Chapter 1288

Ji didn't know what he could do under such circumstances. He could only hold her tightly: "then I'll kill them!"

"No, I'll kill them myself!"

Du Cao came out of Ji's arms and wiped his tears: "I want to hold a funeral for my daughter. I want the whole capital to cry for my daughter! Whether they are sincere or not

Ji Lyric Mo looked at the grass like this, always feel like where the grass is different from before, but do not know where it is different!

Du Cao thinks that this is probably his second rebirth.

The first time was an opportunity given by God, and the second time was a warning given by God.

With the smooth development of the situation, Du Cao's vigilance is not as high as before.

It's because of her own unpreparedness that Du Nian was killed. It's all her fault. It's all her fault!

So from now on, duckweed will no longer be soft hearted, no longer!

Ji xumo went forward and tentatively touched Du Cao's hand: "Xiaocao, let's go back?"

"Yes, it's time to go back."

Du Cao snorted, then held Ji Shu Mo's child in his hand, turned and walked out.

Looking at the back of Du Cao, Ji Lyric ink only feels that it is unprecedented strange. Maybe what I see today is the real Du Cao?

Think of here, Ji Lyric ink's heart is mercilessly painful.

General house.

Once upon a time, when Du Cao came home, she never paid attention to any ostentation, but this time, qinluo took all the servants of the general's house to welcome the general and his wife home at the door.

Duckweed holding the child, looking at the crowd in front of him, cold smile: "everyone, stand in the garden, I have something to ask you."

Children won't be kidnapped suddenly. Their itinerary must have been sold. That's why that happens.

When there is a ghost in the general's house, Du Cao thinks that he can set an example to others.

Ji Lyric Mo is so silent behind Du Cao, some bad taste in the heart.

Du Cao holds the child and sits on the chair brought by qinluo. Her cold eyes sweep over everyone's body. Then she says faintly: "once upon a time, I was too lazy to care about everything at home. Now, I suddenly feel that I just don't think it's possible, so I want to formally inform you that I'm Du Cao. I'm back."

"Welcome Madame home." They all bowed their heads and answered cleverly.

When duckweed heard this, he felt very funny.

"I remember when I married, I asked everyone in my family to read, right?"

Du grass pick eyebrows, looking at the end of the little girl.

The little girl was frightened by the look in Du Cao's eyes, but she still followed the timid reply: "yes."

Du Cao nodded with satisfaction: "very good, I left for more than a month, what did you do, where did you go, and who did you meet? Write it down for me. Everything is in no detail. I'll go to inquire after that."

Everyone looked at each other, this more than a month of things, who can really remember so clearly?

Du Cao said with a smile: "if you don't finish writing, don't go. You can do nothing today, but what you write must be true. Otherwise, don't blame me for turning my face. You should know my means!"

With that, duckweed got up and went into the room.

Si'er was precocious and clever, but because of this, he was even worse.

These days, Si'er is so clever that she seems to know that her sister is gone and that her mother is in a bad mood.

But Si'er was only a two-and-a-half-year-old child, who was also taken away by the robbers, and was tortured and frightened for several days.

So Du Cao looked at Si'er like this and felt even more distressed.

Gently touched Si er's small head, soft voice said: "don't be afraid, from now on, mother will never leave you again!"

"Sister... Sister."

Si'er looked at Du Cao pitifully, red eyes.

When Du Cao heard this, he shed tears and hugged Si'er tightly: "you miss your sister, don't you? In fact, I miss my sister, but what should I do? My sister won't come back. My sister will never come back. My sister has become a little star and can never go home. "

Si Er wiped Du Cao's tears: "mother, don't cry."Du Cao looks at Si Er this appearance, in the heart more is not the taste.

But ducao knew that it was no use crying.

She stayed in the temple for more than ten days, but she didn't go to cultivate herself. She just wanted to find a quiet place to calm down.

"The wedding of the princess of the Northern Kingdom and King Xiang has not been planned yet, has it?"

Du Cao gives the child to Qin Luo and looks at the rain flowers.

Yuhua nodded: "yes, neifu said, the princess's wedding dress is not ready."

ha-ha.

Du grass a cold smile: "know."

"Thirteen, send a message to our people. On the day of King Xiang's wedding, there was a big move. Eight thousand soldiers were needed."

Thirteen heard this, fell directly from the beam, bang on the ground.

"What did you say?"

Thirteen got up and looked at Du Cao awkwardly: "eight thousand people, will there be too much noise?"

"The greater the movement, the better!"

Du grass light smile: "how? Are you afraid? "

Thirteen shook his head: "I'm not afraid."

Du Cao nodded with satisfaction: "from now on, I will take my children to mocaoxuan every day. You can transfer four or five good hands for me to protect our mother and son."

"Yes

Thirteen nodded: "in fact, you should have been like this." After all, the people who want you to die in Beijing are not one or two.

Of course, I dare not say the last sentence.

Thirteen does not mean that Du Cao does not know.

Du Cao knows, but doesn't care: "go down."

Looking at the indifferent appearance of duckweed, shisan suddenly felt that his life was a little bitter. How could duckweed be like this when it was his turn to be here?

Before Ming Ming, it was sweet and Zizi's sweet beans, but now it's better, and it's ice cold for ten thousand years.

In the future, I'm afraid it will be hard to live!

Just thinking about it, I have a headache.

Ji has been waiting for Du Cao in his room. Seeing Du Cao holding the child back, he greets him and holds the child in his arms with a smile: "the child can walk now. Why do you always hold him?"

"I used to hold less, but now I dare not let go."

Du grass light smile, sitting on one side, looking at the outside, eyes sad.

Ji is also suffering from the loss of his daughter, but looking at Du Cao like this, he feels that his pain seems to be less than one tenth of Du Cao's.