Feng Yin grabbed his father's neck, sobbing and refusing to stop, "I want a younger brother to play with me, but my mother won't agree." ”

"Let's talk about it later, let's go back to the palace today, Daddy will let Chun'er's younger brother come into the palace to play with you, okay?"

Feng Yin shook her head and turned her face to look at her mother, wanting her father to speak to her mother.

Feng Wenyue turned her head at this time, staring at Jiu Lieli's eyes as if they were soaked in blood: "There is no future, there is no future, you will never have any more children!"

Jiu Lieli hurriedly stuffed Feng Yin's face into his arms and gently covered her ears.

"Moon Moon ......"

"Don't call me by my name!" she shuddered with hot tears in her eyes, "I will never forgive you, I will never be your wife!"

Jiu Lieli glanced at her deeply, his eyes were full of gloom: "No matter what happened before, Ah Yin is so old, can't you still put it down?"

Wen Yue looked at Feng Yin, as if she couldn't bear it, but she quickly turned her head and turned around and left resolutely.

"Wen Yue", Jiu Lieli took a step forward, trying to lower his body and plead, "You can hate me, but the child is yours after all, she can't live without a mother." ”

Wen Yue's back trembled slightly, but she still didn't turn around again, "This kid has your blood in his body, I will never ask for it!"

Jiu Lieli kept looking at Wen Yue's departing back, and only closed her eyes and sighed deeply until she disappeared around the corner.

Wind Yin impatiently pushed his large hand over his ear, and he immediately let go of his hand and laughed at Wind Yin.

He turned around and walked out of the hall with Feng Yin, patting her on the back gently and coaxing, "Daddy will let Chun'er's younger brother come into the palace to play with you in the afternoon, and Daddy will also play with you, as long as you want." ”

Feng Yin hugged his neck and laughed, "Okay, you also accompany me, he also accompanies me, you all accompany me!" "Okay," he laughed, "as long as you're happy, Daddy can stay with you for as long as you want." ”

"Ahh

The wind let out a terrible scream, and crouched on the ground with his hands on his head, curled up in pain.

The head hurt more and more, and as the "buzzing" sound in my head became louder and louder, the figure in front of me began to turn, began to blur, began to become transparent, and began to be gradually penetrated by the sun.

"Daddy," Feng Yin trembled and stretched out his hand, groping forward to grab the corner of his coat, pleading indistinctly, "don't go, stay with me......"

Suddenly, he turned around, and his face was so clear, right in front of him, Feng Yin recognized that it was his father who had always loved him.

He stretched out his hand to Feng Yin, and there was infinite love and tenderness in his blood-colored eyes, "Ah Yin, Daddy will always be with you." ”

"Daddy, I'm so scared, I'm so scared...... What should I do?"

The desperately suppressed emotions finally no longer need to be disguised in front of the closest people, and the wind moaned and cried bitterly, and her fingers stretched desperately, trying to hold his hand. At the moment she needs warmth, she needs a sturdy support.

"Wind Groan, Wind Groan, what's wrong with you?"

Wind Yin's outstretched hand was suddenly held tightly by one hand, and the owner of the two hands looked at Wind Yin with an anxious face, but no matter how he shouted, Wind Yin did not respond as if he had lost his soul.

He let go of her hand and took her shoulder, shook it slightly, and then turned her face, which had been crying into the void, to himself, staring anxiously into her eyes and asking, "What's wrong with you, why are you here, why are you crying like this, who bullied you?"

Feng Yin stretched out his hand again, stubbornly trying to grab his father in front of him. But the moment he finally touched him, his figure began to shatter, shattering into blurred dots of light, slowly drifting away in the sunlight.

In an instant, the familiar face disappeared from view.

"Ah...... The wind howled, and the outstretched hand hung limply, closing his eyes tightly.

He's gone, and what he knows, he's long gone.

"Wind Yin!" He panicked, but he didn't know what to do, he could only gently wipe the tears that Wind Yin kept flowing, and anxiously shouted her name to regain her senses, "Don't cry, okay, look at me, you tell me something, what's wrong with you, ah?"

Feng Yin's gaze was straight, and his eyes slowly looked at the person in front of him, and his gaze finally had a focus under his repeated calls.

Wen Shuo finally saw her figure in her eyes, and let out a long sigh of relief. He brought his face close to the wind and whispered to her, "Can you see me?

Seeing that Feng Yin gradually stopped crying and his breathing stabilized, he said again, "Would you like to say something to me, huh?"

"Wen Shuo. The sound of the wind finally sounded, tired and weak with the aftermath of sobbing.

"Hmm. ”

"What should I do?"

Feng Yin raised his head, his little face full of confusion, and he saw that tears were about to fall again.

Wen Shuo frowned and looked at Feng Yin's face, not only sad, but also saw a trace of fear in her gaze. He chuckled in his heart and took a deep breath.

Feng Yin lowered his head and repeated in a low voice, "What should I do?"

"Don't be afraid," he gently took Feng Yin in his arms, patting her on the back to give her strength, "No matter what happens, I will be with you." ”

Feng Yin inhaled deeply, closed his eyes in his arms with peace of mind, and stretched out his hands to slowly hug his waist.

