Chapter 1093: A Weirder Lady 3

The British duchess was not annoyed, and listened to her quietly.

That's it, after Ye Qingyu finished talking about a few interesting things about his son, the British duchess also inserted the vase here.

"Madam, you have such a beautiful flower arrangement!" Ye Qingyu praised sincerely.

"If you like it, I'll reward you." Said the British Duchess.

“…… I'm holding this vase when I leave? The corners of Ye Qingyu's mouth twitched, but he quickly thanked him,

"Thank you, Mrs. Zhao, I am so honored! When I go back, I will keep them in my room and admire them every day, and when they start to wither, I will make them into dried flowers and collect them. ”

It can be said that it is very kneeling and doggy.

The British duchess was also very satisfied when she heard this, and said with a smile, "If you like it, every few days, I will dismantle someone to send you a bottle." ”

"......" Ye Qingyu.

Ye Qingyu was shocked!

She has a feeling that she is spoiled by Mrs. Big Guy!

Or does Mrs. Zhao like to give others her flower arrangements?

Thinking so, Ye Qingyu also asked.

"Except for Shizi, you are the first person to get my flower arrangement." Said the British Duchess.

"Mrs. Zhao, to be honest, I'm a little flattered." Ye Qingyu covered his heart and said with an exaggerated expression,

"If you have anything to order, I will do it for you without hesitation, and it is okay to fight half of your life."

The English duchess was amused by her tone and demeanor, and a bright smile appeared on her face.

This is the first time Ye Qingyu has seen her smile so happily, not a sneer, nor a deep smile.

Strange good-looking.

Moreover, it feels like she is much younger all of a sudden.

Ye Qingyu calculated the age of the British duchess in her heart, her son is seventeen, and she is no more than thirty-seven at most, in fact, she is really not old.

Putting the vase aside, the British duchess sat down beside Ye Qingyu, and finally stretched out her hand to let her check her pulse.

"Madame, how long have you had insomnia and night sweats?" Ye Qingyu asked.

"I just said insomnia, it's been more than ten years, and I can't remember it clearly." The British duchess said lightly,

"The symptoms of night sweats are only in the past two or three years, I will sweat after falling asleep, and the sweat will stop when I wake up, I didn't care about it at first, but then the sweating was too severe, and sometimes my dirty clothes would be wet, so I found a doctor to recuperate, and it improved."

"Madame, why do you lose sleep?" Ye Qingyu asked.

"There's too much to worry about." Said the British Duchess.

"Alas, the world only sees you with infinite scenery and respectful status, so it turns out that it is not easy for you." Ye Qingyu couldn't help but sigh.

The English duchess looked at her coldly.

Ye Qingyu realized that he had said the wrong thing, and immediately smiled at her flatteringly, and then made a gesture to shut up.

"Can you recuperate me?" The British duchess asked.

"I'll do my best." Ye Qingyu said, "I'm just conditioning your body, but heart disease still needs heart medicine, madam, if you can't untie the knot, you won't be able to sleep well." ”

"If the knot is easy to solve, then it is not a knot." Said the British Duchess.

"Yes." Ye Qingyu was silent and asked her tentatively,

"Madam, you said that you have been insomnia for more than ten years, so you have been knotted long enough. Let me take the liberty of asking, is this knot in your heart related to the British duke? ”

Ye Qingyu felt that he was dying, and when he asked this, he collapsed on the edge of the abyss with one foot, swaying back and forth on the edge of death.

(End of chapter)