"Princess, watch your step. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info" Zikou helped Du Weiwei, looking extremely cautious, and his words were also extremely soft.

Du Weiwei's eyes were filled with a hint of weakness and pain, and the strength of his body was almost completely supported on Zikou's body, and his steps were extremely slow, walking in the direction of the house step by step.

Du Piaoling stood at the door of the house, with a pair of eyes that could not be seen clearly, raised his hand and grabbed the door tightly, his eyes looked at Du Weiwei tightly, and he never left.

In just a short distance, Du Weiwei walked for half an hour, until he stood still on the steps, Du Weiwei's eyes that had been drooping slowly rose, with these weakness in his smile, and said softly: "My sister is here." ”

As soon as he finished speaking, he coughed softly.

"You ......" Du Piaoling's eyes widened and looked at Du Weiwei, as soon as you spoke, he couldn't say any more, and after a long time, he said in a low voice, "Are you okay?" ”

Du Weiwei's eyes were shallow light, separated from Zi Ko's hand, walked slowly towards the inside, and when he passed by Du Piaoling's side, he stretched out his hand, took her hand, and then walked inside.

"It's not a big deal."

Taking Du Piaoling to sit down, Du tightened the cloak on his body slightly, even though the stove was burning in the house, he still wrapped himself very tightly, and a faint smile hung on his pale face: "It's so cold, why do you have time to come to me?" ”

Du Piaoling was already pulled by Du Weiwei to sit down beside her, the light in his sight was up and down, and he looked at Du Weiwei for a long time before he came back to his senses, and his voice was also a lot lower with Du Weiwei: "Some time ago, I heard that my sister was sick......

Before Du Piaoling's words were completely finished, Du Wei's faint weak laughter was already shallow: "Some people don't want me to be good, there is no way."

Du Piaoling paused, withdrew his gaze, and did not make a sound.

But in the interval of this pause, a young man was already trotting into the house with a tray.

Sent the tea to Du Weiwei and Du Piaoling and put it in front of them, and the little guy saluted very respectfully, and then hurriedly retreated again.

Du Piaoling's gaze lowered slightly, and fell on the extraordinarily delicate tea cup. Raising his hand, he touched the lines of the tea cup.

"Now I'm sick, but I'm weaker, and I'm afraid of getting colder. I don't know when it will get better. Du Weiwei's words were obviously helpless.

Du Piaoling rubbed the tea cup for a while, and after a long time, he opened the tea lid.

Instantly, a very familiar fruity tea aroma came out.

Du Piaoling's eyes dimmed again.

This tea is all too familiar to her. It is the kind that Mu Dai planted in the Prime Minister's Mansion before.

Prime Minister's House.

Thinking of these two words, Du Piaoling's brows furrowed deeply again.

It's been a long time since I've been to see that place.

"Drifting?" In a daze, Du Piaoling only felt that an unusually cold hand touched his hand, came back to his senses, and looked at Du Weiwei who was speaking.

Nodding slightly, Du Piaoling's smile slowly hooked up: "Sister's body will definitely get better." As he spoke, he patted Du Weiwei's hand with his backhand to show comfort.

Du Weiwei's eyes lowered slightly, not looking at Du Piaoling, but at his dark blue skirt, and said in a casual voice: "Then it also depends on whether others are willing to let me go." ”

Only one sentence, although the voice was lowered, but not a word fell into the ears of the four people in this hall.

Du Piaoling's eyes still looked at Du Weiwei's side face, and he didn't speak again for a long time.

Zikou stood in the farthest position, although her eyes were obediently lowered, but the afterglow was exactly in the direction of the magpie.

Sure enough, as soon as Miss's words came out, the seemingly calm woman quickly raised her gaze and swept over Du Weiwei.

Zikou's eyes were very sharp, and at a glance, she noticed the ruthlessness that flashed in the magpie's eyes.

Retracted his gaze and paused for a moment, and when he raised his eyes again, Zikou's face was full of worry and grievance: "Bah, bah! What do you say, Princess! As he spoke, Zi Ko's steps stepped forward and walked to Du Weiwei's side.

"The princess's body will definitely be fine! There won't be any forks! Zikou's anxious tone also brought a hint of crying.

Du raised his eyes slightly, coughed lightly, and smiled at Zikou with relief.

Du Piaoling's eyes flickered several times, and he wanted to say something, but he lowered his gaze several times, until he heard Zikou's words, he suddenly raised his eyes and looked at Du Weiwei, and his voice was rare firmness: "Sister, my substitute mother, I apologize to you." ”

Instantly, there was silence in the room.

Even the magpies who had been hanging their heads raised their eyes and looked at Du Piaoling.

Du Weiwei turned sideways, the corners of his mouth hooked up a smile that no one else could see, and when he turned his eyes, a weak voice sounded: "Sister, what are you doing?" ”

In an instant, Du Piaoling stood up suddenly, and his eyes were truly apologetic:

"My sister knows that my sister was injured and in a coma because of Yi Concubine Niangniang, I am already married to the fourth prince, and Yi Concubine Niangniang can be regarded as my sister's mother."

Then, there was a long pause.

Du Piaoling's footsteps moved, walked to the opposite of Du Weiwei, who was sitting, and respectfully made a big salute:

"My sister apologizes on behalf of her mother, I hope my sister won't be depressed anymore." The movement stopped, and Du Piaoling maintained a saluting posture without any change.

On Du's slightly pale face, the look that had been weak finally slowly receded, and a pair of eyes were about to swell with deep emotions.

At the end, the smile on his lips really came up:

"Drift Zero."

"You're emotional."

The words fell softly and into everyone's ears.

The magpie's expression finally cracked open in an instant, his eyes widened suddenly, and he looked at Du Piaoling who bowed his head and saluted.

No one saw that Du Piaoling's drooping face was a deep self-deprecation.

What can you do if you are emotional?

The person Mu Yunjin cares about is you, Du Weiwei.

Sighing deeply, Du Weiwei stretched out his hand and picked up the tea cup in his hand, and did not let Du Piaoling get up, but ordered the other two people in the room: "You guys go out." I'm with Piaoling, and some of my daughter's family have something to say. ”

Zikou hesitated, nodded in salute, and turned to leave.

The magpie kept stiff and did not move, and the emotions in his eyes were unintentionally leaked, and he kept watching Du Piaoling tightly without moving away.