On Chinese New Year's Eve, according to the rules of the Great Zhou, dumplings are to be eaten. According to the rules in the general's mansion, Feng Yin had to go to his father and mother to say goodbye before he could go back to eat dumplings.

When the wind came to the hall, my mother was slowly walking to the chair with the help of a maid, and her mother's belly was round and round, and she walked with great effort and care.

Today's mothers wear a new lilac tail dress, probably because of the New Year, the style of the skirt is very formal, quite similar to the palace dress, and the skirt is especially long.

It is undeniable that the mother is very beautiful, so beautiful that it makes people's hearts tremble, but she doesn't dare to get too close, which is probably the unique aura of the Feng family.

Feng Yin was worried about it, and couldn't help but secretly look at her twice. When kneeling down and kowtowing, he suddenly felt dizzy and almost fell, and a shadow flashed rapidly from his mind, causing Feng Mo to have a headache, but fortunately he gritted his teeth and did not show any abnormal looks.

Because of that shadow, Feng Yin kept looking in a trance, until her mother-in-law called twice before she reacted, and hurriedly walked back after her.

On the way back, Feng Yin tried to search for the figure in his mind, always thinking that he had seen it, but no matter how hard he searched, he still couldn't remember it.

The mother-in-law seemed to be very happy, and said to herself, "The little boy will be born next month, and the hard life of the young lady is coming to an end, and you are going to have a younger brother......

Feng Yin listened to her words, remembered her mother's bulging belly, and thought of the way her long skirt was dragging to the ground today, her body suddenly became agitated, and the vague shadow in her mind suddenly became clear.

It was a woman in a bright yellow floor-length skirt, and one of the woman's faces was her mother's appearance.

At night, Feng Yin lay on the bed and didn't fall asleep for a long time, and the scenes in her dreams overlapped repeatedly in her mind with the appearance of her mother's palace clothes. Wind Yin's heart was pounding, and there was a strange feeling in his mind that something was about to happen.

Luo Anhua, the white-clothed ghost king, was lazy on the bed of the inn, eating candied fruit without a bite and spoke to the demon lord at the table, "I've checked everything for you, you know everything now, do we have to hurry back?"

The Demon Lord didn't say that he would go back, nor did he say that he wouldn't go back, but just turned his head to look at him and asked, "Why are you in such a hurry to go back?"

Luo Anhua threw the candied fruit in his hand, and snorted coldly with disdain on his face: "If she wants to run away with someone, she has to see if anyone dares to turn around, who in the demon realm dares to move his mind in my realm, I'm afraid that she will live too long and want to die!"

The Demon Lord smiled slantedly and turned his head away from him.

Luo Anhua looked at his smile and knew that he was in his way, being so excited was really against his title of ghost king, it was really out of shape, out of shape.

Coughing lightly a few times to calm down his demeanor and then look at him, Luo Anhua's face gradually smiled.

At this time of year, when our big devil came to the human world, he was cruel and moody. In the past, because he thought that a few guards who came with him were an eyesore, he beat them to half-cripples in a fit of rage. That scene, how can a word "miserable" be described.

Although Zuo Qiusheng succeeded in curing them all later, no guards dared to continue to follow him to the human realm after that, except for himself, of course. But with his ability to beat people, who can hurt him, where is there any need for guards.

This year is even better, he stretched out his hand and almost broke the neck of the little girl, and ran out of the yard in fright, do you say this is what a demon lord should do, is this what a man should do? This ...... There's no limit!

I have been following him these days, and I am also careful, worried, trembling, and extra careful! Although if I really fight, I can resist for a while, of course, I will not be beaten too badly, but the important thing is to save face! If the news of my own beating spreads, I will not be able to gain a foothold in the demon world in the future!

The Ghost King must be ferocious, he can only beat people, and he must not be beaten, even if he is beaten by the Demon King!

Fortunately, this devil's temper has finally improved these days, although he still has a straight face and doesn't like to laugh, but at least he won't hurt people at every turn, and he won't waste his imperial city and secluded capital running back and forth to check the details of that girl for him.

But now that it's all clear, it's not interesting to stay in this human world anymore, so I have to persuade him to come up with an idea so that he can go back quickly. This monarch is not here, if something happens to the demon world at this time, how can it be good.

Therefore, I still have to urge him.

Thinking of this, Luo Anhua cleared his throat and asked tentatively, "That girl is indeed pitiful." Thinking about it, Wu Jichen and his wife are planning to imprison her like this for the rest of their lives, you see, do we want to bring this girl back?"

The Demon Lord looked up at the night outside the window, played with a white porcelain teacup in his hand and thought for a moment, and said, "How can you take her back?"

As soon as Luo Anhua heard that there was a door, he hurriedly sat up straight, and used his brain to make plans: "What's the matter, if you want her to take the initiative to go with us, tell her everything as it is." If you think it's troublesome to explain, then tie her up and take her away, and then go back and tell her the truth slowly. ”

The Demon Lord glanced at him and didn't reply, he continued to say to himself: "You see how pitiful she is in the General's Mansion, not worse than you back then, if you leave it alone, can you bear it?"

