Chapter 220 About the "grass" of Summer Grass

After saying that, Duan Qingming raised her big palm face, deliberately pretended to be pitiful, and looked at Duan Zheng quietly. Looking at her appearance, it seems that if Duan Zheng refused to be with Du Qingluan, as if she had done something rebellious!

Seeing his daughter so nervous, Duan Zheng smiled slightly. He thought for a moment and asked without answering, "Ming'er, can you tell Dad why you like to be with Miss Duan so much? You know, she may hate you!"

Love Wu and Wu. You may also hate Wu and Wu. If Du Qingluan really hates Duan Zheng and wants to revenge on him, then it is really possible that even Duan Qingming will be involved!

Duan Qingming thought about it very seriously, then looked up, looked at Duan Zheng, and said seriously, "Dad, from the bottom of my heart, I like Aunt Qingluan very much, that's because I am by her side, very warm and relieved, as if my mother is around!"

After listening to Duan Qingming's words, Duan Zheng lost his mind again!

On that day, he made a lifelong promise to such a proud woman, but he never allowed it. Of course, he didn't know until a long time later that Du Qingluan actually knew Ding Rou early, and the relationship between the two was not bad. Once called a sister, so Duan Qingming felt the smell of her mother on Du Qingluan's body, because she was similar to Ding Rou in some directions, right?

The two women, one is like Zhilan in the secluded room, and the other is like a cold plum in the snow. They are originally strange women in the world, and they are all people who have the right to be happy. Alas, unfortunately, because of his marriage, he suddenly harmed the lives of the two women.

lowered his head, Duan Zheng gently knocked on Duan Qingming's forehead, sighed slightly, and said after a long time, "You have grown up. You can decide your own affairs. However, what my father wants to remind you is that you must be distracted and don't lose all your heart..."

Duan Qingming responded happily, as if she was very grateful for Duan Zheng's enlightenment. Then, she got up again and helped Duan Zheng continue the tea again.

Duan Zheng took a look at Duan Qingming, who was obviously thinly dressed, but shook his head slightly. He stood up and said, "Okay, Minger, that's all for today. Seeing that it's late at night, I'm going back. You can also rest early!"

After saying that, he stroked Duan Qingming's head and left!

In tonight's evening talk, the two have never even mentioned Liu Rong or Duan Yulan, but everyone's hearts have been tacit. Today, Liu Rong's influence is not enough to affect any of Duan Zheng's decisions. Now, it is impossible for her to turn over what kind of storm in Duan Mansion!

Duan Qingming sent Duan Zheng out of the courtyard door and stood at the gate for a while before slowly walking towards the house!

Winter nights are very cold. The hard ice and snow made a crisp crackling sound under his feet. When Duan Qingming came out, he did not put on a big cloak or hold the heater. Therefore, only for a moment of this stop, Duan Qingming had been trembling with cold and her lips were blue. She hugged her shoulder and looked at the lonely figure under the street lamp. She couldn't help but feel sad. She stared her eyes slightly and locked the sigh in her throat!

Yuejia quickly ran over and helped Duan Qingming send a heater and a big hand. A burst of warmth came, and Duan Qingming couldn't help shivering. She put her warm coat and took two steps forward on the broken snow.

In one side eye, Duan Qingming saw that the light was still on in Xia Caoer's room, and a small figure was swaying on the window paper. Duan Qingming turned around and walked towards Xia Caoer's room. By this time, Xia Caoer had woken up. She lay obediently, looking at the ceiling. Shaking his head, I don't know what he is thinking.

As Duan Qingming entered the room, the cold air was brought up by her, and the sudden heating made her shiver all over!

When she saw Duan Qingming enter the room, she hurried to get up: "Miss, it's freezing. What are you doing here?"

Duan Qingming stopped Xia Caoer from getting up, went straight to the bedside, carefully helped her cover the quilt, and then whispered, "These days, you have to be careful and don't move around, okay?"

