White Moonlight Rescue System [Quick Transmigration]

Outsiders are saying that Master Guoshi raised a "queer", and that "queer" was born delicate, and Master Guoshi doted on him very much and covered him tightly, although outsiders can't see his True face, but they are all secretly guessing what kind of beauty it is, which actually provoked the heart of the national teacher.

Biyu walked through the corridors with the medicine in her hand. She was put into the Lingshu Terrace by the National Teacher to take care of that person. She was the only female family member in the entire Lingshu Terrace. She laughed at outsiders' guesses.

The appearance of that person is probably only comparable to that of the missing King Huai.

The lotus in the green pool was in full bloom, although it was gradually entering midsummer, but the man seemed to be unable to feel the heat, and he was lying on the couch unwilling to move all day long.

Biyu looked at the hollow carved wooden door in front of her, and gently pushed it open. When she saw the scene inside the house, she was so frightened that she almost spilled the medicine.

I saw that man lazily leaning on the couch, the Master of the State Council embraced him and gently kissed his lips.

"Hmm..." The man seemed to sense that someone was coming, and tugged on his sleeve robe with his thin white wrist pleadingly, and a weak moan came from his throat.

Only then did Fu Ling let him go slowly, looked at the maid who was stunned in place, and said in a deep voice, "Where's the medicine?"

Only then did Biyu seem to be awakened by a start, she bowed her head and walked towards him with the medicine in her hand.

Standing in front of the couch for a while, Biyu quietly raised her eyes to look at the man. Although she had watched it countless times, she was still amazed every time she saw it.

The man's black hair was casually hanging down on the snow-white silk dress, his eyebrows were thick, his beautiful peach blossom eyes were slightly raised, and a little cinnabar at the end of his eyes was gorgeous and unparalleled. He was as charming as a monster walking out of a painting, but his complexion was a little pale , seems to be sick.

Lin Ce felt that Biyu was secretly looking at himself, so he couldn't help but smile at her with the corners of his mouth slightly raised.

Biyu suddenly blushed and lowered her head, not daring to overdo it.

Fu Ling narrowed her eyes slightly, took the medicine in her hand, and said coldly, "Let's go."

Bilan hurriedly answered yes in a low voice, bowed back, and when she got to the door, for some reason, she turned her head and looked back in a strange way, only to see the Master of the State Teacher pressing the man under her body again, mouthing Li sighed softly: "—Your Highness."

Bi Lan turned her head quickly, as if she had discovered some great secret, the only person in the world who can be called His Highness is...

—His Royal Highness Huaiwang

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The weather in midsummer was a bit sweltering, Fu Ling took him out regardless of his objection, and the cicadas chirped tirelessly, and the sunlight penetrated through the gaps in the leaves and sprinkled on the two tall figures under the tree .

Lin Ce casually dropped the sunspots on the chessboard. He lost a lot of weight. The red sandalwood Buddha beads hanging in his hands looked empty. His pale skin could see the thin blood vessels under the sun. His whole body seemed to lose weight after a while Will melt in general.

The crisp sound of chess pieces colliding and colliding sounded. Lin Ce looked at the situation on the chessboard and sighed softly: "It's this time, and you still won't let me in."

Fu Ling didn't wear a silver mask as usual. She had handsome eyebrows, a straight nose and thin lips. When she heard Lin Ce's words, her eyelashes were half drooped, and her hand holding the chess pieces exerted a little force.

"I remember the last time we played chess together was probably a few months ago."

A few traces of nostalgia appeared on Lin Ce's face, and then he seemed to think of something, and laughed at himself: "But my chess skills are still as bad as ever."

Fu Ling finally said, "Don't think wildly."

Unlike before, his voice was a little hoarse and low, as if he was suppressing something.

Lin Ce gently put the chess piece aside, then changed the subject abruptly, and said slowly, "How is Chong Qing doing now?"

Fu Ling looked at his thin white wrist, and said in a low voice, "Very good."

Lin Ce smiled, that smile was extremely faint and fleeting.

"I believe you."

Fu Ling slowly stretched out his hand to hold Lin Ce's thin white wrist. Even though the sun was high, this man's hand was still as cold as cold jade, without any trace of popularity.

"Are you tired?"

Lin Ce yawned involuntarily, and whispered, "I'm a little sleepy."

"Go home and take a rest."

Fu Ling got up slowly, and picked him up gently. The wind was a little strong, and the blue hairs scattered in front of his clothes, entangled with Fu Ling's.

The leaves of the trees were rustled by the breeze, and the fallen flowers were blown off, and slowly fell on the chessboard in a whirl.

The two black and white pieces lying quietly on the chessboard still have a little warmth.

As time passed, Lin Ce became more and more lethargic, and sometimes he would fall asleep while talking with Fu Ling. Fu Ling liked to hold him in his arms, and stayed quietly like this until the priest To remind him to go to business.

Lin Ce's spirit improved a lot that day, and he ordered Biyu to bring some pens, ink, paper and inkstones. Although Biyu didn't understand, she followed suit.

Lin Ce carefully placed the rice paper on the plan, and Biyu rolled the ink for him. Lin Ce dipped a little ink with a brush, and then wrote something on the rice paper stroke by stroke.

