Empress is His Majesty's White Moonlight

Chapter 132 I'm About to Be Abandoned Again

Xia Yan motioned to the two guards, shook the whisk, walked to Mu Zishan and squatted down, patted her on the shoulder comfortingly, and said in a low voice: "Be content, girl, if it's not for the sake of you being the Mu family... , you have already died in Huangquan."

Mu Zishan shook her head tearfully.

The guards dragged Mu Zishan's arms, she was completely stunned, as if she had lost her voice, she was so frightened that she could neither speak nor have any strength.

At this time, an eunuch from outside the hall came in hesitantly, kneeling on the ground respectfully: "I want to report to the emperor, my empress has something to ask you... I have been waiting outside for a long time."

Jun Beicheng's expression changed suddenly, and he ran towards the door.

Mu Zishan seemed to have found a life-saving straw. Just as she was about to call for help, Xia Yan immediately covered her mouth in fright, and ordered in a low voice: "Quickly, drag her out to the miscellaneous family through the back door and send her to the imperial tomb. Let the miscellaneous keep an eye on her!"

"Yes!"

Mu Zishan shook her head desperately, but unfortunately she was so speechless that she couldn't speak.

The two guards directly blocked Mu Zishan's mouth with handkerchiefs, and dragged her to the back door in spite of her resistance.

Xia Yan straightened his clothes as quickly as possible, shook his whisk, and calmly went out to meet the empress.

outside the temple.

In a corner, several old plum blossoms, with pink and white flowers blooming among the bent branches.

Fuling stood under the tree and looked at it for a while, then stretched out her hand and broke off a few branches. One branch was beautiful in shape, but its position was slightly higher. When she reached out to reach for it, a slender hand suddenly appeared on the branch.

When she turned her head, there was a slight sound from the high branch, and the plum blossom had been broken off and handed to her eyes.

She froze slightly, and looked up at him.

The girl's eyes, which were originally dull and depressed, were like pearls that had been wiped of dust in an instant, shining with a clear light.

Jun Beicheng's fingers were slightly stiff.

How long has it been.

He had never seen such bright eyes in her.

After a long time, Fu Ling retracted her eyes belatedly, only to realize that she... She lowered her head to look at the ground, and licked the broken hair by her ear.

His eyes are too deep, and when he looks at people, it always seems to be separated by a layer of fog, giving people a feeling of secretiveness.

It's as if you've been penetrated by him, but you can't see through him at all.

Jun Beicheng raised her hand, put the plum blossom in her palm, his eyes slowly rippled, and said in a low voice, "Next time you come over, just go in directly, no need to notify."

Fu Ling quickly let go of the man's hand.

She held the plum blossom tightly between her fingertips, thought for a moment, and said in a calm voice, "I'm here to say goodbye to you..."

Quiet.

Under the plum tree, it was surprisingly quiet.

Even the sound of breathing could be heard, and Fu Ling didn't go to see him, so he didn't know what Jun Beicheng's expression was at this time.

"Are you going to find him again?"

Finally, Jun Beicheng spoke.

His voice was muffled.

She looked down at the pure white plum blossoms, took a deep breath, and nodded slightly.

There was another silence, and he asked, "What about me?"

She did not answer.

"Look, I'm going to be abandoned again."

Maybe it was windy, the man suddenly smiled, his eyes were red.

The plum tree was swaying left and right by the wind, and the white plum petals fluttered and fell on the girl.

"Will it be back?" he asked.

Fu Ling looked at him, and when she touched his red eye sockets, her face turned pale and her heart felt like a knife...

"Am I annoying and disgusting?"

"No." She replied.

"Then why are you so impatient to leave? Didn't you say that Liuli is your favorite person? Even if you meet a boy who is better than him, you will pretend not to see him."

She frowned, feeling a dull pain in her heart.

Jun Beicheng's hand slowly covered the girl's cheek, and a sigh-like voice sounded in her ears: "Don't frown, don't hate me..."

(End of this chapter)