Empress is His Majesty's White Moonlight

Chapter 75 Who is A Zhou?

The next morning.

The first ray of sunlight penetrated the window pavilion and shone into the Yichun Palace, falling on the girl's face.

She was trapped in the big soft bed, and Jin was pulled to the tip of her nose, only showing the upper half of her face.

The long black hair was scattered in a mess, spread out between the pillows, and the broken hair on the forehead was parted to the two sides, revealing a smooth and full forehead.

She was pale and frowning.

Under the dappled sunlight, fine sweat was already oozing from Fu Ling's forehead.

Sleep anxiously restless.

In the dream——

Under the peach blossom tree, beside the flowing stream, the falling peach blossoms flow with the water, blue, light and deep red.

The scorching youth all over the mountains and plains.

Little Ah Zhou rolled up his sleeves, squatted beside the stream, and washed his little face with the clear stream water over and over again.

The clear water droplets slipped away from Xiao Azhou's hands, and sprinkled little by little on the lawn next to him, nourishing every green seedling.

After he finished washing his face, the stream slowly returned to calm, and the swaying water ripples disappeared in the flowing water in circles.

Little Ah Zhou lowered his head to look at his dark face, and covered his cheeks with his hands slightly sadly.

He dimmed his eyes and sighed.

The breeze hits, carrying the light fragrance of the peach blossom forest, which is refreshing and refreshing.

Little Ah Zhou suddenly smelled a faint fragrance of herbs.

His eyes lit up.

It's my sister!
Before little A Zhou raised his head, he saw a flawless white dress appearing at his feet.

The stream reflects the soft and beautiful facial features of Jiuli.

Her beauty is soft and non-aggressive.

She is the kind of gentle and watery girl that people can fall in love with for no reason at a glance.

Little Azhou immediately lifted up his little face in joy, opened his chubby little arms, and said in a sticky voice: "Sister hug~"

"Okay," Jiuli leaned over and picked up little Azhou, showing a very warm smile, kissed the child's forehead lightly, looked at him dotingly, and said warmly, "My Azhou has gained a little weight. "

"I like my sister!"

Little Azhou hugged Jiuli's neck affectionately, rubbing against her bosom, smiling lively and cutely.

Jiuli hugged him and walked back.

She lovingly patted little A Zhou on the back, hummed his favorite nursery rhyme in a low voice, and coaxed him to sleep.

"How long will my sister like A Zhou?"

"long time."

"How long is a long time?"

Jiuli looked at the peach blossom forest in the distance, and seemed to recall something that made her sad. After a long time, she murmured: "A long time is... our whole life."

Her life with Ah Chen.

Little A Zhou didn't hear that sentence.

He leaned against Jiuli's fair neck, secretly kissed his sister's neck, felt the smell of his favorite herb, and gradually closed his tired eyes.

Jiuli came back to his senses in a lonely way, hugged the little Azhou in his arms, and walked slowly into the peach blossom forest.

The woman's sad and beautiful back is gradually submerged by the peach blossom petals flying in the sky.

"Achen!!"

Fu Ling woke up in an instant, and sat up from the big carved bed in a jerk, the cold sweat all over her body made her tremble slightly.

She seemed to be out of control, opened the brocade quilt and ran barefoot for a certain distance before her consciousness gradually returned to normal.

My mind gradually became clear.

She froze in place, looking around in disbelief, why did she come here? !
but.

Who is Chen...

Fu Ling leaned on the corner of the table, swayed tiredly, and pressed her temples with a splitting headache.

"Who is A Zhou..."

The girl's voice was very soft, both her face and lips were too pale.

What has happened to her recently.

(End of this chapter)