Chapter 786

"Yes!" Wei thought: "he won't be back so soon. During this time, you can help me find someone!"

Wei iris suddenly turned her eyes and looked at the cold moon.

After all, what she now knows about the huge system of the hidden family is just some fur, and the person who really knows about the hidden family is cangchu.

After calculating the time, cangchu should have left the hidden family and come to the Three Kingdoms.

"Who?" Asked the cold moon.

"You send someone to wait in Yu tower. That person will appear in the near future. His name is cangchu!"

Is it betrayal? Maybe when cangchu comes, she will know.

And at this time, even if Cang Chu really betrayed her, he will stand in the United Front with her. Who let his goal be the Pearl of the zodiac!

"Yes!" The Cold Moon said this and went out.

Su'er has been beating drums in the pharmacy for a long time, and finally runs in with her hair scattered, sweat seeping on her forehead, panting and holding a small medicine bowl.

"My mother, my mother, the powder of three or seven has been mashed. Can you see the water mixed by su'er?" Su'er tiptoes to hold the bowl in her hand to Wei iris.

Wei opened her eyes and took a look: "just right!"

"Mother, what's the matter with you? Where was it hurt? Is it less about you? " Su'er looked at her mother with great pain.

She had never seen her mother haggard like this, which made her anxious and distressed.

"Have you drugged your father?" There is no wave in Wei iris's tone.

Su'er's pouting mouth is higher. Her eyes are sparkling. There are tears flowing out of su'er's eyes.

"Well, su'er wanted his mother and the young master But I didn't expect that the young Lord would go to the palace. Did he drink with other women... " The more su er said, the more wrinkled the delicate little face was, the more uncomfortable it was.

"No, your father won't do anything sorry to me. Your mother knows that you're trying to be nice to your father, but you're really wrong about this. Your father is different from those of the jade family. He has only me in his heart, and there won't be any other women. Even without that medicine, he will come tonight, every night!" Wei irises looks at su'er and feels sour.

Su'er can give that kind of medicine. It's not because she saw too many concubines in the jade family competing for favor with this kind of medicine.

"Su'er is wrong. Su'er will never be again, but how can young Lord hurt his mother like this? I will go to find young Lord to avenge her mother!" Su'er's tears are falling, and she looks very determined.

"It's not your father's fault. He can't control himself!"

"He can't even control himself. What kind of man is he!" However, su'er is still determined to fight hard to get rid of her mother's anger.

She is such a mother. She used to be fine. So many men regarded her as treasure. But he dared to hurt her like this.

Does he think it's great that he's her father? She didn't recognize the father.

"Sue, stop!" Wei iris was in a hurry. She sat up and immediately felt the pain of tearing her skin, which made her pale face wrinkled.

"It really has nothing to do with your father. Just stay here quietly, don't move, and don't go out to cause trouble for me again!" Wei iris is struggling with the pain.

Su'er's face was full of tension when she saw Wei iris's uncomfortable appearance.

Wei iris is very happy. Su'er is naughty, but she has to know a lot.

"Your master may come in these days. If you want to see your master earlier, you should not cause trouble in me, let alone say anything to avenge me!"

Su'er heard the words of Shifu, and her worried expression showed some joy: "really, Shifu is coming to see me soon?"

"Yes, so don't make trouble with me, and don't make any claims, you know?" Mujin is unconscious, and she can't get out of bed to move. She can't walk for two or three days. So if Sue gets into something at this time, she really has no way.

Su'er nodded hard, and her eyes glistened with excitement: "su'er will be obedient and will never cause trouble to her mother!"

"Well, now you comb your hair and dress yourself. After breakfast, you will practice in the yard. If your master knows that your lightness skill is backward, he will not be happy!" Wei iris knows to take out cangchu. Su'er will be obedient.

In su'er's eyes, cangchu seems to be the existence of her father.

Fear and love!

Su'er nodded again: "your mother hasn't eaten breakfast yet. Then su'er will serve breakfast to her mother!"

Sue wiped the tears on her face with her sleeve and went out.

Then Wei iris sighed. Why can't God let their family live in peace and stability with such a lovely and sensible daughter and a husband who loves her like life?

Even if they lose all their light, like ordinary couples, she feels satisfied!

But why? Is it always like this?

Is it God's envy that she has such a loving husband and such a sensible and lively daughter?

No one in front of the closed Jiangnan courtyard dared to pass by. Even though the streets were full of people, people would rather take a detour than approach Jiangnan courtyard.

Until the busy streets are empty again.

A man in a seductive red robe, holding an oil paper umbrella painted with plum blossom, seems to have come from spring. Every place he passes by is full of bright flowers.

He walked towards Jiangnan hospital with a beautiful body.

People under the umbrella gently lift up the corner of their lips, as if a gorgeous Peony Blossom from the corner of their lips.

The palm of yingrunyu's finger spreads out, and there lies a unique little gourd in it.

A few times, the door opened, but no one appeared at the door.

The man squatted down slowly, like the hair of ink falling from his shoulder, and the fire red robe falling on the ground was like the camellia blooming on the ground, in full swing.

After putting down the little gourd in his hand, the man took a look at it, which was full of darkness. It seemed that there was no Jiangnan courtyard.

Then I gently turned the umbrella bone in my hand, then I turned around and left gracefully.

A small gourd lies quietly on the ground, the wind blows, the small gourd will make a very small sound.

The cold moon picked up the little gourd on the ground.

In the moonlight, the patterns carved by every stroke on the gourd are so delicate and complicated.