Pluto's Favorite: The Gold Killer Concubine

Finally, Feng Yaorao remembered that it was the man in the painting today...

However, she didn't know who he was.

"Who are you?" Feng Yaorao asked aloud.

Hearing Feng Yaorao's question, the man's face showed a hurt look, and this look actually caused Feng Yaorao's heart to throb inexplicably.

"Miss, I'm Cang Yao!" The man said in a somewhat eager voice.

Feng Yaorao's body was stiff, and she looked at the man in front of her in shock and doubt.

Cang Yao, she knew the name, the emperor's son, the waste prince, the foolish prince.

But why did he call her a lady!When have you ever had an encounter with him?And isn't he stupid?Why is he not stupid at all?

Feng Yaorao's mind was in a mess, she wanted to think hard about Cang Yao.

But when I thought about it, my head hurt so bad, I immediately hugged my head with both hands.

"Rao'er..." The man was startled when he saw this, and hurried forward, wanting to hug Feng Yaorao.

However, when his hand touched Feng Yaorao's body, it went straight through.

This scene made Feng Yaorao and the man widen their eyes in shock. What happened?

Suddenly, the man's body gradually became transparent, and before Feng Yaorao could react, he disappeared...

"Ah!" With a low cry, Feng Yaorao suddenly opened her eyes and sat up at the same time, her rapid panting sounded her panic.

Through the dim light from the window, Feng Yaorao could see clearly that this was her own room, and she secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

It's just a dream just now...

Feng Yaorao got out of bed, went to the rack where the clothes were hung, and searched for the portraits from the clothes that someone else gave him today.

Looking at the person in the painting who was similar to the one in Fang Cai's dream, Feng Yaorao kept reciting the name Cang Yao in her heart.

"Blood snake, tell me why someone gave me Cang Yao's portrait inexplicably, and I even dreamed of him, he even called me a lady, and the most important thing is that he gave me a vague feeling. "Feng Yaorao said in confusion.

"Master, I don't know either. Otherwise, you can go to Yaowang's Mansion and see if you find anything." Blood Snake didn't know either, because its consciousness was similar to Feng Yaorao's, so he suggested.

After Menstrual Blood Snake said that, Feng Yaorao felt that it was necessary, so she changed into Tang Yue's costume and flew away.

A red shadow fell on the roof of Yaowang's mansion. Although it was dark, the moonlight could clearly see that the front yard was covered with white silk.

This scene made Feng Yaorao know what was going on at first sight, it was obviously a funeral.

Feng Yaorao's eyes widened in surprise. If she remembered it well, there is only one master of King Yao in this King Yao Mansion, and such a big funeral arrangement is made only when the master dies. Could it be...

Thinking of the death of the man she dreamed of just now, Feng Yaorao's heart throbbed.

Why?Why do you feel this way?

Feng Yaorao didn't know, because she would never have imagined that she had lost her memory, and she was the only one who forgot.

Feng Yaorao seemed to want to prove something and flew towards the main courtyard eagerly.

And even she herself didn't know that she was able to know the route and direction so clearly, as if she had been there before.

In the courtyard of the main courtyard, it was pitch black, the breeze was blowing, the leaves were rustling, and there was a strange smell.