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"Miss, Miss" Zhu'er's voice came from far away, Qingyue opened her eyes hard, and her head was dizzy.

"Miss, why are you asleep here, why are your clothes wet, you will get sick like this"

"I don't have the strength, I'm afraid I'm catching a cold, go ask Dr. Qiu to take a look" Qingyue has always regarded her heart as her sister and has nothing to say, but last night's incident, she didn't want to mention it to anyone, so she shirked and changed the topic.

About half a pillar of incense, Old Man Qiu took the medicine box and said, "I am frightened, and I am suffering from the wind and cold, so I will be fine for a few days of recuperation and rest." ”

"Qing'er, why are you so careless, you are such a big child, you still don't let your mother worry, you are about to get married, or so naughty, how can your mother rest assured that you will marry?" Although the owner's wife, Liu Yang, was extremely satisfied with this future son-in-law, she was still reluctant to hand over her pearl like this. The closer the wedding date, the more reluctant he is to leave his daughter for half a step.

"Mother, my daughter is very good, but I washed my hair, fell asleep in a daze, and tomorrow will be fine" The pink little face rubbed on the back of Liu Yang's hand, looking at the baby daughter who was already seventeen, but had not experienced the baptism of the rivers and lakes, Liu Yang showed a sad smile, this child, loved since childhood, father Liu Cheng has a son and a daughter, and he has loved his little daughter since he was a child, when Qingyue was 5 years old, he still often went shopping with her on his back, which also made the old couple worry that their daughter would not be used to living outside.

"Master, madam, the future aunt is going to see Miss," said the little maid at the door.

"Quick, please" Master Liu put down the teacup and said slowly.

"Qing'er, Zhongyong, this child is a down-to-earth and reliable person, don't be too willful, marry and obey her husband in the future, you must not make the child angry"

"Got it, mother, my daughter has her own measure, please rest assured", looking at Qing'er learning from the old owner's serious face, the old lady sighed, "Qing'er will grow up." ”

"Qing'er, are you better, yesterday..."

"What? I went to bed very early yesterday, and I can't remember what happened when I wake up," Qingyue saw that Zhongyong didn't know how to speak, so she preemptively said. lest it be difficult for Brother Yong to step down.

"When you're ready, I'll take you hunting, it's fun to hunt in the woods this season, but you probably don't like this?"

"How come, I like it a lot, I used to listen to my brother talk about it, and I like it very much" Hehe, Qingyue was thinking in her heart, whether she hunted or not, it didn't matter, she could go out to play now, she was locked in the house all day long, she was nagged by Miss Zhu'er's long and short misses, and her father and mother kept her in charge every inch, it was really moldy. Just go out for a lap. As soon as he thought of this, he agreed with Zhongyong's proposal as if he were pounding garlic.

Seeing that Qingyue in the illness was white and red, with a trace of exhaustion, inexplicable pity poured into Zhongyong's heart. "Are you hungry? Craving something? ”

"Can you make it for me yourself?" Hmph, let you make it bad, you must be tossed well.

"I'm not good at cooking, I watched the soldiers cook noodles in the border area, I'll cook a bowl of clear soup noodles for you, right?"

"Uh, well" I can't think of this kid, he doesn't know anything, and he thinks that life in the frontier is hard, and he must be able to cook. However, he can be trained to cook. "Hurry up, I'm so hungry" Qingyue happily lay on the bed and thought, I can eat the rice you cooked with your own hands, my appetite will be very good, I am waiting for you here.

After a stick of incense, Zhongyong came over with noodles, "I came by myself, although I usually have the heart to serve, but I have never been used to being fed by others."

"No, I did it, accept my disposal, open your mouth"

"What, myself..."Before the words were finished, the spoon had already blocked Qingyue. Scalded me."

"Is it hot? I'll try it" Qingyue lay on the bed, quietly looking at this handsome man with a delicate appearance.