The Ghost King and the Demon Queen

"Han Yue, I don't want to leave you. Even if I go home, I can come to you, okay?" Ouyang Binglian also misses home, but she can't bear her.

"This is the only way to do it now." Feng Zhi said so, but he was very disappointed in his heart, because he couldn't find Penglai Island by himself, and after he left, she would never see him again.

"Han Yue, but you seem very unhappy." Ouyang Binglian asked in confusion.

"It's okay, I'm going to beg my father now, sleep well, and wait for my good news tomorrow morning!" Feng Zhi was full of fighting spirit.

"Then you go!" After getting along for so long, Ouyang Binglian knew that her father was a very powerful person.

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Back in Zisheng Palace, after Feng Zhi took a bath, he played on the bed, somersaulted, flipped from the head of the bed to the end of the bed, and back again.

"She can't stay still for a moment, why is she moving around?" Qiong Ying rubbed her forehead, how can she practice?

"Children are lively, they just like to move around." Ye Chen thought to himself, fortunately his daughter is lively, if she was as motionless, expressionless and silent as Qiongying was when she was a child, he would be worried.

Feng Zhi kept somersaulting, and didn't stop until he saw Ye Chen approaching.

"Father, I miss you so much." Feng Zhi obediently leaned on Ye Chen.

"Then why did you run away from home?" Ye Chen patted his daughter's head, her daughter is only so young, what if she encounters any danger?

"On impulse, I won't do it again in the future, I don't want to go to retreat, you go and tell your mother, she will definitely listen to you." Feng Zhi glanced at it and said in a low voice.

"If you practice seriously, we won't force you to retreat." Ye Chen said earnestly.

"I will be serious in the future, I will really be obedient, you just trust me once!" Feng Zhi refused to let go, with a sincere face.

"Then I'll go and talk to your mother, if it doesn't work, you have to retreat and practice."

"Okay! I knew father that you are the best, and I like you the most!"

Ye Chen was happy to hear this, but pretended to be unhappy and said, "Didn't you say last time that your favorite is Xiao Jingjing?"

"No! When did I say that my favorite is my father!" Feng Zhi blinked. He really hasn't seen Xiao Jingjing for a long time, and he will meet him tomorrow.

Feng Zhi continued to somersault happily again, the bed was big enough, no matter how many somersaults he would not fall off.

"Father, your bed is really nice."

"Zhi'er likes it, I'll make you the exact same one another day." Ye Chen has always been responsive to his daughter's requests, let alone a bed.

"Great, but it would be better if it was bigger." Feng Zhi stopped, his eyes sparkling.

"No matter how big the bed is, you will only be able to sleep in such a small position when you grow up."

"No, there is Xiao Jingjing sleeping on the left, Xiao Fengfeng sleeping on the right, and if I don't need to retreat, there is Xiao Bingbing." Feng Zhiban pointed his fingers and counted one by one.

"Who is Xiao Bingbing?" Ye Chen immediately blushed, he knew all the friends his daughter had made on the island, when did there be another Xiao Bingbing?

"Xiao Bingbing is my new friend, but he is a bit stupid. Fortunately, he is very beautiful, otherwise I would never bring him back." Fengzhi believes that Xiao Bingbing will become very smart when he grows up, because he is stupid. Children grow up to be extremely intelligent.

"Starting tomorrow, the bed will be confiscated, so you can sleep on the floor." A gloomy voice came unexpectedly.

"...Mother." Feng Zhi opened his mouth, did his mother hear all the words just now?

"It's getting late, tonight is the last time you can feel the bed." Qiongying walked in, flicked her fingertips, and extinguished the candlelight of the candlestick.

"Mother, I know I was wrong, I want to sleep on the bed, I don't want to sleep on the floor." Feng Zhi regretted it too late.

"Okay, tomorrow I will make a small bed according to your height." Qiong Ying was already very tolerant.

Feng Zhi wanted to cry but had no tears. She always suspected that she was born by her mother, but every time she looked in the mirror, she completely overturned this doubt.

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