"Master National Teacher."

Hearing Biyu's call, Lin Ce raised his eyes to look at the person coming, it seemed to be raining outside, Fu Ling was a little chilly, the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, it was rare to see his joy.

Lin Ce folded the rice paper and handed it to Biyu, and said with a smile, "What's the matter, why are you so happy?"

Fu Ling said: "I got a elixir, which was left by the former national teacher. It took me a long time to find it in the secret realm of Lingshutai."

Lin Ce was taken aback. He had never heard Fu Ling say such a long speech. It seemed that he was really happy, but he couldn't bear to tell him that these were all useless efforts.

When Biyu saw Fu Ling coming back, she bent her knees with a wink, and retreated respectfully.

Lin Ce slowly stepped forward to hug Fu Ling, raised his toes and kissed her gently on the lips, and said in a low voice, "Fu Ling, Fu Ling."

Fu Ling's pupils shrank sharply.

[Increase the effect value of the task target by 500, and Bai Yueguang's achievement points will be 2400. 】

This was the first time Lin Ce called Fu Ling's name, and it was also the first time he kissed him on his own initiative.

Fu Ling's eyes darkened, she stretched out her hand to hold his head, and gently deepened the kiss.

Unknowingly, Lin Ce was pushed onto the couch by him, and his jet-black hair fell down and spread on the snow-white brocade fur.

The heavy curtains were drawn down, slowly covering the two figures on the couch, the incense burner in front of the couch slowly rising green smoke, leaving only the elegant red sandalwood incense in the room.

It was cold at the end of the year, and it snowed heavily outside, and silver charcoal was burned inside the house to keep the cold outside.

Lin Ce's health still didn't improve, and the priests at the Lingshu Terrace watched their national teacher's face become more and more serious.

Lin Ce was lying on the couch and looking at Fu Ling with a smile. Fu Ling came a little early today, and just sat here without talking.

"Do you believe in an afterlife?" Lin Ce asked with a smile while stroking the beads on his wrist.

Fu Ling remained silent, but slowly held his cold hand.

Seeing that Fu Ling didn't answer, Lin Ce smiled and said, "I believe it."

The cold wind outside was howling, and the charcoal fire inside the house was crackling.

"Do you still recognize me when you talk about the afterlife?" Lin Ce said to himself.

Fu Ling's eyelashes fluttered slightly, and she involuntarily clenched his hand.

"must."

A smile appeared on Lin Ce's pale face, just as he was about to say something, his face suddenly twisted in pain, and he began to cough in a low voice.

Fu Ling's complexion changed suddenly, and she wanted to lift him up, but Lin Ce didn't know where the strength came from, but she kissed his lips hard, as if she wanted to melt him into his bone marrow.

When they parted, the corners of Lin Ce's lips were stained with bright red blood, a faint smile appeared on a pale face, and a pair of beautiful peach blossom eyes were shining black.

"Fu Ling, I like you, don't forget me."

[Add 600 to the action value of the task object, and Bai Yueguang's achievement points will be 4000. Congratulations to the host for completing the task. 】

Fu Ling gently kissed his closed eyes, gently looked at the motionless person on the couch, and stroked his snow-white face, her tone was full of tenderness.

"I will never forget you."

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These days, the Lingshu Terrace is covered with white lanterns, which are buzzing in the cold wind.

Fu Ling sat silently in front of the couch, holding a string of red sandalwood beads in his hand. The beads were smooth and smooth, and it was obvious that the owner often touched them.

"Master National Teacher."

A timid woman's voice sounded slowly, Fu Ling looked silently, and saw Jasper standing in front of her with red eyes.

Seeing Fu Ling looking at her, Biyu became more courageous, gritted her teeth and took out the letter she was carrying.

"This is left to you by the young master. The young master told me to hand over this letter to you after his death."

Fu Ling's dark eyes seemed to light up. He took the letter from Jasper's hand, and his movements were rarely impatient. If you look carefully, you can find that his hands are trembling slightly.

"grown ups?"

Seeing him staring at the letter without speaking for a long time, Biyu called out worriedly.

"Go down." Fu Ling said lightly.

"Yes." Even though he was puzzled, Biyu still responded and stepped back.

Fu Ling pinched the paper, her eyes were tightly closed, and tears flickered in the corners of her eyes.

He seemed to recall that year's Shangyuan Festival, when the lights were dim and fireworks were blooming, the young man stood in front of him and slowly lifted his silver face, and when he saw his appearance, his eyes seemed to be fully radiant.

He believed that as the letter said - they will meet again.

The author has something to say: The main text of this world is over~Safafa~I have seriously thought about the blackening issue that there is a cute talk about, and I think the blackening of the national teacher is a bit abrupt, so I let the Cece mission succeed once, not every time Every time you fail the mission and then turn it black [Cover your face] Also, the ending of this world is considered happy, Ce Ce spent a peaceful and warm year with the national teacher, and quietly said that it is not all escape, we also want to be sweet sweet~

ps There will be a special episode in a while, but don't wait ~ it may be around twelve o'clock, go to bed early everyone.