Ancient sage cloud: "The old hatred is a lifetime of tears and light songs, just waiting for the beloved Gu Pavilion to accompany you." Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 info dotted stars, the heavens and the heavens. Seek a good person and stay with each other in the world. ”

Looking at He Xiao's eyes with a rich smile, what kept echoing in Du Weiwei's mind was the words in the book of lovers.

Beloved, beloved.

He Xiao, you are my Du Weiwei's beloved.

Seeing that Du Weiwei didn't come back to her senses for a long time, He Xiao stood up, put her hands behind her, straightened her hair, and the words with a warm breath fell into her ears: "Are you moved to tears?" ”

In the words, the banter was full of meaning, because it was close to his ear, Du Weiwei only felt that his body was soft for a moment, and after reacting to He Xiao's meaning, his anger suddenly flashed, and he pushed He Xiao away with both hands, and he had retreated three steps away from He Xiao.

"Phew, shameless!" Jiao said with a sneer, Du Weiwei's ears were obviously full of enthusiasm, and he glared at He Xiao fiercely.

He Xiao didn't say much, his arms were folded, with a hint of a neat smile, and he raised his eyebrows and looked at Du Weiwei, who pushed himself away, without being annoyed at all.

"Don't you! I'm looking for my mother! Turning around, with a word, Du Weiwei walked outside.

Zikou's pace was extremely fast, and she hurriedly followed.

Leaving He Xiao alone, his eyes were glowing with a rich light, looking at the back of Du Weiwei leaving.

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The sky darkened more and more, until the last ray of light dissipated, and Du Weiwei and Zi Kom carried the tray into Mu Dai's courtyard.

With Su Wushuang's awakening, Mu Dai's body is also getting better, and these days, she can speak softly.

It was also because he wanted to accompany Mu Dai more, Du Weiwei changed his dinner to Mu Dai's courtyard.

At the beginning, when he first learned about Du Weiwei's decision, He Xiao's heart was sad, but no, he had a lot less time with Wei'er.

The window of the room was not closed, and the faint candlelight was projected from the house, and at a glance, Du Weiwei saw that his mother was sitting on the couch by the window, with her head down, and she was doing something.

Du Weiwei's eyes lowered and looked at the two covered soup cups on the tray in his hand, and the irrepressible joy came from his heart.

Zikou followed behind Du Weiwei, on the tray in her hand, there was also a meal covered with a lid, feeling that the young lady had stopped, Zikou raised her head and looked in the direction of Du Weiwei, just what she saw was the faint smile on Du Weiwei's lips, and the strong affection for looking at Mrs.

After only a moment's pause, Du Weiwei's steps restarted and walked towards the room.

Mu Dai was wearing a plain yellow thickened dress, her head was lowered, embroidered in her hands, she was engrossed, and she didn't notice the people outside, until Du Wei's crisp voice sounded from the door: "Mother~"

Mu Dai put down the embroidery in her hand and looked up at the direction of the door with a smile.

"Mother~" Du Weiwei and Zikou came to the house with a tray and put the meal on the table, Du turned around slightly, and walked towards the couch, "Mother, the night breeze is so cold, how can you open the window like this, if you catch a cold, how can you be good?" As he spoke, he closed the window next to the couch.

Mu Dai's face was full of kindness, and looking at her daughter's movements, her smile became more and more gentle: "It's not in the way, I've been lying down for too long, and I don't go out, it's good to blow the wind." ”

"How can this work, the night breeze is cold to the bones, and if it blows like this, the body will be blown bad." The window was closed, Du Wei turned around and tightened the clothes on Mu Dai's body again.

"Today's black chicken soup and lotus root black rice porridge." With a pure smile at Mu Dai, Du Wei took Mu Dai's hand and walked to the Eight Immortals table outside.

Zikou had already packed up everything, spread out the meals one by one, and stood on the side of the Eight Immortals table, quietly guarding.

Du Weiwei hugged Mu Dai's arm affectionately, pulled Mu Dai to sit down in front of the Eight Immortals table, and pressed his hands on Mu Dai's shoulders, with a hint of excitement and the meaning of inviting merit: "Today's black rice porridge is made by Wei'er." ”

"Yes. That mother is going to have a good taste. Mu Dai knows her daughter best, and she knows her mood at the moment, so she must praise two sentences to be satisfied.

"Hey, hey." Smiled and nodded, Du Weiwei sat down on the side, picked up the bowl and began to serve porridge to Mu Dai, the words in his mouth did not stop, "Mother, when you are better, I will take you out for a walk, which is also good for your body." ”

Hearing this, Mu Dai's expression paused obviously, but soon the smile rose again: "Okay." ”

Mother and daughter are facing each other, sitting together and eating, full of warm atmosphere.

"Wei'er," Mu Dai's smile dissipated a little, and said softly, "Earlier, you said that you wanted to treat the person who lost his breath, but he was cured?" ”

With the spoon in his hand, Du Weiwei's gaze dodged for a moment, but he quickly reacted again, raised his head and looked at Mu Dai, and a confident smile emerged: "Don't look at whose daughter I am, I will be cured naturally." He Xiao has already breathed with herself, although her illness has been cured, she still doesn't want her mother to worry, so she won't say it.

The smile was gently lowered again, Mu Dai looked at the porridge in her bowl, and her voice was extremely slight: "That's good...... That's good......"

"Hmm!" Happily answered again, Du retracted his eyes slightly, and stopped talking.

Once again, the room was quiet, but in that atmosphere, there seemed to be something different.

It wasn't until the porridge in the bowl was drunk that Mu Dai's voice sounded again, but this time, a deeper voice was revealed: "Wei'er, my mother wants to tell you something." ”

Du Weiwei, who was a little distracted because of the previous mention of distraction, was stunned for a long time before he raised his head, and there was a bit of confusion in his eyes: "Hmm...... Mother, you say......"

"When I get better in a few days, I want to go back to the Prime Minister's Mansion to live......"

Before Mu Dai's words were completely finished, Du Weiwei had already said in a loud voice: "No! After saying that, even Du Weiwei himself was stunned, how could he say such a heavy word to his mother, he opened his eyes and paused for a long time, Du Weiwei's voice slowed down slightly, "Mother, the unequaled son lives in the palace, and it is best for you to raise your body here." Although his words were soft, his eyes did not look at Mu Dai at all.

Looking at Du Weiwei's slightly disappointed look, Mu Dai's heart also sighed, and her voice became more and more gentle: "Good boy, my mother understands what you mean, but no matter what, it is not suitable for me to live in this palace after all." My mother thought that she would go to the Prime Minister's Mansion to live for a few days, and then go back to the other courtyard. ”