Seeing the unreliable sadness in Duan Qingming's eyes, it felt like dewdrops wet the leaves and were about to fall down!

Xia Caoer laughed "hee" and said, "It's so cold outside that I'm just lazy and don't have to do anything!"

Duan Qingming was sad when she heard this and scolded, "Stupid girl, how can you talk?" After saying that, the corners of his eyes couldn't help but get wet!

Xia Caoer took Duan Qingming's hand and said seriously, "Miss, to be honest, Xia Caoer is not wronged. As long as it's for the young lady, no matter what Xia Caoer does, she won't regret it!"

Duan Qingming yanked Xia Caoer's scattered hair behind her ears, and then whispered, "What's the big deal? There is no need to self-harm... so much blood..."

As long as you think of so much blood and think about such deep wounds together, Duan Qingming's heart has been painful and painful until now!

Xia Caoer smiled and said, "Yes, at that time, I didn't know where the courage came from, and the fragment went in all of a sudden!"

After thinking about it, Xia Caoer said with some shame, "It's a pity, that bottle..."

That vase was left to her by Duan Qingming's mother. I heard that it was a valuable thing in the Royal History Mansion, but now it has broken into her hands!

After listening to Xia Caoer's words, Duan Qingming was a little angry and funny: "That bottle is dead. How can it be compared with a big living person?"

As soon as Xia Caoer heard this, she spit out her tongue mischievously: "That Xia Caoer is fine now, horizontally, but her legs are fine, and she is fine... In this way, she doesn't have to marry and stay with the young lady for a lifetime!"

Duan Qingming heard this and laughed and scolded, "So young, just thinking about whether to get married or not. How dare you say not to marry? At that time, if you fall in love with someone's son, don't beg me to marry you..."

Xia Caoer looked at her thigh and shook her head: "No, Xia Caoer won't marry unless the young lady doesn't want Xia Caoer!"

Duan Qingming knew that Xia Caoer was worried that she would fall scars in the future. Yes, a good girl, if she has a scar on her body, she can lower her head when she marries in the future, but this time, she really missed Xia Caoer's life!

Duan Qingming's heart couldn't help but feel sad. She gently patted Xia Caoer on the shoulder and said, "Don't worry, you can't fall the scar. The medicine sent by the third prince is still there. At that time, if you wipe it for a period of time, the scar will naturally not fall..."

Hearing this, Xia Caoer immediately said happily, "Really?"

As soon as she finished speaking, she felt guilty. She smiled and said, "Actually, Xia Caoer is just a girl. Xia Caoer is not rare. Xia Caoer just wants to accompany the young lady for the rest of her life. However, if this scar can really be removed, it would be better..."

Duan Qingming listened and smiled slightly. She gently stroked Xia Caoer's hair and whispered, "Silly girl, you are my person and have been with me for so many years. Tell me, why don't I think about you?"

Humph, that Yan Lingyu dares to hurt Xia Caoer. When he wakes up, let's see if she doesn't look for him well!

Seeing that Duan Qingming was still talking to Xia Caoer, and Duan Qingming's eyes were already faintly tired. Yuejia came forward and said gently, "Miss, don't be tired. You'd better go back to rest first. Xia Caoer and I are guarded by Qiu Ning..."

"Qunning?"

Hearing this, Xia Caoer immediately asked in surprise, "Moon, is there a newcomer in our yard?"

Yuejia shook her head: "You don't know that it's Qiu Rong, who was named by the young lady, so now it's starting to be called Qiu Ning!"

Xia Caoer was originally a ostentatious temperament. Hearing this, she immediately shouted, "Ah, Qiu Rong is so blessed..."

After saying that, he turned around, looked at Duan Qingming, and said coquettishly, "Miss, when will you also give Xia Caoer a name? Xia Caoer has been called grass for many years, and I don't want to call it grass anymore!"