Song Zixun's heart trembled violently. The others were even more frightened, Mama An cried and rushed forward, and Qinghe hurriedly asked someone to ask for a doctor...... The room was in chaos.

Song Zixun stared at the bright red blood stains on the corners of Du Rongzhi's mouth for a good time, until his eyes were red, then he freed up a hand to clasp it tightly with hers, gritted his teeth and said, "Du Rongzhi, you listen to me clearly - if you want your daughter to grow up safely, let me live, live obediently!" ”

Du Rongzhi tried to keep her eyes open...... Finally, he passed out.

"The imperial doctor said that the young lady was depressed and anxious...... I drank the medicine just now, and the person is already sober. Qinghe said, glanced at Song Zixun silently, and continued, "The imperial doctor also said that the young lady has a heart disease, and she needs to be well supported in the future, and she must not be angry and sad again, otherwise she will only be afraid of ...... I'm afraid that it will hurt Tiannian. ”

Song Zixun's hand pressed on the cradle clenched hard, and the green tendons on the back of his hand protruded.

After a long time, I saw him wave his hand and said lightly, "Got it...... Let's go down. ”

Qinghe didn't move, she looked up at Guan'er in the cradle, and said softly, "The young lady is still a little unstable, see if you can let the slave maid take Miss Sun-"

Song Zixun raised his head at this time, and his eyes shot coldly at her, "You go back and tell the young lady - if you want to see your daughter, hurry up and take care of yourself and come and see for yourself." ”

Qinghe pursed her lips, and only after a while did she whisper yes, bow and retreat.

It wasn't until there was no one else in the house that Song Zixun picked up his daughter from the cradle.

Children are the least vindictive in the world. Wan'er, who was so frightened by him that she cried before, had long forgotten what had just happened, and nestled comfortably under her father's arm, spitting bubbles happily.

Song Zixun's calloused fingertips gently stroked her pink cheeks, and the little girl thought that her father was playing with her, and grinned and grabbed his fingers with her fleshy little hands.

Song Zixun found that the back of her daughter's hand was splashed with a few drops of blood at some point, and the bright red fell on her snow-white and delicate skin, which was indescribably eye-catching and dazzling.

He took a deep breath, took out a handkerchief and gently wiped it on his daughter's little hand, the little thing was unknown, his mouth babbled happily, and he waved his fists and danced.

After everything was wiped clean, he carefully hugged his daughter's soft body into his arms.

"Good boy, leave your mother for Daddy......" He rubbed his daughter's fleshy cheek with his chin, causing the little man in his arms to giggle, "Leave her, and Daddy will love your mother and daughter well in the future." ”

She has taken root in his heart, and it is impossible to let go of anything in this life.

The dark and thick decoction was handed over, as if even the air around him was filled with choking bitterness.

Du Rongzhi took it indifferently, raised his head and drank it all.

"Young lady want some preserves?" Yuan Yuan hurriedly took the box and said diligently, "I only entered the shop below——"

Du Rongzhi didn't answer, and picked up the tea cup in Qinghe's hand to drink water and rinse his mouth.

Yuan Yuan's hand froze in the air, and the smile on his face suddenly became a little uncomfortable.

In fact, she also felt it, and she hit herself...... The young lady has always been cold and indifferent to herself. But what could she do? The eldest young master asked her, could she not say it? She is not as good as Qinghe and them, and no matter how bad she is in the future, there will be the Du family to rely on......

Yuan Yuan was thinking wildly, so he listened to Mama An's instructions, "You go to the kitchen to see if the fish soup stewed for the young lady is ready." ”

Yuan Yuan hurriedly answered, put down the box and retreated.

Mama An looked at Yuan Yuan's departing back and sighed, "The young lady has some strange Yuan Yuan in her heart?" ”

Du Rongzhi shook her head expressionlessly, "It's just that each is his master, nothing is strange." ”