Empress is His Majesty's White Moonlight

Chapter 357: The Final Chapter · Keeping the Reunion Will Be Successful ([-])
There was a sound of worship outside the door.

Listen to the posture, the emperor has arrived.

Fuling patted Jun Shubai on the shoulder, raised her skirt and went outside to pick up Jun Beicheng.

"A Zhou!"

The little girl's sweet and clean voice came.

Xia Yan had just put on the fur coat for Jun Beicheng, when Jun Beicheng heard the sound and looked up.

He waved his hand lightly and called her: "Girl, come here."

The vigorous aura of a mature man is not angry and prestige, full of the courage of the ruler of the royal family, calm and calm.

Jun Beicheng's gentle eyes under the deep eyebrows stared at the little girl whose eyes were full of him, until she ran to his side.

Under the wide sleeves, the two subconsciously held each other's hand.

Ten fingers intertwined and tightly overlapped.

Xia Yan followed behind the empress, and couldn't help feeling that more than ten years had passed, and the relationship between the emperor and the empress was the same as before.

There are thousands of beauties in the world, but the empress is always the emperor's favorite.

Let me ask, is there any emperor who can do this for a woman.

...

Lunch begins.

The servants entered the room one after another with their plates.

There were five people sitting around the big round table.

The table is full of delicacies of various colors, all of which are first-class dishes, which are mouth-watering.

On the left of Poria is the husband-in-law, and on the right is the son.

The daughter-in-law sits to the right of the son.

The father-in-law and the mother-in-law are sitting opposite.

The family, this feeling, is really happy.

The people at the table, except for Jun Shubai, were all elders, and they were all the ones that Sang Xia dared not offend.

The four elders were talking about her marriage with Jun Shubai, and they were having a great time.

Sang Xia smiled, and stepped on Jun Shubai's foot privately.

Hold.

Dog man, she's almost dying of embarrassment!

Under the wide sleeves, Jun Shubai secretly held Sang Xia's little hand, and he seemed to chuckle lightly, with a bit of joy.

Sang Xia gritted her teeth and wanted to pull her hand out!
It's a pity that this smelly and shameless dog man has stronger hands than her!
She kicked his foot again, and wrote on his palm with her finger: Fuck, who said I'm going to marry you? !
Every stroke has an itchy feeling.

Jun Shubai remained calm, and slowly wrote in her palm: important matters of marriage, orders from parents, words from matchmakers.

Sang Xia continued to write: Liar, that's not what you said before!
Jun Shubai wrote: Are you tired?

Sang Xia was puzzled, and Monk Zhang Er couldn't figure it out: What are you tired or not?

Jun Shubai pursed his lips and suppressed a smile: You've been running around in my heart for a whole day, aren't you tired?

Sang Xia: "..."

Dog man, what a motherfucker, coquettish.

Sang Xia wrote: Potato shreds!
Jun Shubai drew a question mark:?
Sang Xia wrote with a smile: It's earthy, funny and stupid.

Jun Shubai: "..."

Sang Xia started writing again: pickled cabbage fish.

Jun Shubai:?

Sang Xia: Sour, vegetable and redundant!

The little girl seemed to be interested and wanted to write something, but Jun Shubai simply held her little hand and refused to give her a chance.

At the dinner table, Lan Yueya rested her elbows and turned her head, quietly watching Zhu Xi's docile appearance.

On a whim, he made a ball for her and raised his eyebrows: "Miss, eat."

Zhu Qiang: "..."

Disgusting to death.

Can she throw away that meatball?

After picking up a lot of dishes in a row, I saw that Zhu Qian was motionless.

Lan Yueya didn't get angry with her either, she peeled a small shrimp with her slender fingers, and put it on the plate in Jun Beicheng on the right hand side.

Zhu Qiang: "..."

She knew that Lan Yueya was still thinking about his first love.

Looking at the out-of-fit shrimp, Jun Beicheng frowned, having a cleanliness obsession, he glanced at him in disgust: "Take it away."

Zhu Qian gloated and ate the shrimp that her daughter peeled for her. It tasted really good.

Lan Yueya squeezed the shrimp and stuffed it into her mouth, she was very good-tempered: "Don't you like it, Ah Cheng?"

Jun Beicheng's black face: "Shut up."

Lan Yueya deliberately put on a whiny tone, extremely seductive: "That's not what you said about him last night, scoundrel."

Jun Beicheng, Fu Ling: "..."

Sang Xia was speechless to Daddy Han, really, mud can't support a wall!
(End of this chapter)