Chapter 1291

Under Chu Yunyao's meticulous care, Bao'er recovered quickly and well, and was able to throw away her crutches and walk slowly in the backyard.

The housekeeper was full of joy, and ordered someone to move all the newly bought flowers and plants to the Wangyue Pavilion. He supported Bao'er, his fat face wrinkled into a ball of laughter, and he couldn't see his teeth, "Miss Bao'er, this is young Madam specially ordered someone to pick them from the flower market, and said that you like these flowers and plants, and they are pleasing to the eye in the Wangyue Pavilion, and if you look at them more often, you will recover sooner."

After Bao'er got better, the women who were transferred from Lingyun Sect to take care of Bao'er returned to Lingyun Sect, and the whole backyard was as before, except for Bao'er, only the guards and the old mother remained.

Bao'er looked at the big goldfish that had been fed in the tank, sprinkled fish food into it, and looked at these fat koi carp scrambling for food, and sighed: "I didn't expect that I would sleep for several years. These fish My son has grown up so much, I really trouble you."

The housekeeper waved his hands again and again: "Well, we didn't do anything, it's just that the young lady suffered. When you just fell into a coma, the situation was critical. The young lady was pregnant and didn't know it, so she carried you into the pharmacy and locked you there for three days. For three nights, I refused to see anyone.

Three days later, Mr. Duan hurried back from the front line, and the young lady finally agreed to open the door.

I went into the pharmacy with Mr. Duan, only to find that you were soaked in the medicine basin, and the two strands of black hair hanging on your forehead, Mrs. Young, were completely white. "

Bo'er was taken aback.

"Young Madam regretted taking you out that night. She seemed to be blaming herself and guilty. She seemed to have some other hidden secrets. She had a gloomy and uncertain temper. She didn't know what she was thinking. The old servant didn't dare to ask if he couldn't figure it out.

Later, the Young Madam broke up with Mr. Wen.

The Chu family was bloodbathed overnight, and only two young ladies from the Chu family who had promised to their husband's family and who were studying abroad in the West escaped by chance..." The butler wiped his eyes and smiled again: "Now Well, Miss Bao'er, you finally woke up. Too many things have happened in the past few years. Things have long changed, and this old slave is getting old. With you by the young lady's side, this old slave should let go of his heart up. "

Bao'er panicked, "Miss's hair..."

Of course she knew exactly what Chu Yunyao was hiding in her heart.

"The young lady and the second young master Mo were killed by a traitor and fell to the bottom of the cliff together. I heard that after the young master was born, the young lady's newly grown hair returned to black, so the young lady also dyed the white part. It's dark." The housekeeper ordered someone to bring a chair over, and helped Bao'er to sit down: "This mansion lacks someone who can manage things, Miss Bao'er, why don't you follow me and learn how to be a housekeeper.

I see that the young lady is extremely dependent on you, and you cannot be without you by my side. "

Bao'er thought for a moment, then nodded solemnly: "Okay."

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When Chu Yunyao carried Siyu to Wangyue Pavilion, she saw Bao'er was picking up the soles of her shoes, and said angrily, "Your body is just a little better, so I can't be idle, and I don't lack shoes, so why bother you to do it yourself, carefully hurt the eyes."

Bao'er gestured to the size of the soles, "I know Miss, you have no shortage of shoes, so this pair of shoes is not for you."

"Oh?" Chu Yunyao walked to Bao'er, looked at it for a while, and saw that the size of this pair of shoes was a little too big, and it really didn't fit her feet. "Ling Yuan doesn't lack shoes, so there's no need to make them for him."

Bao'er gave Chu Yunyao a slanted look, and there was a hint of embarrassment in her eyes: "You are too particular, even if you wear this kind of shoes, you may not be able to appreciate them."

Chu Yunyao: "..."

Bao'er threaded the needle, and Wen Wen smiled lightly: "I saw that the shoes on Chang Yu's feet were all torn and cracked, I made them for him..."

Chu Yunyao: "..."

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