Empress is His Majesty's White Moonlight

Chapter 183 Your Son Has Kicked Me Several Times
Evening, Royal Garden.

As the sun sets, the heat of midsummer has dissipated, and the earth is bathed in the afterglow of the rosy clouds.

The evening breeze blows slowly, sending bursts of fragrance mixed with flowers and trees, which makes people feel refreshed and happy, and feels that the sunset is infinitely better.

Jun Beicheng was walking with Fu Ling.

It's not so much a walk, it's better to say that I'm walking my son.

Along the way, His Majesty Qin Huang kept talking to little Ari.

He put his palm on her round belly, and suddenly laughed: "He kicked me, do you feel it?"

Poria looked down.

The soft orange light shone down from the top of Jun Beicheng's head, making his outline more tender, and he was bending over to feel the slight fetal movement.

In her heart, A Zhou is still a child who is fearless.

He will do anything for what he likes and destroy everything he doesn't like.

But Junbei City is just the opposite.

He will judge the situation and try to figure out people's hearts.

What is undeniable is that in this life, just as outsiders said, the city is extremely heavy, and he will use all means to achieve his goals.

But that doesn't seem to have anything to do with her.

No matter A Zhou or Jun Beicheng, he can do his best to pamper her and take care of himself in every possible way.

She was very lucky to meet him like this.

"Why are you in a daze, your son has kicked me several times, don't you care?" Jun Beicheng patted her stomach again.

Fu Ling's lips moved, and she hesitated to speak. Looking at Jun Beicheng without saying a word, she asked after a while, "You like children so much?"

"Of course." The corners of Jun Beicheng's lips curled up, and he stared at Fu Ling with deep eyes, with meaningful eyes, "In this way, when he is born, I can use him for entertainment."

(Little Ari: Hmph, wait for me!)
He added: "Having a baby is meaningless if you don't use it for fun."

Fu Ling raised her hand to cover her belly, complaining, "Did you hear that, Ah Li? This is your father."

"With a dad like me, I'm afraid he would have been happy for a long time."

"Who gave you the courage?" She rolled her eyes.

Jun Beicheng clasped Fuling's head with his big hands, and said with a smile on his face, "I."

"My early days are just around the corner," Fu Ling pushed away someone's big hands on her head, smoothed her hair, and raised the corners of her lips, "When Ari is born, I will make him compete with you .”

He pretended to sigh: "It's really a sad story."

Fu Ling continued to walk forward, she really liked the feeling of being pregnant with the little Ah Li, the only downside was that it was too much effort.

Jun Beicheng walked beside her, his big hand took her hand along her smooth wrist, fingers interlaced.

The golden sunset elongated the shadows of the two people.

"Junbei City!"

"Huh?" He looked down at her.

"I seem to understand something."

"Understand what?"

A flash of inspiration suddenly flashed in Fu Ling's mind, she kept her right hand running along her stomach, and Mo Sai suddenly understood: "Why do the parents of those children answer so unanimously..."

"Why?" he asked.

Fuling stopped in her tracks, closed her eyes, quickly skipped the information of the victims in her mind, and boldly guessed: "Is their child really dead? Could it be that they were threatened?!"

(End of this chapter)