Chapter 15: Really Love
Ye Wuyue realized that even if Mrs. Zuo worked so hard to act, her father was just a support, and he sent her away for pretence.
And for himself, he wants to give himself the best.
In such a comparison, she was a little ashamed of her suspicion of Ye Qingming just now.
"Daddy," Daddy called out in an extremely smooth manner.
"Oh, hey." Listening to his beloved daughter calling himself, Ye Qingming's heart couldn't help but feel beautiful, looking at the girl with stunning colors, he remembered in a trance when he first saw her, so big, not as long as his little arm.
In a blink of an eye, it was already so big.
When his daughter is older, his father is the most worried, probably because he feels now.
"Huh? Just what? When Ye Wuyue was picking up the box that Ye Qingming gave her, she suddenly found two wooden plaques inside.
"Ah, this, this is a recommendation order, with this, you can participate in the selection of Taixuedian." Ye Qingming finished speaking, his face was full of remorse, his daughter was born stupid, how can I know what Taixuedian is. Wouldn't he poke his daughter's sadness in this way?
No, he had to hurry up and find a husband for his daughter.
"Yue'er, daddy will find you a gentleman, a lot of things have to be taught by Mr."
Ye Qingming mentioned this matter with the intention of the night without a moon.
"Daddy, Yue'er not only wants to be literate, but also wants to see if she can cultivate, I heard Qixi say that only cultivators are the strongest. Yue'er wants to be the strongest. ”
When the girl said the second half of the sentence, the whole person's face burst out with a confident light, and the light in this study even overshadowed the left god of the Northern Dynasty and the night was clear.
Looking at such a daughter, Ye Qingming was also very excited.
Unbelieving, he thanked God for the first time.
Regardless of whether what Mrs. Zuo said was true or not, thank God, thank fate for finally giving him a healthy daughter, not only that, but his daughter also had such revenge and ambition made him extremely pleased.
Although the eldest daughter has entered Weiyang Palace, the second daughter and the third daughter have also entered Xiliang Mountain, although the fourth daughter has no cultivation talent, she is also beautiful in Los Angeles, and her popularity in the circle of young ladies is quite good.
But no matter how good these four children were, he didn't care very much.
Although people don't care about right and wrong after death, if it weren't for their own wife who forced him to marry his beloved wife, he and Mrs. Zuo would not be able to get married, where could they talk about children. And these four children were all drunk and drugged by the old lady herself.
He and Mrs. Zuo are not sincere, let alone loveless, and the children they gave birth to naturally do not have much love.
Where will it be the same as Yue'er, it is the crystallization of himself and his beloved wife who have been looking forward to it for many years, even if it is stupid, the continuation of the love between him and his beloved wife is the only proof that his beloved wife has existed. Naturally, the comparison between the two will be much worse.
"How happy it would be if your mother could live to see you now."
"Daddy, don't be sad, my daughter will become the strongest person, standing at the top of the world, so that the mother who is far away in the sky can also see her daughter's light."
"Good boy, good boy." Ye Qingming choked and patted Ye Wuyue's hand.
Holding the brocade box, he left the study of Ye Qingming, and as soon as he walked out, Ye Wuyue found that a water-red dress flashed from the rose on the opposite side.
If I'm not mistaken, this is what she wore this morning when she saw that there was no snow at night.
Hehe, an eldest lady, who is still a voyeur, such a person is not worthy of being her opponent to attract her attention.
The night has no moon and no matter how much he returned to his moon garden.
And behind the rose stand behind her, watching Ye Wuyue leave, Ye Wuxue fiercely ripped off a handful of roses, threw them on the ground, trampled on them, turned around and went to the Fanghua Courtyard where Mrs. Zuo lived.
"Mother, I went to my father's study just now, and the box that my father got back in the morning was taken away by her!"
Mrs. Zuo was still closing her eyes and recuperating, and the maid was fanning her with a fan. As soon as she heard her daughter's words, she lifted her eyelids and crossed the maid.
The little maid left respectfully, and only the mother and daughter were left in the house.