The Emperor's Favorite: The Fourth Miss Ghost

When Mo Zhuyue saw that figure, she frowned intuitively.

"Long Junao, why are you here?"

At this time, Long Junao was already the new ruler of Nanzhu, and his figure was perfectly decorated by the self-cultivating and noble dragon robe, like a handsome banished fairy.

There was a smile on the corner of Long Junao's mouth, and his eyes fell gently on Mo Zhuyue's face. The pampering in his eyes made Mo Zhuyue dazzle for a moment, as if he saw Long Cang in Long Junao's eyes. Hao...

"Yue'er, you are my queen. I come to see you after dealing with important affairs in the court. What's wrong?"

"I'm your queen?" Mo Zhuyue looked at Long Junao, and suddenly found it funny. She stood up, and then, with a sway of her head, Mo Zhuyue was surprised to see that she was wearing a phoenix robe, with a noble atmosphere The phoenix robe was worn on her body, and her beautiful face was set off gracefully and luxuriously, as noble as a blooming peony flower, Mo Zhuyue looked at herself in disbelief: "When did I become your queen? "

Isn't she Long Canghao's wife, Princess Cang?

When did she become Long Junao's queen again?

Long Junao suddenly stepped forward, grabbed Mo Zhuyue's catkin, and placed it on his chest: "Yue'er, what's wrong with you? Have you forgotten that we have been engaged since we were young, and you have been my queen from the beginning?" , has never changed, why do you look like you don't remember?"

Mo Zhuyue looked at Long Junao.Suddenly, I felt a splitting headache.

Long Canghao's handsome face kept appearing in her mind, and every expression he had when he doted on her was imprinted in her heart and never changed.

Mo Zhuyue quickly broke free from Long Junao's hand, and took several steps back: "No, I'm not your queen, I'm Cang's wife, Princess Cang."

"What nonsense are you talking about!" Long Junao looked at Mo Zhuyue, with a bit of helplessness in his tone: "Yue'er, even if you look exactly like Princess Cang, you can't joke about such a thing, you will make me sad of."

Mo Zhuyue's brows became tighter and tighter, and she asked in puzzlement: "Why do I look exactly like Princess Cang, I am Princess Cang in the first place."

Long Junao seemed to want to continue to say something, suddenly saw two figures walking towards this side, then pointed to that side and said: "Look, Cang Wang and Cang Wangfei are coming."

Mo Zhuyue followed the gaze of Long Junao's fingers, and suddenly felt a pain in her heart, and saw Long Canghao gently hugging a woman. The woman's voice and smile were no different from Mo Zhuyue's. Looking at the woman in his arms, his eyes were surprisingly gentle.

Mo Zhuyue stood here stupidly until Long Canghao came over with a woman who was exactly the same as Mo Zhuyue, and Mo Zhuyue looked at Long Canghao's handsome face in a daze.

"Cang, who is she?"

Mo Zhuyue pointed to the woman in Long Canghao's arms.

Long Canghao raised his eyes and glanced at Mo Zhuyue. Although Mo Zhuyue looked the same as the woman in Long Canghao's arms, Mo Zhuyue clearly noticed that the disdain in Long Canghao's eyes when he looked at her was the same as the woman in his arms. The tenderness in a woman's eyes...

It is simply worlds apart.

Long Canghao said coldly: "The empress doesn't even know her own sister, Mu Xue?"

Mo Zhuyue had already guessed that the person in Long Canghao's arms was Mu Xue, but how did all this happen? She clearly remembered that she was Princess Cang...