The woman looked at her daughter dotingly and smiled, "Mother will take you to see." ”

"Hmm!" Xiao Yujiao said happily.

The woman smiled, just about to lean over and pick up her daughter.

However, the moment she leaned over, she saw Du Hua, who was walking slowly from a distance, sitting on a spirit beast.

In an instant, she was stunned.

Even, she forgot that she promised to pick up her daughter.

The sudden event even made her forget to cry.

She was just confused, her brain was blank, and she no longer even had the ability to think.

"Mother, what's wrong with you?" Xiao Yujiao tugged at her mother's sleeve on the side, "Pick me up and see." ”

Xiao Yujiao's words directly pulled the woman's thoughts back to reality.

Then she began to cry, and cried so badly.

Xiao Yujiao was in a hurry now, she didn't know where she made her mother angry, so she could only say to her mother in a panic, "Mother, what's wrong with you?" Yujiao doesn't need you to hug ---------"

The woman lowered her head, looked at the well-behaved and sensible Xiao Yujiao, hugged her, and cried even more fiercely.

Ms. Han still remembers her mother's tears running down her cheeks and into her neck, like a river bursting its banks.

The woman just silently took Xiao Yujiao away, and didn't look at this ostentatious parade again.

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After returning home, the woman was depressed all day long, and after only seven days, her body was as weak as an old woman of seventy or eighty years old.

The face that was originally overwhelming the country and the city also became pale and lost its blood.

Xiao Yujiao saw her mother become like this, and she was more anxious than anyone else.

"Mother, don't scare me, mother--------" Xiao Yujiao looked at her mother lying on the sickbed anxiously, tears rolling in her eyes.

She was afraid, afraid that something would happen to this adult who loved herself.

She is fifteen years old and knows what death is.

Suddenly, Xiao Yujiao seemed to think of something, her eyes lit up, and she said to the woman, "Mother, don't worry, I'll go and find my father back, my father must have a way!" ”

After speaking, Xiao Yujiao was about to run out.

"Jiao'er------" The woman finally spoke, but her trembling voice sounded even a little infiltrating.

Xiao Yujiao stopped and returned to the woman's face again.

"What's wrong, mother?" Xiao Yujiao lay on the side of the bed and asked suspiciously.

Isn't it right to go to your dad if something happens?

"Don't go to him." The woman's tears trickled down again, "Listen to my mother's words, don't go to him in the future, forget your father------"

Xiao Yujiao didn't understand, she didn't understand why her mother didn't want her father, so Xiao Yujiao was still a little angry.

But her mother was sick in bed, and Xiao Yujiao was afraid that her mother would be angry again, so she just nodded and agreed.

After another three days, the woman slept forever.

Four days later, that is, two weeks later, Du Hua came back and saw Xiao Yujiao digging a grave for her mother.

Her little hands were covered with blood, and she wanted to dig a place for her mother to sleep in peace.

Only then did Du Hua know that his woman was dead.

If you die, you just can't come back.

I can no longer smile at myself, and I can no longer hold my arm to show off to others.

How much did she suffer for herself?

She even knew that she didn't have much status in her heart, and she still followed her without hesitation-------- when she was most depressed.

Lose your marbles.

Du Hua went crazy, and for this he never touched any woman again.

Including princesses.

He took Xiao Yujiao to the palace. But because of the princess's face, he couldn't tell anyone that Xiao Yujiao was his daughter.

However, he raised Xiao Yujiao little by little.

What he didn't expect was that Xiao Yujiao's cultivation talent was amazing, even much higher than him.

It's just that as she grows older, Xiao Yujiao is no longer the little girl who didn't understand anything back then.

Therefore, she became more and more indifferent to Du Hua, so indifferent that she was not even as good as a stranger.

Because it was this man, this negative man, who turned his mother from a lively woman into a cold corpse!

She can't forgive!

Until today, twenty years later.

Although she has not forgiven, she has not forgotten that he is her father.

She hated him, but she would rather kill him with her own hands than touch a single hair of his hair but her!

Therefore, when she saw Du Hua's empty sleeves, she didn't feel the slightest bit happy, but suddenly felt a pain in her heart.

It's like a pinprick!

The tears could not be stopped, and she rushed over, grabbing the empty sleeve as if she didn't believe it.

"It's okay, one less and I have another one, don't delay things." Du Hua said with a smile.

But Miss Han didn't seem to listen, and the empty sleeves in her hand were clutched by her.

She lay on Du Hua's lap and couldn't cry.

When Du Hua saw this scene, he smiled happily.

At least she still knows how to care about herself, at least she knows that she feels sorry for herself.

Du Hua suddenly felt that this arm was not worth much.

He gently stroked his daughter's hair with his right hand----------- just like her mother did twenty years ago.

This time, Miss Han didn't dodge.

Jin Qianghao saw this scene and knew that he shouldn't stay here any longer, so he was very interested in going out and closing the door.

However, at this time, another woman appeared.

It was the Holy Maiden, who walked in with a pot of something like paste in her hand.

"It's time for a dressing change." The saint said as soon as she entered the door.

Then, she saw the scene in front of her ------------ frowned.

That's right, the saint is here to change the dressing.

Not long after Du Hua was injured, not long after receiving treatment, after the saint asked Du Hua to tear off his left arm, he also carried out a series of hemostasis, disinfection, and treatment of the wound, all of which wasted a lot of time.

It stands to reason that you shouldn't change the medicine so quickly not long after taking the medicine. But Du Hua's wound was too big and too serious. There is no good medical equipment in this world, and dressings must be changed frequently to prevent wound infection.

Moreover, the black thing that the holy woman brought was a kind of plaster.

The saint dutifully returned to the treatment area to boil medicine, after all, there was nothing in this room. But when I came back, I couldn't help but be a little annoyed when I saw the scene in front of me.

The saint is jealous?

The saint was annoyed and angry?

No, the saint is just a doctor, she just wants to be responsible for her patients, it's as simple as that.

Of course, after the saint said 'it's time to change the dressing', Miss Han also heard this voice.

This is a female voice, and it is an extremely beautiful female voice-------- even Miss Han has to admit that she is a little excited by this voice alone.

Miss Han turned around and saw the Holy Maiden. Inevitably, the saint also saw Miss Han