The Emperor's Favorite: The Fourth Miss Ghost

Mo Zhuyue quickly changed the subject, pointing to the plate of crystal grapes tied to the edge of the bathtub: "Get some more later, I promised to give it to Qiuqiu, you can't lie to small animals."

Long Canghao stood in front of Mo Zhuyue, took her into his arms, and said in a jealous tone: "Can we not bring small animals into our private space?"

Mo Zhuyue rolled her eyes in his arms, and pushed him away forcefully: "Be more serious, I won't drag the little animal in, otherwise, I have another one that I didn't pull in!"

Long Canghao looked at Mo Zhuyue, sighed helplessly, and sat down beside her, the two of them soaked quietly: "Yue'er, you said your name is Mo Zhuyue now, what's going on?"

Mo Zhuyue was silent for a while, frowning tightly, and said: "Actually, I had a strange dream under the West Cliff. In the dream, I was reported to Feng Xiao by my mother and entrusted to Feng Xiao to take care of me. In fact, I did After this dream, I forgot about it. Yesterday I saw Feng Xiao being so unfeeling that he wanted me to pay for Feng Lei and Feng Ju's life. I remembered this dream. I asked tentatively, and then I realized that the dream was real. Yes, I am not Feng Xiao's daughter."

"Then what is your real identity?"

Mo Zhuyue shook her head: "I don't know, I just dreamed that Zhou Yixin was being chased and killed. It seemed that someone couldn't tolerate Zhou Yixin's existence and my existence. I guess they didn't know that I was in the General's Mansion, so they lived until now. so long."

The more Mo Zhuyue thought about it, the more she frowned. That dream was originally fleeting, because yesterday's plan became clear again. She remembered so clearly Zhou Yixin's despair when he jumped off the cliff. It is a kind of despair that has no love for life.

This kind of despair, Mo Zhuyue guessed, has two possibilities.

Seeing Mo Zhuyue lost his mind, Long Canghao asked, "What are you thinking?"

"I was wondering why Zhou Yixin was so desperate when he jumped off the cliff, and he had no love at all."

"What's your guess?"

Mo Zhuyue looked at Long Canghao, his dark eyes were filled with nothing but pampering her, nothing else.

"I have two guesses. One, the one who wants to kill Zhou Yixin is the man he loves deeply. She is desperate because she is not tolerated by the man she loves deeply. Second, the man she loves deeply is dead, and she is disheartened. Feeling cold. Apart from these two possibilities, I don’t know what else.”

Long Canghao took Mo Zhuyue into his arms, touched her little head distressedly, and said leisurely: "Yue'er, don't be afraid, I will always be by your side and protect you."

Mo Zhuyue smiled slightly, and lay in his arms with peace of mind. From time to time, steam rose from the hot spring, and the temperature between them was also rising.

"I know, I'm just curious now, who is my real father."

"Zhou Yixin is dead, how do you know?"

"Maybe, I can ask my grandfather. It is impossible for him to know nothing about my mother's affairs. If it is not possible, I will check all the men who have intersected with her in my mother's life. I can always find out Come out with some clues."

Mo Zhuyue's heart is always in pain. Thinking of Zhou Yixin's death, her heart hurts like a needle prick, as if she was able to leave her before jumping off the cliff because of the despair.

She needs to know whether her father is a heartless person.Mo Zhuyue quickly changed the subject, pointing to the plate of crystal grapes tied to the edge of the bathtub: "Get some more later, I promised to give it to Qiuqiu, you can't lie to small animals."

Long Canghao stood in front of Mo Zhuyue, took her into his arms, and said in a jealous tone: "Can we not bring small animals into our private space?"

Mo Zhuyue rolled her eyes in his arms, and pushed him away forcefully: "Be more serious, I won't drag the little animal in, otherwise, I have another one that I didn't pull in!"

Long Canghao looked at Mo Zhuyue, sighed helplessly, and sat down beside her, the two of them soaked quietly: "Yue'er, you said your name is Mo Zhuyue now, what's going on?"

Mo Zhuyue was silent for a while, frowning tightly, and said: "Actually, I had a strange dream under the West Cliff. In the dream, I was reported to Feng Xiao by my mother and entrusted to Feng Xiao to take care of me. In fact, I did After this dream, I forgot about it. Yesterday I saw Feng Xiao being so unfeeling that he wanted me to pay for Feng Lei and Feng Ju's life. I remembered this dream. I asked tentatively, and then I realized that the dream was real. Yes, I am not Feng Xiao's daughter."

"Then what is your real identity?"

Mo Zhuyue shook her head: "I don't know, I just dreamed that Zhou Yixin was being chased and killed. It seemed that someone couldn't tolerate Zhou Yixin's existence and my existence. I guess they didn't know that I was in the General's Mansion, so they lived until now. so long."

The more Mo Zhuyue thought about it, the more she frowned. That dream was originally fleeting, because yesterday's plan became clear again. She remembered so clearly Zhou Yixin's despair when he jumped off the cliff. It is a kind of despair that has no love for life.

This kind of despair, Mo Zhuyue guessed, has two possibilities.

Seeing Mo Zhuyue lost his mind, Long Canghao asked, "What are you thinking?"

"I was wondering why Zhou Yixin was so desperate when he jumped off the cliff, and he had no love at all."

"What's your guess?"

Mo Zhuyue looked at Long Canghao, his dark eyes were filled with nothing but pampering her, nothing else.

"I have two guesses. One, the one who wants to kill Zhou Yixin is the man he loves deeply. She is desperate because she is not tolerated by the man she loves deeply. Second, the man she loves deeply is dead, and she is disheartened. Feeling cold. Apart from these two possibilities, I don’t know what else.”

Long Canghao took Mo Zhuyue into his arms, touched her little head distressedly, and said leisurely: "Yue'er, don't be afraid, I will always be by your side and protect you."

Mo Zhuyue smiled slightly, and lay in his arms with peace of mind. From time to time, steam rose from the hot spring, and the temperature between them was also rising.

"I know, I'm just curious now, who is my real father."

"Zhou Yixin is dead, how do you know?"

"Maybe, I can ask my grandfather. It is impossible for him to know nothing about my mother's affairs. If it is not possible, I will check all the men who have intersected with her in my mother's life. I can always find out Come out with some clues."

Mo Zhuyue's heart is always in pain. Thinking of Zhou Yixin's death, her heart hurts like a needle prick, as if she was able to leave her before jumping off the cliff because of the despair.

She needs to know whether her father is a heartless person.