Empress is His Majesty's White Moonlight

Chapter 112 Love Is Like a Dog Licking Your Hand

The next day, the morning glow was crimson, and Shushan was reflected in a golden light.

Sheriff's Mansion, small attic.

"Your Majesty, are you okay, are you back?!"

Qingxue didn't sleep all night, looking at the girl who was walking slowly in a mess, she couldn't hold back the excitement in her heart, she immediately ran over to check her physical condition: "You scared the servant to death!!"

Fu Ling pursed her lips lightly, looked at Qingxue with softness in her eyes, and asked lightly, "Is Liuli here?"

Qingxue nodded: "Your Majesty searched for you for a long time yesterday, then fainted, and still hasn't woken up yet."

"Is there a problem?"

"Qingfeng checked it." Qingxue was stunned for a moment, she always felt that the girl in front of her was a little inexplicable, "Your Majesty is worried too much, just take a rest."

Fu Ling understood, and walked forward, her ink-like long hair was blown slightly.

In the attic, Jun Beicheng had just woken up, his temples were in pain like a rupture, he rubbed his eyebrows and sat up.

His eyes were slightly bruised, and the whites of his eyes were red.

severe sleep deprivation.

As if thinking of something, Jun Beicheng's dark eyes were stained with anxiety, and he was about to call Qingfeng to change his clothes when he saw the girl who pushed the door and entered.

Just as Jun Beicheng was about to get up, he heard the girl's plain voice: "You should rest."

There was a gentle smile on Fu Ling's face. She slowly raised her wrist, looked at the transparent and bright moonstone bracelet, was silent for a while, and then smiled and said: "The meaning is very good, but it's a pity."

In front of the bed, white clothes fluttered past, Jun Beicheng's figure was as bright as light, and before the girl finished speaking, the man hugged him tightly into his arms.

Jun Beicheng hugged the girl tightly from behind, eager and painful.

He didn't speak, and the dark eyes that hung down made it hard to see the color in his eyes, but on the thin jaw, the beautiful thin lips were pressed tighter than ever today.

He can't annoy her.

He clearly remembered how she was forced to death by him step by step in the last life.

Fu Ling lowered her fair wrist and fell silent.

The moonstone bracelet made a crisp and pleasant collision sound.
The air, like a dark river, was full of pain, lingering around him invisible.

"A Zhou."

The girl's eyes were sore, and her voice was soft and gentle. The two words seemed to be whispered between her lips. It had been a long time since she kept these two words in her heart, and she never had a chance to think of them.

The two words hit the man's heart, as if he was suddenly pricked by a sharp needle.

He thought he was very strong, but at this moment, he was haggard and hurt, and his throat was bitter.

The girl struggled to leave his embrace, but Jun Beicheng didn't let go at all, just hugged the girl silently, the air that was breathed into his lungs was damp and cold.

Fu Ling finally turned around, she was still being held by Jun Beicheng, she raised her hand to slowly caress the man's red eyes, with a self-deprecating arc on her lips, she said softly: "Unfortunately, our name is not right. "

Her fingertips were cold.

The girl's words pierced into Jun Beicheng's heart like a sharp cone, and even swallowing saliva hurts.

Fu Ling's eyes were swollen, she looked at Jun Beicheng with red eyes, she still pushed his arm away, turned around and said in the most alienated tone: "Empress Wen Ning disappeared in Shushan on the seventh day of March, and has never been found. Fendai of the Six Palaces, after the establishment of a new queen, is the heir of the Great Qin Mianyan."

After the words fell, Fu Ling lowered her eyes and left.

Wanting to pass by him, when the figures staggered away from each other, the wrist was tightly grasped by a force.

Not painful, but tight enough.

Her back was slightly stiff, but she maintained her back-to-back posture.

Jun Beicheng turned around slowly, staring at the girl in front of him, his long black hair was tied softly behind his shoulders, and his side face with downcast eyebrows was calm.

At this moment, the distance is so close, and he holds her arm, which feels real and warm to the touch.

Just the guy, don't look at him.

His chest was full of emotions, and he wanted to say too much, but amidst her silent resistance, he just spoke softly: "Are you going to find him?"

"Correct."

Find him to pay your debts.

Fu Ling's tone was calm and calm, and secretly tried hard to withdraw his arm, but found it was futile, he held it tightly.

Jun Beicheng smiled wryly, with too much insincere in his heart, the corners of his lips curved slightly, his dark eyes were filled with complicated emotions, and his voice was extremely hoarse: "What about me?"

His voice trembled slightly, and he didn't know how much effort he had to use for these three words before he had the courage to ask them.

Fu Ling took a deep breath, only to realize that the air was cold. She suppressed her breath, kept her voice steady, and asked without changing her face: "It was you who took me to this world on your own initiative, what do you think?"

"I just wish you could go back."

He stared at her with great sadness, his eyes were full of deep pain.

"Go back?" Fu Ling lowered her head and laughed, then raised her head quickly to put away the mist in her eyes, and her eyes became firmer, "If you go back and get entangled with you again, and be insulted by the whole Kyushu, do you want to kill yourself again?"

Suicide? !
Jun Beicheng suddenly raised his eyes to look at Fu Ling.

But I only saw the girl with her eyes tightly closed, her face was blank after being extremely tired, she seemed to be tired of everything he brought her, but her voice took care of his feelings, and she said softly: "That's it Zhou, don't force your sister, okay?"

Jun Beicheng immediately let go of Fuling's hand.

My heart finally ached violently.

It's like a shell that has lost its hard outer shell, only the softest meat inside is exposed, and someone stabbed it hard with a sharp object.

He was in so much pain that he almost wanted to hold his heart with his hands.

Seeing that Fuling was about to leave, Jun Beicheng suppressed the pain in his heart, took a deep breath, and smiled with difficulty: "I know he is more important to you than me, but have you ever truly loved me once in these years, even if .for a moment?"

Fu Ling asked back: "Do you know what love is?"

Jun Beicheng laughed at himself and said, "Love is like a dog licking your hand."

After hearing this, Fu Ling smiled faintly, opened the door and left.

Sure enough, his heart is just a child.

After the girl left, Jun Beicheng leaned against the cold wall and whispered to himself, "Even if you don't want it anymore."

(End of this chapter)