The Emperor's Favorite: The Fourth Miss Ghost

Mo Zhuyue didn't have time to talk to Lao Buxiu, she looked at the two people lying on the ice bed without blinking her eyes, after a while, Mo Zhuyue found that Zhou Wangtian's eyelids moved, she immediately became ecstatic with excitement, Qianqianyu tightly grabbed the corner of her skirt, and whispered in Zhou Wangtian's ear: "Grandpa, wake up, wake up, I'm Yue'er, and Yue'er is by your side."

"Yueer..."

Zhou Wangtian uttered two words with difficulty, his headache was about to split, the meridians in his whole body seemed to be abolished, and the eyelids seemed to weigh a thousand catties, but there was a force of life in his body.

This force was sustaining him, waking him up.

When Zhou Wangtian slowly opened his eyes, Mo Zhuyue almost jumped up excitedly.

"Grandpa, you're awake, great, really great."

Mo Zhuyue hugged Zhou Wangtian excitedly, she was still stubborn, stubbornly in this kind of occasion, she didn't shed a single tear.

She has always been like this.

Zhou Wangtian looked at Mo Zhuyue's strength, only he knew how much pain she felt at the moment, Zhou Wangtian held Mo Zhuyue tremblingly in his arms: "Good boy, it's okay, it's okay, grandpa is fine, don't worry. "

Mo Zhuyue's whole body was stiff and cold, she couldn't feel anything, she could only feel Zhou Wangtian's gentle palm on her back to comfort her.

"Grandpa, Yue'er won't let you have trouble."

Zhou Wangtian hugged Mo Zhuyue even more distressed, and tears rolled down his cheeks.

Mo Zhuyue quickly let go of Zhou Wangtian and smiled: "Grandpa, don't cry, it's okay! We should be happy, by the way, and master, you wake up, master should wake up too."

When Mo Zhuyue turned her head, she met a pair of gentle smiling eyes.

"Master, are you awake?"

Mo Zhuyue said in surprise, it turned out that Mo Feng had already woken up when she was expressing love with Zhou Wangtian, and kept looking at her with a smile.

Mo Feng nodded, he was not as chivalrous as Zhou Wangtian, and he was also very excited, but he was unyielding and proud, no matter what difficulties he faced, he would never cry, not to mention, now this is something to be very happy about.

When the old Buxiu on one side finally figured out which of these two was Mo Zhuyue, and that one was Mo Zhuyue's godfather, he hurried to Mo Feng's side, glared at Mo Feng fiercely and said, "Little Is Yueer your apprentice?"

Mo Feng was stunned for a moment, not knowing why the white-haired old man who suddenly appeared wanted to speak ill of him, but he still nodded honestly.

Lao Gao, who didn't trim his beard, suddenly raised his beard: "I don't care, you have to sever the master-student relationship with Xiao Yueer. From now on, Xiao Yueer will be my apprentice who doesn't repair, and can only be my apprentice alone! "

The old Buxiu was beaming with joy, his fists were clenched tightly, as if if the magic wind didn't agree, he would immediately punch him.

"What? Who are you? That god-level pharmacist who is widely rumored in the Jianghu?"

Mo Feng's mouth was enough to stuff two eggs, and finally his eyes fell on Mo Zhuyue, as if he wanted to confirm with Mo Zhuyue.

Mo Zhuyue also knew what Mo Feng meant, the smile on the corner of her mouth became shallower, and there was a trace of cold sweat on her forehead, she nodded helplessly: "Master, he is the god-level pharmacist you admire very much. , not false at all."