Miraculous Fall

Lan Feng was stunned when he heard what Lan Qingfeng said. After a moment, he burst into tears and choked up, "Feng'er, you are finally willing to call me father."

Since the child lost his mother at the age of ten, he has never called him "Father Emperor" again. He always called him "Emperor". Now, eight years have passed, and finally he calls him "Father Emperor" again.

Seeing Lan Feng so excited because of his calling him "father", Lan Qingfeng suddenly felt that all his hatred over the years was in vain. Although his father had let his mother down, he had never treated him badly.

At this moment, a dazzling red light suddenly flashed from Lan Feng's waist, like a bolt of lightning streaking through the night sky. Immediately afterwards, a strong floral fragrance surged like a tide, instantly filling the entire space.

This sudden change surprised Lan Qingfeng and Lan Feng, and their eyes were invariably drawn to the place where the red light appeared.

I saw a graceful figure quietly emerging like a ghost. Her appearance was like the bright moon in the night sky, instantly illuminating the entire room.

This is a beautiful woman with a natural beauty. Her skin is as white as snow, as soft and delicate as white jade, as if it could be blown away. Her face is exquisite, with a pair of bright almond eyes, as black as ink, like a deep lake, which makes people fall in love with it at first sight.

The most eye-catching thing is the blue forget-me-not flower between her eyebrows. It is so bright and contrasts with her white hair, making her temperament more elegant and mysterious.

Her white hair fell on her shoulders like a waterfall, gently brushing the hem of her pink dress, like catkins in the wind, light and flowing. The gorgeous and elegant pink dress, well-cut and smooth, set off her graceful figure, like a fairy descending to earth.

Except for the blue forget-me-not mark between her eyebrows and the unique white hair, this woman's face was exactly the same as Feng Wu's.

Lan Qingfeng and Lan Feng widened their eyes and stared at the woman in front of them, their hearts filled with shock and disbelief.

The appearance of the person in front of him was like a flash of lightning that pierced the night sky, instantly illuminating the dark corners deep in Lan Qingfeng's heart. Feng Wu's every smile and every word she said were constantly playing in his mind like a movie, clear and profound.

He remembered what his mother once said to him: "Feng'er, remember, don't hate or blame your father. He has tried very hard to protect us. It was me who trusted others too easily." These words were like a heavy hammer, hitting Lan Qingfeng's heart hard.

Lan Qingfeng stared at the beautiful woman in front of him, his emotions surging like a tide. He took a deep breath, tried to keep his voice calm, and asked, "Who are you?"

However, when Lan Feng heard Lan Qingfeng's words, his mood was also very complicated. After all, his lover had passed away, and he buried her with his own hands. Now, this woman who looked exactly like Feng Wu suddenly appeared here, how could he not be shocked?

The woman looked at Lan Qingfeng and Lan Feng, father and son, and was so excited that she couldn't express it in words. Her eyes first fell on Lan Qingfeng, and she looked at him carefully, as if she wanted to engrave every detail of him in her heart. Then, her eyes slowly moved to Lan Feng, and she looked him over and over again.

Time flies, and her son Lan Qingfeng has gradually grown up. His former immaturity and childishness have long disappeared. Now he is tall, with a clear face and a mature and steady temperament.

As for her lover Lan Feng, the years have left a faint mark on his face. There are some wrinkles at the corners of his eyes, and his originally black hair has begun to be mixed with a few silver strands. Despite this, he is still handsome and unrestrained, but with a more calm and composed look after experiencing vicissitudes of life.

Back then, Lan Feng was full of vigor and vigor, dressed in fine clothes and riding a horse, and was the focus of everyone's attention. Now, although he is no longer the young and frivolous boy, the accumulation of years has made him more charming, and his every move exudes the charm of a mature man.

Lan Qingfeng stared at the beautiful woman in front of him, her eyes revealing a complex emotion including guilt, nostalgia, admiration, and a hint of relief.

This made Lan Qingfeng feel very confused. He really couldn't understand why this woman who suddenly appeared looked at him and his father in such a way.

Lan Qingfeng wanted to see if he knew her. He couldn't help but start to recall every little thing about this woman, but his mind was blank, as if there was no special intersection between them. The more he thought about it, the more strange it felt, and the more doubts he had in his heart.

Lan Feng, who was standing nearby, naturally noticed all of this. He was also puzzled by the woman's gaze. After all, with his insight, any subtle emotional changes would hardly escape his eyes.

For a moment, the room fell into silence. The three people just stared at each other quietly, and no one spoke. However, this silence made the atmosphere in the room extremely tense, as if time had frozen at this moment.

Time seemed to freeze at this moment. After an unknown amount of time, the beautiful woman finally spoke slowly, her voice choking with sobs: "Brother Feng, Feng'er! Can't you really recognize me? I am Feng Wu!"

When Lan Qingfeng and Lan Feng heard this, they were stunned as if struck by lightning. They stared with wide eyes, looking at the woman who called herself Feng Wu in disbelief.

However, despite the turmoil in their hearts, the two still had deep doubts about the woman's identity. Lan Feng frowned tightly, and his eyes stared at Feng Wu, revealing a complex emotion, both shock and confusion.

Lan Feng took a deep breath, trying to keep his voice calm, and asked, "What evidence do you have to prove that you are my lover Feng Wu, Feng'er's mother? When she passed away, I buried her with my own hands."

Feng Wu felt a pang of pain in her heart when she heard Lan Feng's words. She knew that Lan Feng's suspicion was not unreasonable. After all, so much time had passed, and her current appearance had changed a bit compared to the past.

However, Feng Wu was not discouraged by this. She understood Lan Feng's caution because it proved that he would not be easily fooled by someone who looked similar to him.

Just when Feng Wu felt relieved, Lan Qingfeng's clear and pleasant voice suddenly rang out: "What evidence do you have to prove that you are my mother? If it is really you, why did you become like this?"