhaps a single carelessness could destroy the young girl's pretty face.

"Come on, think about it carefully, do you remember me?"

Her voice was terrifying and hoarse, as if there were countless bugs biting her throat.

Fu Ling stretched out her hand out of breath, desperately trying to twist the arm around her neck, but this arm was like steel, and she couldn't move it at all.

At this moment, she was extremely desperate, she didn't dare to look at the woman in white, shaking her head in pain, struggling desperately.

But to no avail.

The hateful eyes of the woman in white shone sharply, and she slowly squatted down in front of the girl, and suddenly clasped her hands on her celestial cap, firmly pressing the top of Fuling's head!
Fu Ling's temples were in severe pain, as if someone was stabbing them with the tip of a needle, her whole mind was in chaos, and all the strange memories that did not belong to her poured in crazily! !
My head is about to split!

The promise of the flat peach banquet.
The extremely gentle Luo Chen.
The incomparably handsome face was gradually and clearly reflected in her mind.
Their first encounter.
Such a beautiful love at first sight.
For the first time in the peach blossom forest muster the courage to hold hands
Hugging for the first time in the peach blossom forest
Kissing in the peach blossom forest for the first time
Their hands were clasped tightly, fingers interlaced, as if they wanted to rub each other into their bodies.
"Achen."

The girl curled up on the ground in pain, pressing her temples tightly, the backs of her hands were bruised, and her pale face was bloodless.

Wave after wave of piercing pain swept through her brain, she couldn't think at all, and could only be forced to accept strange memories.

"Well"

Fu Ling pressed her heart and coughed non-stop, her whole body trembling with pain.

The woman in white suddenly felt a mysterious force violently absorbing her inner strength, she stopped immediately, grabbed Fu Ling's collar fiercely, and strangled her neck fiercely, like strangling the fragile neck of a bird , eyes wide open and shouted angrily: "You remember it for me, women who are prone to flirtatiousness will not end well, you'd better return to His Highness obediently, otherwise—"

Before she could finish her sentence, the woman in white was directly crushed by the powerful aura and disappeared without a trace.

"Girl, wake up."

In front of the bed, Jun Beicheng tucked the quilt for Poria, and kept wiping the girl's sweat with a handkerchief soaked in warm water.

Jun Beicheng leaned over, and gently wiped away the tears on Fu Ling's face with his fingertips. Those obsidian-like eyes were as deep as fog.

The girl's face was frighteningly pale, and her whole body was completely cold.

The broken hair on her forehead was soaked with fine sweat, and her brows were tightly knit together, fighting against the nightmare.

The brocade quilt was taken off, and the girl's fingernails kept sinking into the palms of her hands, and the pale and tender palms were covered with shocking bloodstains.

No matter how much Jun Beicheng called the girl, he couldn't wake up. He sighed and held her hand from the brocade quilt, but he felt something was wrong.

He immediately lifted the brocade quilt, and when he saw the blood on Fu Ling's palm, his expression was extremely gloomy, and he almost squeezed out a few words: "Qingfeng!"

Qingfeng quickly rushed to Jun Beicheng's side, and said respectfully, "Master."

(End of this chapter)