Feng Yin's body stiffened, and his mouth opened wide in shock by his sudden words.

Forgetting that he was still thinking about how to escape a moment ago, Feng Yin moved his body at a loss, and his tone became flustered, "Who are you? Who are you... How would you... How do you know that?"

The Demon Lord looked into her eyes and replied again, "The Demon Lord is hidden in the night. I am the monarch of the Demon Realm. ”

"Demon Realm?" the wind muttered, turning his head mechanically to look north, and said in a daze, "Demon Realm...... You are the demon of the north. ”

He didn't get angry this time, but replied, "I can tell you who your father is, and why you came here like this." ”

Feng Yin turned his head to look at him, his eyes full of doubts, but he didn't know whether to ask him or his own first.

As soon as his thoughts were excited, his head began to feel heavy, and Feng Yin felt that his breathing began to become difficult, so he held on to the bamboo couch, exhaled deeply, and asked again after a long time: "How do you know that, and why... Are you going to come here and tell me?"

At this time, Feng Yin already had a guess in his heart.

Perhaps, his biological father is related to the demon world. That's why I met him under the ginkgo tree, and that's why he came over tonight. Maybe it wasn't a chance encounter under the ginkgo tree, or maybe he came tonight to find himself.

His heart was beating wildly, just waiting for his answer.

The Demon Lord took a step forward and walked to the edge of the porch, looked up at the moonlight, and said in a tone that seemed to be compassionate: "You won't have a good life in the human world. I wanted to take you back to the Demon Realm, so I asked someone to check it. With that, he turned his head to look at the wind and asked, "Do you want to know?"

Feng Yin was tormented by the speculation in his mind and wanted to go crazy at this time, nodded quickly, and said, "I want to... I want to know. ”

The Demon Lord walked slowly towards her, looked at her and said, "You are the daughter of Jiu Lie Li. ”

"Jiu Lie Li?" Feng Yin had no memory of this name, but the moment he heard this name, his heart ached faintly after beating violently.

"Your father also has a pair of eyes like you, he was once the king of the demon clan and the emperor of the hidden capital. ”

"Emperor?"

Feng Yin's heart hurt even more, and the bright yellow figure in the dream became clearer and clearer, and Feng Yin remembered that those palace maids called him "Your Majesty".

"Your mother is Feng Wenyue, the wife of General Zhenyuan of the Great Zhou now. ”

A layer of water vapor condensed in Feng Yin's eyes, and he asked in a trembling voice, "Then why...... But why...... Why is this the case now, that...... Where's my dad?"

After Feng Yin finished speaking, he suddenly remembered the chaotic dream, which was full of dead people, but his father was gone.

Thinking of this, Feng Yin lowered his eyes, and tears fell.

The Demon Lord looked at her face, sighed, reached out and grabbed her wrist, turned his eyes to the room, and said, "There are things in her memory that you want to know, I can let you see them." ”

Feng Yin followed his gaze, and suddenly understood what he meant, he meant his mother-in-law.

The Demon Lord led the wind to the house, waved his hand at the mother-in-law and cast the mana, she fell into a deeper dream, and if she did not summon it, she would never wake up.

The Demon Lord's right hand covered his mother-in-law's forehead, and his left hand clenched Feng Yin's wrist, and said, "Close your eyes, I will let you see everything she has been through." ”

Feng Yin didn't even suspect anything, Mu Ran nodded, and slowly closed his eyes.

The Demon Lord condensed his spirit and exerted his mana, and his mind probed into his mother-in-law's brain to find out her memory, and introduced it into Feng Yin's brain with himself as an introduction, and at this moment, all that Feng Yin saw and perceived was everything that had really happened in the past.

The wind is like sinking into a dream, but standing in those scenes like a bystander, as if he has experienced it himself, watching everything happen and changing, but he can't make a sound or touch anything.

The first person Feng Yin saw was his mother, Feng Wenyue.

Because it is the memories of the mother-in-law, even if these memories are just some intermittent fragments, Feng Yin can accurately and coherently understand what is happening.

That day was a fine day in early summer, and there was warm sunlight shining in the Wen family's house. The sky was slightly blue and clear, like a pool of transparent spring water covering the sky, and in the distance there were a few slender thin clouds floating there like light veils, illusory and light and beautiful.

On days like this, it's not good to be in a bad mood.

Six-year-old Feng Wenyue was wearing a warm yellow dress, and a seven-colored phoenix bird inlaid with broken gems was obliquely inserted in her dark sideburns, fluttering her wings and shaking, tilting her head and tiptoeing, reaching out and trying to break a piece of the tender green branch of the willow tree. But the body is too small, and after a long time, he still can't reach the lowest branch.

The nurse looked distressed and wanted to help, but when she folded it down and handed it over, Wen Yue didn't even look at it, took it and reached out and threw it on the ground, changing the place and going to it by herself. The nurse tried several times to no avail, so she could only compete with herself, standing aside and waiting patiently.

Although it was early summer, the sun would still be hot after a long time, and after most of the hour, Wen Yuexiao was panting with a red face, and a thin bead of sweat oozed from her face.

After another half an hour, a young man who looked about the same age as Wen Yue and had a resolute eyebrow walked over from the path behind Wen Yue with a slightly shorter white and tender little doll in his hand, stopped five feet away and asked curiously, "What are you doing?"

Wen Yue turned her face and glanced at him, Xu didn't hate his refreshing appearance, stopped and pointed to the wicker on his head and said, "I want this." ”

The young man looked at her with a red face and a little aggrieved and smiled, gently let go of the clenched little hand, lowered his head and put it next to the little doll's face and said, "You wait here, I'll be back soon." ”

The little doll blinked her dark eyes and nodded, raised her right hand, put two fingers into her mouth, and began to bite her fingers.

