Empress is His Majesty's White Moonlight

Chapter 25 He Suddenly Wants to Hug Her

"Liuli, let me tell you, during the month or so since you left, the lotus root powder balls have gained a lot of weight!"

There was a gentle smile on Jun Beicheng's lips.

"The waiter asked me last time why I came here alone."

"How did you come back?"

Fu Ling with her hands behind her back like a chivalrous girl, her long hair fluttering behind her shoulders: "I told him, my husband has done something big, and it's still earth-shattering!"

Jun Beicheng smiled lightly and said, "According to what you said, I'm going to steal oranges."

"How can this compare to stealing oranges? My father said at home that you are now the patron saint of Qin."

There seemed to be twinkling stars in Fu Ling's eyes, full of admiration for him.

When she spoke, she would always stare at him sincerely, as if no matter how cold the snow mountain would be, it would melt into warmth in her eyes.

Jun Beicheng just looked into the girl's eyes like this, as if the surroundings had turned into nothingness.

He only felt strong waves surge in his heart, and warm blood gushing over every inch of his skin.

Suddenly want to hug her.

Want it so so much.

So, Jun Beicheng took two steps forward and gently embraced Fuling in his arms.

She was thin enough for him to secretly bury her in his clothes.

Jun Beicheng rested his chin on Fuling's neck, silently closed his eyes, feeling the aroma of the herb he was most familiar with.

Fu Ling raised her small face from the fox fur in Junbei City, and whispered in his ear: "Are you still going to eat delicious food..."

Seeing Fu Ling trying to struggle away, he hugged her even tighter.

Jun Beicheng kept tightening his embrace, and whispered in her ear, his voice was hoarse and low: "Hey, let me hug you for a while."

Such gentle words made Fuling's chest feel as if he had received a heavy blow.

She obediently leaned against Jun Beicheng's arms, and listening to his strong heartbeat, she felt that the whole world was fluctuating abnormally, and there was a rush of warm blood rushing through her heart.

She could feel his breath on her neck.

She breathed hard, felt her beating heart, and let him hug her under the lights.

She couldn't remember how long he hugged her that day.

I just remember that the people who come and go around me seem to be used to it, and I no longer look at them so intimately.

When he let her go, he saw that under the light, he had been staring at himself, her figure was reflected in his eyes, and his eyes were hot.

Jun Beicheng rubbed her wind-blown hair, with the most gentle curve on his lips, and said softly, "Young girl is very good."

Fu Ling lowered her head slightly, on her drooping face, her eyelashes cast a hazy shadow under the slightly flickering light, half covering her expression.

Jun Beicheng smiled and held her hand, looking at her silently.

His palm slowly slid down from her white wrist, slowly separated her palm, and intertwined with her fingers.

Fu Ling felt her palms go numb, and the burning heat in his palms seemed to reach her heart.

The feeling of palpitations was rampant in the narrow space between the heart and mouth, and the heart seemed to jump out.

She could hardly breathe normally.

Fortunately, the Minister of the Household Department and the Minister of the Ministry of Industry recognized Jun Beicheng surrounded by a group of people, and they immediately knelt down in fear.

The eyes of the people around were all wide open, and they were about to salute with Shang Shu.

Jun Beicheng covered his lips with one finger to signal that they don't need to be polite, and then took Fu Ling's hand and continued walking forward.

The two ministers waited until the crown prince walked a long distance before they dared to raise their heads, and looked at each other sweating.

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(End of this chapter)