Mrs. Mu Zhao hesitated for a moment.

In the end, he sighed shallowly, and looked at the couch in the back of his eyes, remembering his son's current situation.

Zhao sighed lowly, and said in his heart, it's just that.

Everything is fate.

As for what will happen in the future, let's take one step at a time.

"Zhaozhao, Zong'er will ask you."

Ye Jingzhao shook his head slightly.

I went into the inner room alone.

At this moment, the doctor walked out of the room.

Ye Jingzhao turned to the side slightly, gave way to the road, bowed to the doctor again, thanked him, and then strode towards the couch in the inner room.

She had a complicated mind and walked towards the room step by step.

There are countless possibilities in my mind.

But when Mu Yanzong's face appeared in front of her like ashes, she was still shocked in her heart.

I saw Mu Yanzong's eyebrows frowning and his eyes closed.

The right leg was held in place with a plank of gauze.

His whole temperament is not as arbitrary as before.

How can people not sigh.

But Ye Jingzhao looked at him in such an embarrassed way, how could she not feel distressed.

The bottom of the heart is dense with acupuncture.

She only felt a choke in her throat and a fog in her eyes.

Without a moment's hesitation, she quickly walked to his side and looked at the young man on the couch, showing no signs of waking up.

Ye Jingzhao's irritable mood gradually calmed down.

She sat down slowly, her eyes not taking a moment off the boy's face.

He has lost a lot of weight, even if the maid has groomed him, but the vicissitudes between his eyebrows are still deeply embedded in his bones.

The whole person looked as if he was more than ten years old.

Unconsciously, Ye Jingzhao's hand had slowly raised, and his slender white fingers fell between the young man's eyebrow bones.

The young man who had his eyes closed tightly came to his face with a cold and rich sad breath.

Instinctively, he frowned a little more.

Sensing that the fingers that landed between his brow bones showed no signs of leaving, he tried to open his eyes to see who was beside him.

He wanted to raise his hand and push the person away.

But he couldn't muster any strength.

In the end, I can only think about it and see who is offending me.

He will call the guards and throw them out.

After all, in his heart, there is only his fiancée Ye Jingzhao.

How can you let others have skin to skin with you?

He was timid Ye Jingzhao would be unhappy when he knew this, so he couldn't wait to order someone to take the sword and cut off the hand that offended him.

"Awake?"

A familiar voice echoed in his ears, making him inexplicably a little distracted.

When he was on the verge of death, he was able to survive, all of which was Ye Jingzhao's voice and smile in his dream.

When he left, he promised that he would come back to marry her.

Mu Yanzong didn't want to disappoint Ye Jingzhao.

"Mu Yanzong?"

A familiar voice sounded in her ears again, only this time, the girl's tone was obviously a little anxious.

finally opened his eyes, and his originally chaotic vision became clear little by little.

When he saw the face of the girl guarding beside him, he was happy, and then he was full of anxiety, "You ......"

The hoarse voice remembered that he still had a lot of things to ask in his heart.

But his throat seemed to be swirled by a sharp blade, and he frowned in pain, and a thin layer of fine sweat broke out from his forehead.

"Don't worry, you take care of it."

Ye Jingzhao took the teacup from the side of the couch, poured a glass of water, and then used a spoon to carefully test the temperature, and then fed him a little by little.

"Wait until you're well, and then talk."

"Now, you are in peace, and I will come to see you every day."

Because Mu Yanzong is also the first to wake up from a serious illness, the whole person still doesn't have much energy.

Ye Jingzhao fed half a glass of water, and Mu Yanzong fell asleep again.

When Mrs. Mu Zhao learned that she was coming every day, she wanted to persuade her, but she swallowed it back.

After the third lady of Ye and the Jiang family left the Sumu Hou Mansion with their daughter.

Inside the carriage, Jiang sighed and looked at his daughter, his heart full of complicated emotions.

It can be seen that her daughter is frowning, and she doesn't know what she is thinking.

"Hey......" Jiang sighed softly, took his daughter's hand, and held it tightly in his hand.

It seems that he wants to block all the bad things for his daughter.

Ye Jingzhao suddenly came back to his senses and raised his eyes to meet his mother's worried eyes.

pulled the corners of his lips and comforted his mother, "Mother, if my daughter is fine, Master Mu will be fine." ”

Although she was talking to her mother, it was more like she was talking to herself.

"Zhaozhao, Mrs. Mu said, said that Yanzong's child ......"

What Jiang wanted to say turned several times in his heart, and finally he didn't know how to speak.

But I remembered what Mrs. Mu said.

How could she be a mother without worrying about her daughter's future?

The doctor said that Mu Yanzong's leg is afraid that it will be completely destroyed.

The time spent in Kyoto and the people who raised it are all the best among the people.

Even if Mu Yanzong is the eldest son of the Sumu Hou Mansion, but now that he has broken his leg, I am afraid that this future is completely hopeless.

And the title of this marquis's mansion, Mu Yanzong is afraid that he will not be able to earn it.

Mrs. Mu has been planning hard for a long time, but in the end, I am afraid that it will still come to naught.

"Mother, no matter what, I will not leave him."

Ye Jingzhao's expression was solemn, when he saw Mu Yanzong's appearance today.

In the bottom of her heart, she silently and firmly told herself that she would accompany him and accompany him step by step out of this dark time that she didn't know when it would come to an end.

Third Lady Ye's face stiffened slightly, seeing that her daughter was so serious.

I can't bear to persuade again.

For several days after that, Ye Jingzhao ran to Mu's house every day.

Ye San's old man and his wife didn't say anything.

Since Mu Yanzong woke up, his body has improved day by day.

Xu is accompanied by Ye Jingzhao, and Mu Yanzong's mood is very good every day.

From the beginning of the food, Dao did not know the taste, and later every day with her company, he could also eat a whole bowl of rice.

Ye Jingzhao would take some time out every day to accompany Mu Yanzong to bask in the sun in the courtyard.

She embroidered a purse for him while chatting with him.

At this time, Mrs. Mu Zhao watched quietly under the corridor not far away.

Such a warm scene, Zhao imagined countless times in his heart.

But she never thought it would be like this.

The dull atmosphere in the courtyard of the Mu family's big house, little by little, was dispelled by Ye Jingzhao's laughter.

Mu Yanzong also seems to be infected by her.

The spirit of the whole person seems to have returned to its former state.

It's just that every time his eyes fall on the broken leg, his eyes inevitably dim a little.

"Don't worry, in the future, we will find some doctors, and we will always be cured."

Every time I saw Mu Yanzong's dim eyes looking at his broken leg.

Ye Jingzhao always spoke in time and encouraged him on the side.

Mu Yanzong shook his head helplessly, "Even the imperial doctor in the palace said that there was no way to ......"