Empress is His Majesty's White Moonlight

Chapter 286 The source is "Daddy"
Fu Ling woke up from the nightmare.

She hugged the quilt and sat up suddenly from the couch, sweating profusely and short of breath.

Far away from the hustle and bustle of the nightmare, only the silence of the room remained.

A touch of sandalwood fills the air.

There are four red charcoal stoves burning in the room, which is as warm as spring.

She slowly came back to her senses, rubbed the space between her brows, lifted the quilt, and went to drink water.

Jun Beicheng took care of her body. When winter came, the bedroom was covered with soft carpets, and even the charcoal stove was added.

Fu Ling was sitting at the table with bare feet, the water was still warm, Jun Beicheng should have left not long ago.

She drank water and cast her gaze out of the window aimlessly.

Only to find out that it was snowing again.

The snow outside the window is getting bigger and bigger, and there is a big white curtain hanging between the sky and the earth, a vast expanse of whiteness.

Snowflakes fell on the roof in the courtyard of Longgan Palace, which was tightly covered, as if covered with a white quilt.

Fu Ling walked to the window, sighed silently, and lay on the window sill looking at the snowy scenery outside.

For some reason, she felt very depressed, always feeling like she had forgotten something, or was missing something.

Snowflakes fluttered outside, the trees and the ground were all covered in white clothes and covered with white blankets.

She could hear the cold wind whistling outside, rolling up snowflakes and spreading everywhere, the cold wind blew by, and everything around her was immediately immersed in a silver-white world.

"I got up after wearing so little."

Jun Beicheng's tepid voice suddenly rang out, breaking the silence of the bedroom.

Before Fu Ling could turn her head, her shoulders sank, and a warm velvet fur coat draped over her body.

Jun Beicheng pulled the girl's shoulders, lowered his eyes to tie the belt of the fur coat for her, and said, "How long have you been standing?"

Fu Ling just woke up a little bit, looked at the heavy snow outside, and shook her head.

She didn't know how long she stood there, Junbei City is going down?

He picked her up, walked a few steps and put her on the edge of the bed, bent over to put on her boots: "You are cold, don't get out of bed with bare feet, or the medicinal porridge will be in vain."

She swayed her legs lightly, with a gentle voice, with a little girl's soft tone: "The carpet is very warm, and my feet are not cold."

Jun Beicheng raised his narrow and deep phoenix eyes, his handsome and dignified face was tightly pressed, and there was no expression of joy or anger.

Seeing his gloomy face, she had no choice but to lower her stance: "Okay, okay, I won't go barefoot anymore, look at your expression, you're going to eat people."

After putting on the boots, he rubbed her legs with moderate strength, and said indifferently: "I just want to eat you, the kind with no bones left."

Poria: "."

Jun Beicheng smiled, knowing that she was ticklish, he pinched the girl's leg on purpose, his voice was low and hoarse: "I serve my concubine in different ways every night, I wonder if she is still satisfied?"

Fu Ling was itchy from being pinched by him, her slender and thick eyelashes covered the smile in her clear eyes: "It's sanctimonious!"

She wanted to kick him aside, but unexpectedly, Jun Beicheng hugged her back, and he kissed her face fiercely.

"Come with me to meet someone."

The man's voice was low and seductive, with a high-pitched ending, full of contempt and contemptuous dignity.

Fu Ling could be considered to be out of temper by him, shaking her legs disobediently, wanting to come down: "I won't go, it's so cold outside!"

He pushed her down on the bench.

Comb her youthful Liuxian bun and draw the shape of her eyebrows.

He chose another crescent white palace dress for her to change into.

The expensive brocade clothes reveal the magnificence of the royal family, and the pink plum blossoms are dotted on the sleeve pattern.

Proper girly outfit.

After she finished washing, Jun Beicheng rubbed the little girl's head in satisfaction, and looked down at her: "What kind of daughter will I have? I have a ready-made daughter."

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Jun Beicheng hugged her shoulders, jokingly: "Girl, call me Daddy?"

She squinted at him: "Drink too much again?!"

The maids in Longgan Palace held back their smiles.

Your Majesty is really good at talking, and even raised the empress as a daughter.

No wonder, except for important banquets, the empress is dressed in the style of a little girl.

The source is "Daddy" here!

(End of this chapter)