The Demon Lord seemed to have been suddenly touched by some pain, and the hand that was playing with the cup paused, squinting at Luo Anhua, and his eyes became cold again.

Luo Anhua knew that he didn't like to mention it back then, so he quickly closed his mouth and stopped saying no more when he saw his face, but he slandered in his heart: Isn't this girl even worse than him back then, what can't be said.

Luo Anhua privately guessed that that night, it should be because the girl's figure and clothes looked like his mother, which gave him the illusion, and he showed up after a moment of mood swings.

Originally, it would have been forgotten if he recognized it clearly, but the girl was not a mortal, and the crystal blood pupils aroused his interest, and he fell in love. After checking it out this way and twice, this girl's life experience is not only similar to him, but also even worse than he was back then.

If he found out this and didn't care about it, he wouldn't believe it if he was killed. Besides, you can't waste your strength these days in vain.

After waiting for a while, seeing that he still didn't speak, Luo Anhua finally couldn't help it, and said: "Even if it's not for anything else, you yourself know that that girl herself is what our demon world needs." ”

Hearing this, the Demon Lord put down the cup in his hand.

The light in Luo Anhua's eyes flashed, and she continued, "If this girl stays here, I'm afraid she won't be able to see the light for the rest of her life." Seeing her and the kid sneaking around looking for someone to take the pulse, I'm afraid that something has already been discovered. However, according to the hearts of these two children, it is only a matter of time before they show their feet, and maybe this girl will not live by then. At this he laughed as usual, "So, you have to make an idea before you can." ”

The Demon Lord pondered for a while, didn't say anything, but stood up and walked slowly to the door.

Luo Anhua pretended to be puzzled and stretched his neck and asked, "Why are you going?"

The Demon Lord didn't answer, opened the door and walked out.

Luo Anhua looked at his back and laughed again, with a smug expression on his face, "Oops! It seems that there will be a result soon, this seat is here and quietly waiting for news!" After speaking, he leaned back and fell on the bed, and Le Youyou closed his eyes.

Inside the house, Feng Yin's thoughts were confused, and he couldn't sleep comfortably lying on the bed tossing and turning.

There was a vague figure dangling in his mind, but he couldn't see clearly, and Feng Yin was half-asleep and half-awake, and he broke out in a cold sweat. Suddenly, a figure turned around, Feng Yin looked carefully in surprise, and found that it was a mother in a bright yellow palace dress, she looked at herself with a cold expression, and walked over slowly.

"Ahh

After opening his eyes and sobering up for a long time, Feng Yin got up and got out of bed and opened the window.

Blowing cold wind is a consistent practice when your mind is unstable, and it can calm you down quickly, but for some reason, it still has no effect after blowing for a while tonight.

Afraid that if it blew any longer, it would freeze her mother-in-law, who was sleeping in another bed nearby, so Feng Yin closed the window and simply put on her cloak and went out.

Lying down on the bamboo couch under the porch, Feng Yin looked weakly at the moon in the sky, and muttered, "Who am I?"

"If you want to know, I can tell you. ”

The voice is low and soft, coming out with the wind in the dark night.

The sudden sound startled the wind and almost fell off the bamboo couch.

Hurriedly grabbed the edge of the couch and stood up, Feng Yin looked in the direction of the sound with full vigilance, and asked with a trembling voice, "Who?"

The Demon Lord listened to the stubborn voice and curled the corners of his lips, but when he stepped forward and stepped out of the shadows, he had already regained his cold expression, and replied, "Night Hide." ”

When Feng Yin looked at it, he was dressed in black and glowed in the moonlight, and his whole body was surrounded by a cold aura, majestic and breathtaking. Feng Yin looked up at his face again, his eyes were dark and he couldn't see the bottom at a glance, in addition to being cold, there was a hint of familiarity.

The picture under the ginkgo tree flashed, and Feng Yin couldn't help but shrink back and take a step back, exclaiming, "It's you!"

The man under the ginkgo tree.

The scene of that day flashed through his mind, and Feng Yin's heart became afraid. Instinctively, the first reaction was to call someone to save him, but when he turned his head, he suddenly thought that there were only himself and his mother-in-law in this courtyard, even if he woke up his mother-in-law, it would be useless, but it would put his mother-in-law in danger, so it was better not to shout.

So he could only purse the corners of his lips, his body trembled and fell backwards, and asked as he retreated, "What are you doing here?"

The Demon Lord didn't move, just stood there quietly and replied, "I can tell you what you want to know." Seeing Feng Yin's frightened and trembling appearance on the other side of the bamboo couch, his brows furrowed, and he added, "I won't hurt you." ”

Feng Yin didn't believe his words, tried to straighten his breath, and replied, "I don't want to know anything, you better go quickly." This is the General's Palace, and if someone finds out, you won't be able to leave. ”

He ignored the implied threat of Feng Yin, looked at those blood-red eyes, and said, "You are not Wu Jichen's daughter, your blood pupils originate from your father. ”