Empress is His Majesty's White Moonlight

Chapter 239 She Obviously Just Glanced

The man had long jet-black hair, untied and untied, hanging down behind him, smooth and flowing like fine silk satin.

Dressed in a black mysterious brocade suit.

Beneath the delicate and feminine Ye Mei are a pair of stunning and magnificent eyes, the corners of which are slightly raised, adding to the alluring charm.

Fu Ling turned her head, touched her bun, looked at the white jade hairpin in the man's hand, and smiled politely: "Thank you."

The man pursed his red lips lightly, smiled very politely, turned around and disappeared into the crowd.

A man who is more alluring than a woman, goblin!
"Everyone is gone, let's see," Jun Beicheng twisted a certain girl's ear and turned her head back, looking at her with hatred, "Can you be a little bit promising?"

"I didn't keep looking, I just took a look," Fu Ling inserted the white jade hairpin on her head, rolling her eyes, "Just a look!"

He said coldly, "How many more do you want to see?"

"I" Fu Ling was at a loss for words for a while, unable to argue.

She obviously just glanced at it, and he picked up the hairpin and wanted to give it to her, so she couldn't ignore it, right?

In the crowd of people going away, the attendant respectfully handed a brocade handkerchief to the man in black: "Young Master, are you sure it's him?"

An extremely delicate glazed jade pendant hangs from the waist of the man in black. The white is exquisite and translucent, with a lustrous luster, and there is no flaw in any angle.

In the center of the glazed jade pendant, there are two words: Yong'an.

He wiped his fingers slowly, and rolled his eyelids lazily: "Didn't you see the jade pendant on his waist?"

"Congratulations, young master, I finally found the owner of the glazed jade!"

The man threw the brocade handkerchief to his followers, raised his left hand and looked carefully, his beautiful eyes were unfathomably black.

His hands are fair and slender, with well-defined joints, and they are more delicate than women's.

(Ten years ago, Ying'an City was covered with goose feather heavy snow, a full three feet thick.

A little boy and his mother were hunted down by their enemies, and were seriously injured. There was no way to escape, and they hid in front of a hospital.

The little boy's left hand was already numb from the cold, but his little finger had been chopped off in half, and it was drenched in blood.

His mother hugged him distressedly and knocked on the door of the clinic, but it was a pity that he was penniless, and the doctor in the clinic refused to treat the little boy with bone setting.

Just when the little boy was about to fall into a coma, a little boy in white clothes with bright eyes and bright teeth ran over bouncingly.

This little boy looks very delicate, but he looks like a girl.

Seeing the child in the woman's arms with a broken finger, the little boy in white knocked on the door of the clinic for them. It was a shame that the doctor in the clinic laughed at them as poor people!

The little boy was very sensible, retracted his hands into his sleeves, and cried, "Mother, Yueya doesn't want this finger anymore, Yueya wants to go home."

The woman looked at the little boy with a piercing heart, and tears fell from her eyes.

The little boy in white blushed, took off one of the glazed jades he was wearing, and knocked on the door again: "We are rich, can we connect fingers for him!"

The little boy looked at the glazed jade pendant on the boy in white, and poked the woman timidly: "No, Crescent Moon, don't touch your fingers, I want to go home."

"Don't be afraid," the little boy in white smiled and squatted beside the little boy, shaking another emerald green glazed jade, "I have another one, your hand hurts, it will be fine in a while!"

The little boy looked at the other emerald green glazed jade pendant, so he nodded: "Thank you."

The doctor in the medical hall fell in love with this piece of pure white glazed jade, and immediately carried the little boy in, but stopped the little boy in white at the door.

It should be because he is afraid that the kid in white will go back on his word.

The little boy looked at the boy in white in the medical hall, and then at the doctor who regarded wealth as his life, and secretly made up his mind!
Fu Ling, who was locked out of the door, scratched her head. It was the first time she wore men's clothing, and she did what a man should do! )
(End of this chapter)