The baby boy simply nodded, and replied happily: "Yes, it's my mother, my own mother!" ”

The man squinted, a sneer appeared at the corner of his lips, and the eyes of the baby boy were full of sarcasm, and the meaning hit him:

"Your mother... It's been a long time since I'm dead, Feng'er, my father hasn't settled accounts with you yet, and I'm going to the human world in my name, heh... What is the crime? ”

The baby boy pursed his lips, held his small gourd bottle on his chest, and said sullenly: "But she looks exactly like her mother." ”

He avoided the "reckoning" behind, even if he was his father's biological son, his father showed no mercy when he punished him.

"Feng'er misses her mother, for her father to understand, but you have only seen your mother's Danqing, okay, the woman you saw in the mortal world is not your mother, she has already lost her soul, go down, you will punish me again one day."

The man waved his big hand, uninhibited, withdrew his gaze, closed his eyes and stopped talking, as if he had been cut off from the world.

Feng'er didn't dare to speak even if he had more questions, because he knew that if he spoke again, his father would definitely be angry.

He walked out in a depressed mood, and the personal maid followed behind him with clear but low eyebrows: "Hey, Your Highness, be careful of the stairs." ”

Feng'er paused, sucked the big gourd mouth with a sad face, and a fleshy little face instantly wrinkled into a bun.

"Sister Qingqing, did you say that my mother really died?" He still insisted on the question of life and death.

I saw Qingqing stunned for a moment, shook his head, and then showed an expression of obsessed memory: "The slave has only seen Xiao Niangniang once after living for so long, and at that time, I was picked out to serve the wine at the Peach Conference of the Queen Mother of the Heavenly Realm.

And the little lady was still the mother of living souls at that time, and we all called her the spirit of God, the queen mother's conference,

She was dressed in a pink and white brocade long skirt, with silver filigree trim at the skirt and cuffs, a light pink gauze cloak on her shoulders, a lifelike butterfly embroidered on the skirt, and a pink and white belt around her waist.

Dancing like the wind in front of everyone, our highness blows the flute accompaniment, that picture, even if the slave and maid are wiped out, they will still remember it vividly,

In the war between the gods and demons five hundred years ago, the demon lord stole the powerful magic weapon of the heavenly realm, and His Highness's Yuan Shen was almost wiped out because of his calculations.

However, no one expected that the little lady would suddenly appear in front of His Royal Highness, and the sword was stabbed in the chest of the little lady.

Later, in order to let you descend in this world, the little lady gave birth to you with a sigh of relief.

As soon as Her Royal Highness was born, the little lady lost her breath, and then a pink-white halo lit up around her, and her flesh turned into stars and disappeared........."

Feng'er's eyes were red, and she interrupted her words with a choked mouth: "Because of my mother, my father hates me very much, because he thinks I killed my mother, right?" ”

Qingqing closed her mouth and looked at Feng'er distressedly: "Your Royal Highness, don't listen to their nonsense, the little lady actually died after being seriously injured... It's none of your business at all! ”

Feng'er didn't speak, and walked by herself.

………

At the same time, the mortal realm.

Zhan Mianmian was wearing an off-white bandeau sundress, the skirt was over the knee, the waist was tightened, and the better figure was vividly outlined.

She held the hand of the bewitching little aunt next to her, and said a little shyly: "Auntie, let's go around like this?" What not to do? ”

"Do!" Zhan Piaoning showed an extremely bad smile: "I will open your eyes and see your aunt's great skills." ”