The Emperor's Favorite: The Fourth Miss Ghost

do you died?

Am I dead?

Feng Zhuyue felt that she was floating in the sky, her body fluttered lightly, and merged with many white clouds.

Feng Zhuyue was floating quickly on top of the white clouds. Right now, apart from a vast expanse of white, it was a vast expanse of white clouds, and there was no other color.

Feng Zhuyue couldn't see anything.

"Yue'er, come to mother."

Suddenly, a deep and gentle voice came from the sky.

Feng Zhuyue looked up, but found nothing.

"Who are you, where are you?"

"Yue'er, come to mother."

The voice came softly, like a ball of cotton, sweet and soft.

Feng Zhuyue searched, but found nothing.

Suddenly, he fell into an embrace.

She raised her eyes in astonishment, but saw a gentle and beautiful face that was very similar to her own.

"you……"

Feng Zhuyue yelled, but found that the voice from her throat had changed. She lowered her head and suddenly saw that her hand was only as big as a three or four year old doll.

How is this going?

Zhou Yixin looked at Feng Zhuyue tenderly, and hugged her small body in his arms, her love radiated a dazzling light: "Yue'er, mother will buy you candied haws, okay?"

Feng Zhuyue looked at her puzzled, and also guessed her identity, she should be Zhou Wangtian's daughter, Zhou Yixin.

She is so gentle, noble, beautiful and kind. Such a woman is as gentle and amiable as a pool of spring water. How can she be the unruly and chivalrous tenderness of the children of the rivers and lakes?

"mother……"

Feng Zhuyue's throat was dry, and she let out a cry with difficulty.

Zhou Yixin smiled softly, with a gentle light in her eyes, she smiled and nodded to Feng Zhuyue.

"Uh……"

Feng Zhuyue suddenly felt that her body was sucked away by a huge force, and she was sucked away from Zhou Yixin's arms. The next moment, another scene appeared.

"Feng Xiao, please, help me take care of my Yue'er."

Feng Zhuyue's eyes widened in disbelief, why did Feng Xiao appear?

Feng Xiao looked at Zhou Yixin, his eyes were full of love and pain.

He tremblingly took the little Feng Zhuyue from Zhou Yixin's hand, Feng Zhuyue was still asleep, and then, Zhou Yixin suddenly stretched out his hand, and nodded between Feng Zhuyue's eyebrows: "Yue'er, starting from today , your name is Feng Zhuyue, Feng Xiao is your father, your mother passed away very early, and you have a younger sister named Feng Yu, when you wake up, you will forget your real identity, you will forget, you Who is your biological father..."

Feng Zhuyue was shocked, the last sentence made her eyes widen in astonishment.

Her biological father?

Isn't Feng Xiao her father?

It's just that she couldn't allow her to think too much, the next moment, the picture turned again, turning to a cliff.

There are more than a dozen people with high martial arts skills besieging a woman with many scars. This woman is Zhou Yixin.

Zhou Yixin looked at the man in black in front of her eyes, her gaze was already dull, as if her life had no sustenance, she was just like a lifeless puppet doll.

Suddenly, one of those men in black pierced Zhou Yixin's heart with a sharp sword. She didn't dodge, and there was a clear smile on the corner of her mouth. Then, her soft body fell into the abyss .

"Do not……"

Feng Zhuyue cried out in despair.do you died?

Am I dead?

Feng Zhuyue felt that she was floating in the sky, her body fluttered lightly, and merged with many white clouds.

Feng Zhuyue was floating quickly on top of the white clouds. Right now, apart from a vast expanse of white, it was a vast expanse of white clouds, and there was no other color.

Feng Zhuyue couldn't see anything.

"Yue'er, come to mother."

Suddenly, a deep and gentle voice came from the sky.

Feng Zhuyue looked up, but found nothing.

"Who are you, where are you?"

"Yue'er, come to mother."

The voice came softly, like a ball of cotton, sweet and soft.

Feng Zhuyue searched, but found nothing.

Suddenly, he fell into an embrace.

She raised her eyes in astonishment, but saw a gentle and beautiful face that was very similar to her own.

"you……"

Feng Zhuyue yelled, but found that the voice from her throat had changed. She lowered her head and suddenly saw that her hand was only as big as a three or four year old doll.

How is this going?

Zhou Yixin looked at Feng Zhuyue tenderly, and hugged her small body in his arms, her love radiated a dazzling light: "Yue'er, mother will buy you candied haws, okay?"

Feng Zhuyue looked at her puzzled, and also guessed her identity, she should be Zhou Wangtian's daughter, Zhou Yixin.

She is so gentle, noble, beautiful and kind. Such a woman is as gentle and amiable as a pool of spring water. How can she be the unruly and chivalrous tenderness of the children of the rivers and lakes?

"mother……"

Feng Zhuyue's throat was dry, and she let out a cry with difficulty.

Zhou Yixin smiled softly, with a gentle light in her eyes, she smiled and nodded to Feng Zhuyue.

"Uh……"

Feng Zhuyue suddenly felt that her body was sucked away by a huge force, and she was sucked away from Zhou Yixin's arms. The next moment, another scene appeared.

"Feng Xiao, please, help me take care of my Yue'er."

Feng Zhuyue's eyes widened in disbelief, why did Feng Xiao appear?

Feng Xiao looked at Zhou Yixin, his eyes were full of love and pain.

He tremblingly took the little Feng Zhuyue from Zhou Yixin's hand, Feng Zhuyue was still asleep, and then, Zhou Yixin suddenly stretched out his hand, and nodded between Feng Zhuyue's eyebrows: "Yue'er, starting from today , your name is Feng Zhuyue, Feng Xiao is your father, your mother passed away very early, and you have a younger sister named Feng Yu, when you wake up, you will forget your real identity, you will forget, you Who is your biological father..."

Feng Zhuyue was shocked, the last sentence made her eyes widen in astonishment.

Her biological father?

Isn't Feng Xiao her father?

It's just that she couldn't allow her to think too much, the next moment, the picture turned again, turning to a cliff.

There are more than a dozen people with high martial arts skills besieging a woman with many scars. This woman is Zhou Yixin.

Zhou Yixin looked at the man in black in front of her eyes, her gaze was already dull, as if her life had no sustenance, she was just like a lifeless puppet doll.

Suddenly, one of those men in black pierced Zhou Yixin's heart with a sharp sword. She didn't dodge, and there was a clear smile on the corner of her mouth. Then, her soft body fell into the abyss .

"Do not……"

Feng Zhuyue cried out in despair.