Empress is His Majesty's White Moonlight

Chapter 107 Who Are You?

Fuling on the bed was still struggling, Qingfeng immediately approached the girl, took out a small golden bottle from her arms, and poured the loose powder inside into her palm.

Under the effect of loose powder, the girl's white and tender palms gradually stopped bleeding.

But those shocking bloodstains are still vivid and dazzling.

Jun Beicheng opened Fu Ling's tightly clenched palms again, but she clenched them tremblingly again.

"Bring the scissors."

"Yes."

Qingfeng quickly handed the scissors to Jun Beicheng.

Jun Beicheng lowered his eyes, looked at the girl's bloody palm, and began to trim her nails one by one without even thinking about it.

Seeing the blood, his chest seemed to be pressed against a mountain.

The man put Fu Ling's hand down, and ordered lightly: "Let's see how we can wake her up without hurting her."

"Yes."

Qingfeng approached Fuling on the bed, watched her struggling constantly, then put his two fingers on the girl's pulse, closed his eyes and carefully felt her pulse.

"This"

Qingfeng couldn't help frowning, and doubtfully put his fingertips on Fuling's other pulse.

this pulse
"Say." Jun Beicheng's tone was cold and his expression was not very good.

Qingfeng put down Fuling's wrist, thought for a moment, then knelt in front of Jun Beicheng on one knee, and replied: "My lady's pulse condition is disordered, and that kind of pulse condition will only appear under extreme fear, so."

"fear?"

Jun Beicheng narrowed his phoenix eyes, and picked out two words.

"It's extreme fear."

Qingfeng glanced at the girl with a pale face, thinking about something in confusion, and said lightly: "Accordingly, nightmares have their limits, and this kind of pulse seems to be in a state of being intimidated often."

However, as soon as the words were out of his mouth, Qingfeng was so frightened by Jun Beicheng's stern gaze that he didn't dare to say another word.

"Call Qingxue to me!"

"Yes."

Jun Beicheng's face was full of frost, he took Fuling out of the brocade quilt, and carefully carried it to his lap.

Fu Ling's lips were colorless, and her whole body was trembling all the time. Jun Beicheng could only hug her tightly, and put his lips against her ear to comfort her: "Young girl, I'm Liuli, Liuli is here."

His tone is soft, and his pleasant voice is like flowing water in the mountains, warm as spring.

Fu Ling's hand tightly grasped Jun Beicheng's hand, and she opened her eyes suddenly. She cried nervously, and she broke free from the man's embrace and fell to the ground.

"do not come."

She was panting heavily, with extreme difficulty in breathing, and hugged her head in fear and curled up beside the bed, as if the surrounding darkness was about to swallow her up!
Jun Beicheng immediately held her trembling hand, held it tightly against his side face, pressed her into his arms, and comforted her softly: "Fu Ling is not afraid, I am here, Brother Liuli is by your side"

She beat his shoulder desperately, as if her soul and energy had been exhausted in the life-and-death struggle just now, she knelt down in front of him wearily.

Jun Beicheng still hugged her tightly, and told her in a slow and firm voice: "It's a nightmare, girl, it was just a nightmare just now."

Nightmare Fuling pressed against his chest weakly, listening to his extremely fast and strong heartbeat, it seemed that he had found the only support in the dark.

"Fu Ling is not afraid, not afraid..."

She curled up into a ball and hugged herself tightly, and there seemed to be clear male voices in her ears, with a little anxiety, as if she could still hear the wind blowing by.

Jun Beicheng slowly followed the girl's back.

After a long time, Fu Ling's body gradually calmed down, but her voice was hoarse. She kept talking nervously: "I don't know him. I don't know him. I don't know him. Don't come to me anymore."

"Well, I don't know," Jun Beicheng kissed Fuling's forehead, hugged her completely in his arms, and comforted her in a low voice, "I won't come to you again, never again."

Fu Ling's eyes fell to the empty space, her eyes were empty and she was in a daze.

Dazed, and then burst into tears.

She seemed to have regained her senses, and hugged Jun Beicheng tightly, the invisible fear that was suppressing in her heart finally found an outlet to vent.

Her big tears fell on the back of the man's hand, and her crying made people feel distressed.

Jun Beicheng's eyes were swollen and painful, and he gently kissed the girl's ear, the corners of his lips were extremely bitter: "It's my fault, it's my recent negligence, I have been busy with official duties, so I didn't take good care of you"

The fingers he placed on her waist and abdomen slowly tightened, as if comforting a frightened little rabbit.

Fuling's breathing gradually stabilized, she lay on Jun Beicheng's shoulder and looked at the ground in a daze, the corners of her lips were still trembling slightly.

The hot tears could not be suppressed at all.

Luo Chen.

who are you
Who am I.
(End of this chapter)