The young man walked to Wen Yue's side, tiptoed to reach a wicker branch that broke, handed it to Wen Yue with a smile, and said, "Here you go." ”

Wen Yue glanced at it and threw the wicker away, and continued to reach for it by herself by holding her neck.

The young man was puzzled, looked at the wicker on the ground and said, "Why did you throw it away, didn't you want this?"

Wen Yue turned her head very embarrassed, and said with stubbornness on her face: "I want to fold it myself, not what others give." After saying that, he went and continued to stretch out his hand on tiptoe.

The young man felt that this girl was really stubborn, and couldn't help frowning. But looking at her appearance, I couldn't bear it, I turned my head and thought about it, and suddenly my eyes lit up.

He stepped forward and picked up Wen Yue, raised Wen Yue upwards with both arms, and said in a muffled voice with some difficulty: "Hurry up and fold, which branch you like to break." ”

Wen Yue was taken aback, and immediately grinned. The little face that had been dark all morning finally had a glow, and she reached out and pulled a few wickers to break, and she shook her body a few times when she made a lot of effort, and the young man who was holding her trembled with obvious difficulty.

The young man shook his arm when he put down Wen Yue, and without saying anything, he turned around and walked back to the little doll.

He pulled the little doll's fingers out of his mouth, took out a handkerchief from his arms, carefully wiped the saliva on his fingers, and scolded in a low voice: "How many times have you said that you can't eat your fingers, why don't you change it." ”

The little doll's dark eyes looked at him, and his heart softened, and he closed his mouth and said no more, and took the little doll's hand again to leave.

The little doll didn't move, slowly stretched out her other hand, parted her fingers in mid-air, and said in a very nice voice: "To... I want it too. ”

Wen Yue had been standing there looking at them, and when she heard this, she hurriedly ran to the little doll's side, put a tender green willow into the little doll's open palm, and did not let go until the little doll slowly grasped the branch again.

The little doll took the wicker and slowly raised it in front of her, opened her eyes and took a closer look, when the breeze blew slowly, the soft buds of the wicker fluttering with the wind tickled the delicate neck of the doll, the doll let out a "wow" exclamation, and then the eyebrows and eyes crooked and laughed, and the "giggles" A string of laughter was particularly refreshing.

Wen Yue also smiled, smiling sweetly, enjoying the feeling that the things she liked were also liked by others. Looking at the young man who was also smiling, Wen Yue took out another wicker stick and handed it to him without hesitation, the young man was stunned, but still reached out and took the branch.

Wen Yue looked at the young man's face and smiled even sweeter, tilted her head and said sweetly: "My name is Feng Wenyue, what is your name?"

At this time, an older mother-in-law led a maid to run over from a distance, and when she saw her two young masters standing well, she breathed a sigh of relief, and shouted from a distance: "Two little ancestors, can't you stay well as guests in other people's homes, this imperial city is not a sand house, if you run out of this courtyard, where can I go to find it!"

The young man was calm and relaxed, and replied lightly: "Jifeng is not happy, I will lead him around." After that, he ignored the mother-in-law, turned around and said to Wen Yue with a smile: "It turns out that you are Wen Yue, and I am Wu Jichen." My mother went back to the imperial city to save her relatives, and brought me and Jifeng to your house as guests, my mother and your mother were playmates when they were young. ”

After the young man finished speaking, he looked down at the little doll who finally had a smile on his face, and said, "This is my younger brother, Wu Jifeng." ”

Seeing that her young master had finished speaking, the mother-in-law took the opportunity to interject and said, "Senior young master, Mrs. Feng is going to invite Mrs. Feng to have dinner in the front hall in a while, let's go over quickly, don't lose your courtesy." ”

Wu Jichen looked at Wen Yue, then at Jifeng, turned around and said, "Okay, let's go." ”

Wen Yue turned her head to look at the nurse, pouted and said, "Nurse, I'm hungry too." Before the nurse could answer, Wen Yue turned to the figure in front of her and said, "I'm going to eat too, can I go with you?"

Only then did the nurse understand Wen Yue's thoughts, and smiled secretly in her heart, if she is really young, she is the best, and she doesn't have to hide any thoughts.

Wu Jifeng looked back and smiled, and said, "Why not, this is your home, and your mother is also there." ”

Wen Yue's smile was full of excitement, and she jumped up and down to Wu Jichen's side and walked side by side with him, and when she took a few steps and turned her head, she could always see the two brothers holding each other and swaying back and forth.

Wen Yue felt that she couldn't be different, so she stretched out her left hand and gently held Wu Jichen's right hand.

Wu Jichen turned his head to look at the girl holding him, and shook his hand back and forth with a smile.

In the early summer sun, three children walked hand in hand on the willow-lined path, the breeze was light, the wicker swayed lightly, and the scenery was full of scenery.

During the days when Mrs. Wu was in her mother's house, Wu Jichen and Feng Wenyue traveled to every corner of the Feng family with Wu Jifeng, a little doll who had been grieving due to the loss of her mother. When parting, Wen Yue hugged her step-minister's arm and cried and cried, until the step-minister gave her the white jade sword pendant that his mother had newly bought for him, and promised that she would definitely come back to see her, she stopped crying and reluctantly let go of her arm and let him go, sobbing and muttering, "I'll wait for you to come back." ”

That day, Wenyue stood in place for a long time, pouting and unhappy.

That's nine years.