In the "Red Plum Courtyard", Wen Shuo moved the fire away and pulled out a few roasted sweet potatoes from the charcoal ash, and suddenly a burst of sweet fragrance came to his nose, causing the red plum blossoms behind him to tremble slightly.

Wen Shuo picked up one of them with both hands back and forth, blew the charcoal ash off the skin of the sweet potato with a few breaths, and happily handed it to Feng Yin, who was sitting beside him.

Immediately afterwards, he himself impatiently picked up another one, simply slapped the ashes a few times and peeled the skin and sent it to his mouth, until the soft and sweet sweet potato finally entered his mouth, Wen Shuo smiled with satisfaction, closed his eyes and praised deeply: "En...... This is the real delicacy. ”

Feng Yin smiled at his appearance, and also peeled off the skin and bit lightly, only to be scalded and grinned.

"Hey!"

Wen Shuo shook his head, looking at her with some disgust, "You really can't do anything, you can even burn yourself by eating something, and you are really stupid and thorough." ”

Feng Yin glared at him aggrievedly, lowered his head and gently bit the food in his hand again, and after carefully tasting it, there was an expression of enjoyment on his face, and then he replied: "It's the first time I've eaten this, how did I know it would be so hot." ”

Just swallowed this mouthful of sweet potato, and the whole body warmed up.

"Where did you get this, I haven't eaten it before. ”

Wen Shuo didn't raise his head, and continued to nibble on the sweet potato in his hand and said: "I left the house yesterday, and I wanted to find that Taoist priest again, but I met a vendor selling roasted sweet potatoes halfway. ”

Feng Yin's expression froze when he heard Wen Shuo mention the Taoist priest, and the emotions that had just eased became tense again.

Wen Shuo caught a glimpse of her appearance and quickly changed the topic, saying, "I'm afraid that it won't taste good when I buy it back and send it to you, so I just bought it raw and came back to roast it for you." He touched Feng Yin's arm with his elbow, raised his eyebrows and said, "Am I particularly righteous, ah?"

Feng Yin glanced at him, rarely didn't argue with him, nodded slightly, and only felt warm and relieved by his side.

Wen Shuo smirked and deliberately cleared his throat.

Feng Yin lowered his head, stared at the dust on the ground for a long time, and suddenly spoke: "Then, if... If I'm a youkai, you... Will you always be so good to me?"

"You're a monster, I'm still a ghost!"

Wen Shuo glanced at Feng Yin, his face full of indifference, "The female monsters are very beautiful, like snake spirits, fox spirits, spider spirits, they are all very beautiful, my grandmother said, men must be fascinated when they see them, and even their souls have to be lost." ”

As he spoke, he turned his face to take a closer look at Feng Yin, sighed in disgust, and said, "With your appearance, you are embarrassed to say that you are a goblin! ”

Feng Yin didn't get angry this time, just glanced at Wen Shuo, turned his head for a long time before he spoke: "You...... Do you know the Demon Clan?"

"Demon Clan?" Wen Shuo was stunned for a moment, and immediately turned his face and asked, "You mean, the Demon Clan that rules the Youdu?"

"Hmm. Feng Yin lowered his head, his hands trembling slightly.

Wen Shuo's brows furrowed slightly, and she suddenly thought of her previous appearance as if she had lost her soul, as if she understood something, and immediately asked in a low voice, "Did you remember something, did you remember the previous things?"

Feng Yin didn't speak, just nodded.

Wen Shuo's expression became serious, he threw the half-eaten sweet potato in his hand on the ground, stood up and walked quickly to the gate of the courtyard, opened the courtyard door and looked around, and only after making sure that there was no one around closed and locked the courtyard door, he walked back to Feng Yin and sat down.

Wen Shuo suddenly became nervous, exhaled deeply and prepared himself before asking, "What do you remember?"

Feng Yin didn't know what to tell him, didn't know if he would believe it, and didn't know where to start, his lips moved several times, but he never said half a word.

Wen Shuo was rarely quiet at this time, just looked at her quietly, but did not urge.

After a while, Feng Yin glanced at Wen Shuo and lowered his head, and began to explain in a somewhat messy tone: "There is a person, he told me something... I also dreamed about something... I feel like those dreams are just things I've experienced before, and... What I dreamed about wasn't the same as what he told me, so... So I think what he told me should be true. ”

Wen Shuo was a little blindsided, and he couldn't fully understand Feng Yin's words, but he generally understood some things, and he didn't bother to think about it, so he asked again: "Then, what does this have to do with the demon clan?"

Feng Yin raised his head to look at Wen Shuo, there was a hint of timidity in his eyes, "Demon King Jiu Lie Li, he..." bit his lower lip and clenched his hands, Feng Yin was so nervous that he couldn't look like he...... , who is my biological father. ”

"What?" Wen Shuo was so shocked by this answer that he didn't say anything for a long time, his eyes wide and staring at Feng Yin tightly.

A crisp "ding" sound cracked from the depths of his mind, spreading like fermentation, and Wen Shuo suddenly lost his spirit and fell into a piercing humming sound.

Things, how did it turn out like this.