The color of the neon flower in this hour is red, the color of the fish red slowly faded at the speed that can be seen by the naked eye, and then it turned white after the most lush, and withered at the speed that the naked eye can see, until the whole pot of neon flowers turned into a pot of withered vines, and the face of the proud emperor was no longer white with green, and began to be ruddy.

With a wave of Bai Wanshuang's hand, the neon flower like a withered vine turned into powder and disappeared without a trace, she took out the jade bottle containing the Soul Fixing Pill, poured out the Soul Fixing Pill and put it in the palm of her hand, and then gently sent it, the Soul Fixing Pill floated up and flew above the condition of Ao Zhenghuang, Ao Zhenghuang seemed to sense it, his mouth slowly opened, and the Soul Fixing Pill flew into Ao Zhenghuang's mouth.

Bai Wanshuang breathed a sigh of relief, she finally succeeded, she collected the formation, and motioned to Mo Chengcheng to step forward and carry Ao Zhenghuang to the bed, and she ran for another week before she finished the work.

"Qing'er, eye-catching......" A light mist drifted by, and a Miaoman's figure appeared and disappeared in the fog, the woman seemed to be only about thirty years old, and a bright yellow dress was very eye-catching in the white fog.

Although there is a white mist, it can be faintly seen that the woman's eyebrows are picturesque, and the phoenix on the dress seems to be about to flutter its wings and fly out.

A gust of wind blew, Minghuang's body became more and more hazy, as if he was going to fly away with the wind, he panicked for no reason, as if he would lose her, his heart hurt uncontrollably, as if there was a big hand tightly holding his heart, his hand trembled, or couldn't help but stretch out, wanting to hold her figure, not to let it fly into the sky, but his hand has not stretched out, but the white fog is getting thicker and thicker, just suddenly, everywhere is a white expanse, nothing can be seen, the bright yellow figure, can no longer be found。

"Eye, eye, come back, you come back......" Ao Zhenghuang shouted loudly, but for some reason, he was obviously screaming loudly, but between the throats rolling, the sound between his spit was so low that it seemed to be muttering to himself.

Mo Chengcheng saw the tips of Emperor Aozheng's fingers move, his heart jumped, his father woke up?

He was overjoyed in his heart, and he hurriedly stepped over, not daring to blink his eyes, for fear that he had seen it wrong, but Ao Zhenghuang did not wake up as he wished, and he had no intention of waking up.

"Qing'er, you don't want to pay attention to me, are you angry with me, Qing'er, do you want to leave me, I am not allowed, in the sky and on the earth, where there is me, there must be you, how afraid I am of you leaving, do you know, do you know?"

"Father, Father......" Mo Chengcheng was always right this time, Ao Zhenghuang's mouth moved, he had a nightmare, what did he dream about, what was he talking about, why didn't he wake up yet.

Mo Chengcheng leaned over, leaned his ear, and heard a very low voice, "Qing'er." ”

Qing'er, isn't this the little character of the queen mother, when the father and the queen are together, they don't call her the queen, but Qing'er, can it be said that the father and the queen dream of the queen mother?

Mo Chengcheng understood a little, his father was extremely reluctant to let his mother go, and he had been thinking about her, he got up and stood up straight, and was about to walk away, but he saw Ao Zhenghuang open his eyes.

"San'er, what are you doing here?" Ao Zhenghuang was a little inexplicable, he didn't speak for a long time, his voice was extremely hoarse, and when he opened his mouth, his throat hurt badly.

Mo Chengcheng handed over the warm boiled water that he had prepared prematurely, and said happily while carefully waiting for Emperor Ao Zheng to drink water: "Father, it's good that you wake up, you are frightened of your sons." ”

Why don't you have any impression, if you are not sick, why does your throat hurt so much, and your body is not very right, it is very stiff, as if you have been lying in bed for a year, if you are not sick, why is San'er in front of the bed, his beard is stubbled and his face is haggard, but even though the arrogant emperor is full of questions, his throat hurts badly, and he has to drink a few sips of water first, and moisten his throat, which is as dry as if he has come out of the desert.

After drinking a glass of water in one gulp, his throat was slightly better, and he asked in confusion, "San'er, what's wrong with me?"

San'er is the nickname of Mo Chengcheng, and Emperor Aozheng calls him that in private.

Mo Chengcheng was a little embarrassed, to say or not to say? Father and Emperor after this time, I am afraid that my body will collapse, I can't help but be angry, what if I get emotional and fall down again?

He opened his mouth, and before he could think of what to say, he heard a sentence in his ear, "San'er, where is your queen mother, why don't you see her." ”

Mo tilted his hand, and almost dropped the cup in his hand without being shocked, the queen mother has been gone for five years, why can't my father remember?

He glanced at Bai Wanshuang in surprise, and wanted to ask her what was going on, his mouth squirmed, and he stopped his mouth again, Shuangshuang had done his best, this was something that Shuangshuang could control, she was just a healer, not a god.

Bai Wanshuang's gaze met Mo Tian, and with just one glance, she knew what he was thinking, and transmitted the voice to him: " Your father should have forgotten about the death of your mother, his soul has been sucked by the flower for so long, even if he finds it back, I'm afraid it's not complete, I look at his expression and complexion, his body is not wrong, there should be something wrong with memory, I'm afraid that he is very affectionate with your mother, even if he accepts the fact that your mother is immortal on the surface, he is afraid that he will not accept it in his heart, so with this reason, he simply forgot this most painful thing, no, it should be said that he forgot all these years after the death of your mother, and his memory should be stuck five years ago。 ”

Five years ago, Mo Chengcheng was dumbfounded, Bai Wanshuang's few words were like thunder exploding in his ears one after another, and it made his brain throb and throb, this, this is good.

"Yes, although your father's soul has a Soul Fixing Pill and has stabilized a lot, the medicinal effect of the Soul Fixing Pill has not been fully absorbed, if it is greatly stimulated at this time, I am afraid that there is a Da Luo Jin Immortal here, and it will not be able to save his life. Bai Wanshuang sighed, she didn't want to say it, but as a doctor, she had to say it for the sake of her medical ethics.

Alas, this poor baby, how does she feel that Mo Chengcheng's life is a coffee table, full of cups, a mother's brother wants his life wholeheartedly, he finally grabbed his brother's pigtails, thinking that he could turn the tables, but he didn't expect his father to have amnesia, and he couldn't be stimulated and angry, with his filial piety, for the sake of his father's body, she estimated that he was afraid that he was going to rot this matter in the bottom of his heart.