"Meng Meng, as a brother, I hope you can put everything down and stop hating your father. I don't think your mother wants you to hate him... "
The night owl minister looks at Gu Mengmeng, his eyes are red, and his words are sincere.
“……”
Gu Mengmeng did not say a word, and quietly took over the picture handed over by the night owl minister.
"Ganluo..."
The night owl minister opened the door of the study and called Ganluo to come in.
"Your honor..."
Ganluo salutes.
"Take Miss Gu home."
The night owl minister's expression is somewhat melancholy, the handsome face is covered with a light sadness.
At the moment, he is quite different from the rumored one.
"Yes Miss Gu, please... "
Ganluo leads Gu Mengmeng out.
The door of the study was closed again, and the owl minister was full of thoughts in the quiet dark.
……
Pear city.
Jun Liuli and Gong Nanling returned to the "East pear garden" after a long journey.
Gu Nian, who had been waiting anxiously, finally opened his eyebrows. He stepped forward quickly, and his voice was very excited.
"Young master Gong, you are back..."
"Doctor Gu, hurry up..."
Gong Nanling helped Jun Liuli to walk quickly to Ding Pei's room.
Panting for breath Jun Liuli saw Ding Pei lying on the hospital bed, and his eyes were full of Teng Teng wet meaning. In the light of the light, there is a clear coolness.
"Xiaopei, I'm back..."
His voice was completely hoarse, only his dry lips were moving, and no sound could be heard.
"Master Gong, you and Mr. Jun will go down to have a rest first. I'll give it to me here..."
Gu Nian saw this, facing the palace south Lingqing voice.
"Good."
Gong Nanling and two other servants helped Jun Liuli out.
A long wait.
From the sun to the sun.
Jun Liuli has been sitting in the same position. No eating, no drinking, no talking. There was no response to Gong Nanling's consolation.
His lips are very dry and cracked. The cheeks on both sides were deep. The whole person has lost a lot of weight.
Buzz
The phone vibrated.
He didn't respond.
Seeing this, Gong Nanling was stunned and reminded in a low voice.
"Mr. Jun, your cell phone rings."
Jun Liuli's neck was stiff and turned his head. He took his mobile phone out of his trouser pocket slowly.
See the phone number above, handed to Gong Nanling.
"Well?"
Gong Nanling was stunned and puzzled to take the mobile phone.
"Young master?"
It was Jun Liuli's father, Jun Linchuan.
Gong Nanling's heart strings then tightened up, uneasily pressed the answer button, and then opened the hands-free.
"Young master, I'm gong Nanling..."
"Gong Nanling?"
The other party obviously didn't expect it to be him.
"Mr. Jun, his voice is a little uncomfortable and he can't speak, so Oh, he's right next to me now. The phone is on, hands-free... "
Gong Nanling was too busy to explain.
"Throat discomfort?"
Jun Lin Chuan's heart sank, and a trace of worry passed between his eyebrows.
"How is he now?"
"He..."
Gong Nanling turned his head and took a look at Jun Liuli, who shook his head rigidly.
"He's ok except a little tired."
"Well..."
Jun Lin Chuan stopped for a moment, and then he opened his mouth again.
"Liuli, hard work..."
With a voice of compassion and compassion.
“……”
The corner of Jun Liuli's mouth moved, and there was no sound.
"Liuli, your second uncle will visit Licheng in the near future. If possible, you can go back to the imperial capital with him."
www.novelhold.com , the fastest update of the webnovel!