The Emperor's Favorite: The Fourth Miss Ghost

It was a frozen face, very handsome, and it could be seen that he was a little old, because there was already a strand of white hair on the side of the bangs, his face was very vicissitudes, his eyes were closed tightly, and his face was still full of vicissitudes. with deep sorrow.

Mo Zhuyue looked at this face, and for some reason, her heart was full of sadness.

She couldn't help approaching the frozen face inside the big ice cube, and the pain in her heart was spreading, but the pain made her heart feel like suffocation, so painful that she couldn't speak.

I can't even feel the coldness in this freezing.

"Who is he? Why does it feel so familiar to me."

Fei Mo stood behind Mo Zhuyue and looked at her. Could it be that she didn't realize that the frozen face looked very similar to her?

The bridge of the nose and the facial features are simply reflected from the eyes of this man.

"Don't you know him?"

Can he say that Mo Zhuyue really doesn't know him?

Feng Zhuyue had never seen him before, so how could Mo Zhuyue have seen him now?

However, what hurt Feimo the most was Mo Zhuyue's "familiarity". It shouldn't be. She should be completely unfamiliar with this man, not familiar with him.

Mo Zhuyue can no longer feel the cold, because the cold in his heart has replaced everything, and he can no longer feel the temperature in the freezing. This frozen face seems to have the regret and pain of the years, his face The pain is going to tear Mo Zhuyue apart, her heart beats for this frozen face, and hurts for him.

"Who is he and why did you bring me to see him?"

"...He is your father."

It took Feimo a long time to tell the truth.

However, when Fei Mo said these words, Mo Zhuyue only felt that something collapsed in her heart, and then, it couldn't pile up anymore.

"Is he... is my father?"

When Mo Zhuyue said these words, her eyes were locked on the frozen man, and the pain in her heart spread again, like the thousand-year-old ice in this ice cave, which could never be resolved.

Feimo looked at Mo Zhuyue's hand walking on the icy ice, as if he wanted to touch that frozen face, but there was a thick frozen wall between them, no matter how hard Mo Zhuyue tried, he couldn't move at all. useless.

Fei Mo said slowly, "He is your father, and his name is Ye Qingcheng."

Ye Qingcheng...

Suddenly intermittent images appeared in Mo Zhuyue's mind.

"Qingcheng... I will wait for your return."

"Qingcheng... I will wait here with Yue'er for your return."

"Qingcheng...you must come back..."

The woman's voice was heartbroken, she was clearly reluctant to let Ye Qingcheng leave, but she had to say something that broke her heart.

On the side of the ancient road, the woman waited obsessively, and the man would not leave without turning his head.

He thought that if he left her, she would live in peace.And he also wants to fight for the future between the two of them, everything is going on.

However, this parting was fatal. The two people who loved each other could never see each other again, and the family who stayed together could never be reunited. At that time, she was just a baby in the swaddle, but this scene was clearly remembered.

Suddenly a tear fell from the corner of Mo Zhuyue's eyes, she threw herself on the ice, her eyes seeped into the ice, and dripped onto the face in the ice...