Empress is His Majesty's White Moonlight

Chapter 233 Jun, You Lied to Me

Jun Beicheng had no choice but to put the little green snake into his sleeve, but unfortunately said: "Your master doesn't remember you."

The little green snake hid in its pitch-black sleeves, sleeping obediently with its eyes closed.

After a long while, when Jun Beicheng's voice disappeared, Fu Ling poked her head out of the brocade quilt, only to see him sitting by the bed and looking at her.

"." Fu Ling sat up pretending to be calm, looked around, and asked, "Where's the snake, is it lost?"

"Throw it out."

"Outside the window?"

"Ah."

"Go wash your hands, you just grabbed it."

"Don't you have any impression of it?"

"Nothing."

Jun Beicheng was rather curious. Seeing her fear of snakes, he didn't ask any more questions. After washing his hands, he lay down on the couch.

Fu Ling wrapped herself tightly with a quilt, and the goosebumps hadn't subsided yet.

Should she know the green snake?
Jun Beicheng put one hand behind his head, crossed his legs, held her hand and put it on his stomach, and said calmly: "It is your patron saint. In the last life, it has been by your side to protect you."

Fu Ling raised her eyebrows slightly, and after a moment of silence, she asked uncertainly, "Patron saint?"

Jun Beicheng nodded.

"Then why do I have no impression of it at all?"

Jun Beicheng was also very curious about this point. He looked sideways at Fuling, and said slowly, "Perhaps when he jumped to Zhuxiantai, it also followed. Something happened on the way."

Tiaozhu Xiantai Fuling's quiet eyes were stained with a trace of complexity, and he sighed softly.

"If Sakyamuni wasn't manipulating all this behind the scenes, why did you suffer this pain?"

The man's voice was neither fast nor slow, and he did not hide his dislike, disgust and dissatisfaction with Sakyamuni at all.

Fu Ling laughed softly, also put her arms under her head, and crossed her legs: "You can't talk like this. Without him, we might not meet each other."

"Who said that?" Jun Beicheng frowned slightly, and held her hand tightly, as stubborn as a child, "What's mine is mine, it's mine at any time, and no matter who interferes, you're mine." of."

Seeing the stubborn expression on the man's face, Fu Ling smiled and said softly, "Okay, I'm yours."

Jun Beicheng cast a cold glance over his shoulder, and then cast a cold glance at her.

Fuling suppressed her laughter, she actually understood what he meant, and slowly rested her head on his shoulder, submitting to the power.

He unceremoniously held her in his arms, put his chin against the top of her hair, and said fiercely: "Mu Fuling, please remember that our fate is destined, as evidenced by the moonstone."

"Well, it's destined."

Fu Ling raised her arms and looked at the string of transparent and bright bracelets. The moonstone under the candlelight was crystal clear, pure and untainted by romance.

"ah"

She suddenly remembered something, then hurriedly stepped across Junbei City and jumped out of bed, ran to the window, opened the window sash and looked outside for something.

"Here it is."

Jun Beicheng took out the little green snake from his sleeve and put it on the soft brocade quilt.

Fu Ling looked at the little green snake in disbelief, walked back mechanically, pointed at the little snake and said, "Mr. Jun, you lied to me?"

Jun Beicheng sat up, leaned against the bed rail, cleared his throat, and said, "This is not a lie, but a white lie."

The little green snake recognized its master very much, seeing that its master no longer rejected itself, it slithered into Fuling's wrist.

With a flash of blue light, the little green snake instantly shrank several times and merged with the moonstone bracelet.

The transparent moonstone bracelet gradually glowed with blue light, and a lovely green snake specimen was engraved inside.

(End of this chapter)