A few days later, she has been emaciated, because of the constant torture of poison, her whole person as if a person facing death. Qiao Yuling held the spoon's hand slightly tight for a while. Without looking at Xia Yiting, he lowered his head and drank the soup gently. He didn't speak. Nangong Chenwei also lowers her head to drink soup and doesn't speak. Xueer doesn't drink soup and has a pen in her hand. When she hears something, she looks up. Qiao Yuling's back is facing the west chamber, which just blocks her sight. Xueer doesn't have any curiosity and continues to practice. Nangong Chenwei sits behind Xueer, holding Xueer's little hand from time to time. She corrects her posture of holding a pen. When she looks up, Nangong Chenwei reaches out and takes the pen from Xueer's hand, and gives her Xueer soup. Xueer drinks it happily. Qiao Yujia is facing Xueer and siding with the west wing. She looks back at Sun Miaomiao. She doesn't know what it's like and doesn't speak. She glances at Xia Yiting and sees him looking at Sun Miaomiao with a complicated look. She doesn't make a sound and lowers her head to drink soup. Xia Yiting is really looking at Sun Miaomiao. His mother, who has always been high up, is climbing on the ground now. Her hair is very messy, her clothes are all wrinkled, and she is much thinner, even... Much older. All of a sudden, he remembered when he was a child, because he was the little master of shadowless gate, and he spent almost all his time studying. Once, because the temperature dropped, he had a fever, and his whole body was burning up and he couldn't wake up, but he still had some consciousness. At that time, he heard his mother's voice. She was sitting by the bed, but chatting with her mother-in-law, who had been with her since childhood. Naturally, she had the closest relationship“ Madam, the young master has been burned like this. Shall we do something for him? " Asked the old woman. Sun Miaomiao turned his head and looked at the child in bed. Because of his fever, his little face was very red. "I'm not a doctor. Those people came to see me and took the medicine. It depends on his own fortune if he can get better."“ Madam, no matter how you are born, it's not easy for the young master to tell you if there's something wrong with him. " The old lady advised me. Sun Miaomiao hesitated for a long time. Then he said reluctantly, "OK, don't persuade me here. You go to the water and wipe it for him. I'll sleep here."“ Well, you can sleep for a while. Later, in case the door owner comes, I'll call you“ Yes Simple dialogue, at that time, he only knew that his mother was guarding himself. When he woke up, his mother said that she couldn't take care of herself. Naturally, Xia Yiting was very moved. Some servants brought him soup or medicine, which his mother fed him by hand. In the eyes of outsiders, his mother was very fond of herself, but... He didn't have the intimacy with his relatives. He used to feel strange. He didn't know how to say that feeling. After getting along with the Qiao family in recent years, he felt more and more that his mother was contradictory to him. Sometimes his mother loves him very much, sometimes she seems to hate herself very much, and even doesn't want to see herself. In such contradictory emotions, he grows up slowly. After being sensible, she will not ask for the maternal love any more. She is only respectful to her parents, and she and her son are also very distant. Just as he was stunned, sun Miaomiao, who had tried his best to open the door, climbed on the ground and waited for a long time. She thought Xia Yiting would come, but there was no one talking in the yard. The needle can be heard. After waiting for a long time, sun Miaomiao took a slow breath and raised his head again. He looked at Xia Yiting with tears in his eyes. His voice was hoarse, "Yiting." Xia Yiting's heart finally softened, and her hand on the table shook slightly. Qiao Yujia saw it, and she reached out to hold Xia Yiting's hand gently. His fingers are very cold, she just hand in the bowl, warm fingers, wrapped his hands, warm to the bottom of my heart. Qiao Yujia knows that Xia Yiting won't speak. No matter what Qiao Yuling does, he won't say, but... She doesn't want to be estranged from Xia Yiting“ Second sister... "Qiao Yujia called softly. Qiao Yuling looked up at her, and finally said to yingyu in a deep voice: "send the man to Xiamen master and tell him that my anger has gone."“ Yes Shadow rain called Xiamen Lord sent two people, those two people will sun Miaomiao carried out. There was silence in the yard“ Thank you, second sister Xia Yiting said hoarsely. Qiao Yuling looked up at him, and finally said faintly: "what I gave her was the poison that Yujia had taken before, but the quantity was less than one tenth of what Yuyu took."