The Emperor's Favorite: The Fourth Miss Ghost

Xuan Ming looked at Fei Mo who had gone mad, and asked Mo Zhuyue uncertainly: "Are you sure?"

Mo Zhuyue nodded blankly: "Sure."

That being the case, Xuan Ming couldn't say anything more, shrank his body, and a golden light emerged, and rushed into Mo Zhuyue's space bracelet, and then changed to Mo Zhuyue to avoid Fei Mo's attack.

It's just that the current Mo Zhuyue can't use the aura in her body at all. When she pressed her slightly, the cold sweat on her brows wrinkled, and the next moment, her slender body fell directly from the sky.

"Yueer..."

Sure enough, at the moment when Mo Zhuyue fell, Feimo, who had lost his mind, had a worried look on his face, and his figure was like a line of thunder, quickly catching Mo Zhuyue's falling body.

He held her tightly in his arms.

Mo Zhuyue was also frightened, and subconsciously circled Feimo's neck. She suffered a lot from the love in her stomach!

It's fine if the strength doesn't improve.

It even trapped her strength.

Fei Mo put Mo Zhuyue on the ground, felt her weakness, and immediately raised his hand to transport his internal energy into her body. After his internal energy flowed through her body for a while, Fei Mo's amber eyes flashed There was a shattering pain.

Mo Zhuyue knew that with his internal force swimming in her body, he would definitely find out that he was pregnant.

Sure enough, his loss and pain were too obvious to even cover up.

Mo Zhuyue didn't know what to say, but just looked at Feimo.

She never felt guilty towards anyone, but she felt very powerless towards Feimo, as if his pain could easily touch the softest part of her heart, making her at a loss what to do.

After a while, Mo Zhuyue felt much better after merging with Fei Mo's internal force. He looked at Fei Mo, but at the moment he was extraordinarily quiet, not at all as irritable as before.

"He...is he good to you?"

After a long time, he rolled his throat with difficulty before uttering such a sentence.

Mo Zhuyue pulled out a smile, "He treats me very well and spoils me very much."

"Oh."

It was just a simple syllable, and he had nothing more to say, but he stood up, turned around, and left.

His back is very lonely, like a lone camel in the desert. He is obviously the most powerful existence in the desert, but he is so lonely and indifferent. His side is filled with loneliness and loss, and the blue breath will fill the whole body. The sky was dizzy with sadness.

"Feimo..."

Mo Zhuyue opened her mouth and stopped him.

Fei Mo's figure froze, but he didn't look back. Mo Zhuyue saw that the moment he stopped, a crystal ball slipped from his cheek, fell from between his slender legs, and penetrated into the In the dirt.

Mo Zhuyue was startled, it seemed to be...

tears.

He cried.

Mo Zhuyue's heart was even worse. Feimo gave her the feeling that he was a very strong, very strong, but at the same time, very dark man, but he was only young.

At my age, in the 21st century, I was only in high school, and I was still acting like a baby and squandering my youth in the arms of my parents.

However, he spent a full ten years in the icy purgatory. What made him endure such desperate suffering?

There is a very strong feeling in Mo Zhuyue's heart...