Empress is His Majesty's White Moonlight

Chapter 19

"Isn't it very proud, come, eat!"

The eunuchs laughed distortedly, and that kind of laughter showed the evil and ugliness of human nature to the fullest.

Gradually she couldn't open her eyes, and her body kept shaking.

The eunuch pinched her neck hard, their eyeballs seemed to protrude in the next second, and the corners of their mouths smiled more and more: "Damn girl, as long as you eat these, I will let you go."

Her fingernails sank into the cold ground, and she seemed to have no strength to speak.

A soldier can be killed but not humiliated.

I might as well die so I don't have to implicate her.

But in the next second, I heard her thin and hoarse voice.

"I eat……"

I was shocked!
She looked at the eunuch with red eyes.

She was already drenched with blood, and her body was covered with scars one after another, large and small, and each scar was overflowing with bright red blood.

"Mu Fuling, get up, stand up for me, don't eat it!!"

I yelled at her, my veins bulged again and I wanted to struggle away, my hoarse voice seemed to penetrate the sky, every time I struggled, my whole body would convulse violently.

Seeing her indifferent, I collapsed and knelt beside the eunuchs who imprisoned me, with despair in my eyes, and humblely begged: "Kill me, please, please, please let her go, no one will know that you killed me!" , let her go... I beg you..."

The eunuchs slapped me across the face, looked at me disdainfully, and spit out a few words: "That's right, we will be held accountable for killing you, anyway, your useless queen mother doesn't care about you, you are now with a A dead dog is no different."

I looked at Fu Ling in despair, the blood in my skin was freezing, and my heart seemed to be pierced fiercely with a needle.

I suddenly hated myself for being incompetent. I had never hated myself so much. I begged her with a broken voice: "Don't eat, Mu Fuling, don't eat..."

She was kicked by the eunuch to the pastry and coughed up blood.

Dazzling and eye-catching.

She propped up her arms as she was dying, and seemed to hear my trembling and hoarse voice.

"It's okay, Brother Liuli," she looked at me with a forced smile, and said in a low voice, "We are good friends, right..."

She turned her head to look at the dirty pastry, picked up the crushed pastry from the ground with bloody hands, and slowly brought it to her mouth.

She stuffed the pastry mixed with soil into her mouth, and the tears seemed to be unbearable any longer, and the big ones fell down like a burst embankment.

"Fu Ling..." In my desperate voice, there was almost inaudible choking, as if my throat was blocked by something, it was painful and uncomfortable.

I know that she has always liked the heroes of the rivers and lakes. Those heroes are loyal and courageous, and they never bend their waists for half a bucket of rice.

But today, she suffered humiliation for me.

I couldn't bear to see her again, I lowered my head and cried, almost speechless.

The lips parted, and several times, the words were about to be spoken, but no sound came out.

I, I'm sorry for her.

Poria, I'm sorry, I'm sorry...

The eunuchs laughed in satisfaction, insulting me and her continuously during the period, and their feet stepped on her hands recklessly.

She shrank and knelt on the ground, her throat was burning like pain, she held the broken pastry and stuffed it into her mouth, and then swallowed it with difficulty.

I cried silently until it was dark, and I never felt that time passed so slowly, so slow that every minute was suffering, tormenting my heart.

After the eunuchs left, I let go of my monstrous hatred and squatted down in panic to help her up who was lying on the ground.

Big teardrops rolled down from my eye sockets in an instant, and hit the back of my hand hard.


(End of this chapter)