Empress is His Majesty's White Moonlight

Chapter 111 I Will Restore A Zhou's Memory

Poria rolled to the bottom of the mountain covered in bruises.

Her arms were already drenched with blood from the thorn bushes, but she could only get up and continue running.

She was afraid that the female ghost would catch up with her again.

Afraid, she pinched her own neck and said: Go back to His Highness.

I don't know how long she ran, until she ran into a forest in Shushan, she stopped and looked up blankly.

Through the sparse branches above her head, she was on the verge of collapse and pressed her head that was about to explode, as if she saw the man walking towards her slowly.

The wind moves the hem of the clothes, floating like a fairy.

That comfortable posture is indescribable and indescribable.

She fell on the ground where the fallen leaves piled up, shaking her head frantically, trying to shake that man out of her mind.

However, the more you want to forget him, the clearer his outline becomes.

More and more strange memories poured in...

Inside the bed curtain, Zeus and her were immersed in a river of sinful love, constantly entangled.
Luo Chen seemed to be mocking, contemptuous.
Fuling shrank and hugged herself tightly, looking up at the sky in a broken state.

The blue sky was unattainable, bright and dazzling. Tears finally welled up in her originally scorching eyes.

She looked up at the sky, bit the tip of her tongue, and quickly gathered her trance thoughts in the sharp pain.

She's really crazy, isn't she?

It always feels like there is another person living in my body.

A person out of control.

"girl."

A vigorous and powerful old man's voice sounded, piercing the dead silence in the forest.

Poria looked up with red and swollen eyes.

The person standing in front of him has white beard and hair, and his face is like the image of Buddha hanging in front of the Zen room.

Seeing that the girl did not speak, the old man smiled, leaned on a cane and walked slowly to her side, squatted down, and asked, "But are you in trouble?"

Fu Ling wiped away her tears, looked at the gray-haired old man, and said in a nasal voice: "How do you know?"

The old man stroked his beard, thought for a moment, and hit the nail on the head: "Troubled by love?"

The girl did not speak.

"Little girl, I see that you are covered with bruises, did you fall from the mountain?"

Fuling nodded obediently.

"Then do you know why some people can choke to death when they drink water, while others dare not take it even if they are poisonous?"

"do not know."

The old man's serene face showed hardships, and his deep eyes showed the light of hope. He said leisurely, "Because everything has a reason for its existence."

Fu Ling looked at the old man with puzzled eyes, unable to understand the meaning of his words.

"I see that your brows are blue and your face is pale. Maybe you are wrapped up in something unclean."

Fu Ling's eyes widened in astonishment, she took a few steps back in fear, and looked at him in horror: "Who the hell are you?!"

A ray of sunlight shines through the gaps in the leaves, shining on the old man's white hair, which is particularly dazzling.

He smiled kindly, stood up with the help of his crutches, looked at the blue sky above the leaves, was silent for a long time, and then slowly said: "I'm here to save you and A Zhou."

"Rescue?" Fu Ling clutched the skirt of her clothes tightly.

"Everything has its destiny. Since they don't play cards according to common sense, why should we be so passive?"

The girl couldn't understand what the old man was talking to himself.

The old man suddenly looked down at the girl curled up under the tree, and he directly stretched out his hand to cast a magic spell on her.

Fu Ling was dumbfounded, she couldn't move at all!

The old man squatted in front of her, with the same smile on his face, like a plum blossom standing proudly in the wind and snow, and said with sincerity.

"Girl, remember what I said, the most taboo thing in a relationship is indecision. It's only natural to pay back debts, but if someone pushes forward, you must distinguish between grievances and grievances, and you must never procrastinate and keep waiting."

Although Fu Ling couldn't move, she vaguely remembered that the old man's eyes were as clear and bright as two deep pools of spring water.

"I will restore A Zhou's memory, don't worry, in this life, if he wrongs anyone, he won't wrong you again."

"After today, the memory of the daughter of the Mu family will no longer be the master of your body," the old man placed a pair of vicissitudes of hands on the top of the girl's head, and the warm palm transmitted Jiuli's real memory to Fu Ling, and whispered, "Sleep, child, there is still a long way to go in the future, how can we face everything in the future if we don't rest well."

Fuling's eyes gradually blurred, making it increasingly difficult to see the old man's face clearly
The scars on the girl's body disappeared at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The old man finally smiled kindly, and said in the most sincere words: "I am right behind you, waiting for you, let's go home together."

In the forest on the other side, Jun Beicheng suddenly fell into a coma
Qingfeng and Qingxue ran to Jun Beicheng in shock and began to diagnose him.

The fall of night means the beginning of dawn.

Night can accommodate all unknown definite numbers.

And the dawn is the beginning of a new story——

(End of this chapter)