Empress is His Majesty's White Moonlight

Chapter 41
With a breath in his chest, Xia Yan immediately knelt down, and everyone inside and outside the room also knelt down tremblingly, not daring to vent their anger.

There seemed to be a huge anger surrounding Jun Beicheng.

He took a deep breath and closed his eyes, pressing his temples tightly, and soon opened them slowly.

The air was as quiet as a pool of stagnant water, and the atmosphere was so depressing that it was hard to breathe.

Looking at the imperial physician who was kneeling still, Jun Beicheng suddenly burst into an unknown fire from his side, his eyes were fierce, and he growled sharply: "Don't go to dispense the medicine, kneel and wait to die?!"

Now Jun Beicheng exudes a thick murderous aura!
"You should die, you should die, you should die," the female imperial doctor was already sweating profusely from behind, she was so frightened that she stooped and fled out with the medicine box in embarrassment, "I'll go here, I'll go, I'll go here."

inside the house.

Suddenly hearing Jun Beicheng's angry voice, Fuling stopped applying the medicine in her hand, and when she looked up, she saw the man's cold face.

Breeze came slowly outside the window, and slowly penetrated through the curtain.

The slowly turning sun shone in and was covering Fu Ling's body.

The white gauze skirt shone brightly under the light, making her transparent and eye-catching, so breathtakingly beautiful, it was extremely dazzling.

Jun Beicheng rubbed the center of his brows, and let out a breath slowly, as if deliberately suppressing the stormy anger.

"How did you get hurt?" He said in a very cold voice, he walked up to the girl step by step, watched her look at him innocently, fell silent for a moment, and gradually calmed down, "Why didn't you tell the imperial physician?"

Fu Ling lowered her head with a guilty conscience, raised her arms and continued to apply the medicine, and she was too embarrassed to say such a shameful thing about herself, so she said, "It's okay, I just accidentally fell down."

"Let me see if I drop another one?"

Fu Ling looked at him without confidence: "Don't be so fierce..."

"Say, who made it." His tone became colder.

Fu Ling's whole body was wilted, like a puppy with drooping ears, muttering: "It's really me, accidentally, I fell..."

"I fell." Jun Beicheng looked at the girl sullenly, his voice raised slightly, and his tone was a bit sharp, "It's also walking, why can't others fall like you?"

"Don't worry about it," Fu Ling put the medicine on the small table on the bed with a bang, and she simply didn't apply it, put down her sleeves, and said angrily, "I'm the one who got hurt, not you!"

Everyone in the room obviously heard Fu Ling's words and buried their heads on the ground in shock.

It's over, it's over!
Isn't the Crown Princess touching His Highness's Ni Lin?
Jun Beicheng stood where he was, his lips pressed tightly together and did not speak again.

He looked at Fu Ling with a gloomy face, condescending, and his dark phoenix eyes were endlessly deep.

The atmosphere was extremely stiff.

Fu Ling also looked at the inexplicably angry Jun Beicheng.

It was only then that she realized that Liuli had extremely deep eyes, which looked even more terrifying on his stern face.

"I'll go back to my mother's house and report you to Father!"

Fu Ling withdrew her gaze, hugged a pile of small bottles and cans on the table angrily, Chao Ru Minglu's eyes were full of stubbornness, and she was about to get out of bed and put on her shoes.

Jun Beicheng sighed in resignation, walked to the bed and hugged her back.

He sat next to her, looked at her bruised collarbone, and finally swallowed those words of accusation.

"Give me the ointment."

Fu Ling hugged the pile of bottles and cans tightly, and turned her head away from him without saying a word, apparently angry with him.

"My fault, I shouldn't be angry with you," Jun Beicheng looked at her, and tried his best to speak softly, "Give me the medicine bottle first, and then get angry after you wipe the medicine, and then punish me?"

After a while, Fu Ling threw him a medicine bottle without turning her head, but she insisted on not saying a word to him.

Jun Beicheng caught the medicine bottle and unscrewed it silently.

Looking at her angry side face, I don't know who followed that stubborn look.

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(End of this chapter)