Empress is His Majesty's White Moonlight

Chapter 125 Listening to Qingfeng, he is a boy

He is angry, he is angry.

She was angry with him and just rushed at him.

What a fuss with her own body.

Very good, very good!
This is indeed more ruthless than directly torturing him!
Poria coughed violently.

The discomfort in her stomach made her want to vomit all the time, she pressed her chest, and lay on the side of the bed retching with red eyes.

Jun Beicheng slowly sympathized with her, but was thrown away by her violent reaction!
However, in just a few days, the girl's originally beautiful hands were now only skinny, looking extremely pitiful.

"Xia Yan, go to the Mu Mansion to inform them that they don't need to eat today, they are all hungry." Jun Beicheng told Xia Yan outside the door in a cold voice.

Fu Ling suddenly widened her eyes.

He stared blankly at Jun Beicheng.

"you……"

"Yes, if you don't eat, the whole Mu Manor will not be allowed to eat." Jun Beicheng's facial features were cut like a knife, domineering and restrained, stern and resolute, "Don't you want to go on a hunger strike? I will help you."

Fu Ling's face was slightly pale, and her lips lost all color all of a sudden.

She wanted to cry too, but she couldn't cry, so her expression turned into a smile.

The girl's pale lips outlined a faint smile, she smiled softly and said to Jun Beicheng: "A Zhou has really learned how to threaten me, so... I will eat."

Jun Beicheng's heart skipped a beat when he heard that, his deep eyes were dark, like a deep spring whose bottom could not be seen at a glance.

What flows at the bottom of the spring is pain.

Maybe, she should be let go.

He didn't want to see her like this again.

His girl, his sister, shouldn't be like this.

It's just that this kind of thought just appeared, and then he suppressed it again.

Jun Beicheng brought her a bowl of freshly prepared herbal porridge, and Fuling held the small bowl, drinking the porridge in small sips.

She swallowed hard...

The taste of the herbal porridge made her feel inexplicably sick, and her whole intestines were protesting.

I wanted to vomit, but I endured it forcefully.

Until, Jun Beicheng snatched the small bowl, threw the bowl on the ground with anger on his face, and roared: "Qingfeng!!"

"Yes." Qingfeng came in immediately.

Jun Beicheng wiped the corners of Fuling's lips with a handkerchief, held her limp body in his arms, and gently rubbed the top of her hair.

"All these years of practicing medicine, I don't know what kind of porridge is more comfortable for newly pregnant people to drink, and I will teach you in person?!"

"Subordinate, let's do it again!" Qingfeng acknowledged his mistake.

"What does the girl want to eat, I'll let him do it." Jun Beicheng asked the girl in his arms softly.

Qingfeng's mouth twitched. .

He has become a cook.

Your Majesty, do you want to be so double-standard?
You are so fierce to others, but you are so gentle to your mother. . .

Hearing what Jun Beicheng said, Fu Ling's dark eyes moved slightly, the light in the room was too bright, she turned her head weakly to the man's arms, and said nothing.

The girl's subtle movements made Jun Beicheng's lips curl up.

He smiled as if there was nothing, touched Fu Ling's head with his broad hands, leaned closer, lowered his head and kissed her forehead affectionately, and said with a smile: "Order the imperial dining room to make something light, and then go to Wangjiang Tower Get some lotus root flour balls."

"Yes." Qingfeng took the order.

Jun Beicheng saw that the girl's eyes were full of tiredness, so he laid her flat on the bed.

He quietly looked at her fair little face.

Watched for a long time.

After a while, he saw that she hadn't opened her eyes, so he carefully placed his hand on her belly.

Through a thin layer of unlined clothing, the feeling of blood connection gave him an inexplicable sense of belonging, the feeling of home he had been looking forward to.

Fu Ling sighed lightly, not bothering to pay attention to him.

Jun Beicheng pushed forward, and slowly leaned over to kiss her lower abdomen, then lay down on her lower abdomen to listen to the movement.

She finally couldn't stand the man's series of actions.

Pushing him violently with his hands, Jun Beicheng was caught off guard, and his face was pushed aside.

But then he laughed slowly, without looking angry at all, sitting on the small stool in front of the couch, holding her hand and kissing: "Listen to Qingfeng, he is a boy."

Poria's eyelashes trembled slightly.

"The book says that eating more fruits is good for the baby, especially grapes, which can make his eyes bigger."

It was Jun Beicheng who was talking to himself all the time, he put a brocade quilt on Poria cocos, tucked in the quilt for her, and said: "Tomorrow we will go to the south of the city to relax, you like to play with Li Ge and the others, so we will pick them together." Mulberries."

She didn't get back to him.

After a long time, when Jun Beicheng thought that Fu Ling had already fallen asleep, she slowly opened her eyes, and asked nonsensically, "The Qingfeng is so powerful, does he understand the mother-child Gu worms in the Western Regions?"

Jun Beicheng looked at her puzzled.

The girl sighed, turned around a little irritably, turned her back to Jun Beicheng, closed her eyes and fell asleep: "Don't touch me."

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(End of this chapter)