Zhu Xiaoyu lowered her eyes, twisted her fingers and said nothing.

Qin Wuyan walked over, hugged her distressedly, and rested his chin on the top of her hair: "Xiao Yu, what are you thinking in your heart, tell me anything, okay?

Even if it's losing your temper, throwing things, or messing around with me, it's fine, don't be like this. "

There was a hint of pleading in his voice: "Don't be born with me, okay?"

Zhuang Xiaoyu accompanied her with a smiling face: "Ayan, I didn't want to be born with you, and I didn't think much about it. I have never been a messy person."

She lowered her head and gently pushed him away: "If you don't want me to serve you, I'll go to rest earlier. I'm so tired after a day of tossing around."

"Well, let's go." Qin Wuyan let go of her, stared at her back all the way to the side of the bed, and did not lift his foot into the ear room until Zhuang Xiaoyu lay down.

There seemed to be a nameless anger surging in my heart, but I couldn't vent it.

She seemed to be obedient, without quarreling or accusing, but there seemed to be a gap between her and him, and the distance between them slowly opened up.

Why did it become like this?

He obviously tried his best and didn't let her know anything.

When Qin Wuyan came out from the side room, he opened the gauze curtain, and saw the person inside lying on his side, took off his outer shirt, and lay down beside her, wanting to hug her: "Xiao Yu."

Zhuang Xiaoyu remained motionless, as if falling asleep.

But the sound of her disordered breathing came to his ears, Qin Wuyan clearly knew that she was not asleep, but just didn't want to talk to him.

Qin Wuyan closed his eyes, waited until the breathing of the people around him became even, and stayed up all night.

Early the next morning, Zhuang Xiaoyu woke up.

She sat up with her arms propped up, and saw that Qin Wuyan was no longer by her side.

Yu Sui heard the movement and came in to help Zhuang Xiaoyu wash up, "Miss, my uncle arranged for someone to take the wet nurse back to the priest's house overnight...

Those big families changed their faces really quickly, yesterday the priest’s mansion was still cold in front of the door, today my son-in-law replaced the high priest in charge of matters, these people came one by one, came to congratulate..."

Zhuang Xiaoyu looked at herself in the bronze mirror, put the luminous pearl hairpin in her hand back into the box, picked and picked in the box, chose a gold hairpin that her father had given her, and put it in the bun.

"After I went to see my father, let's go to the market." Zhuang Xiaoyu stood up and smoothed the wrinkles on his clothes.

Yu Sui nodded as she thought of what Zhuang Xiaoyu said last night because she was out of breath.

When Zhuang Xiaoyu went to the front yard, she saw that the mansion was greeted and sent off, and the bustle and bustle of the past had resumed. She looked at it for a moment, then raised her feet and turned around: "Go in through the small gate."

Yu Sui supported her and entered Zhuang Huaisen's bedroom through the small arched door.

Zhuang Huaisen had already got up, and was lying on the pillow. Under the command of the housekeeper, the servant was feeding bird's nest porridge into Zhuang Huaisen's mouth spoon by spoon.

Zhuang Xiaoyu stepped forward and took the porridge bowl from the servant's hand, "I'll do it."

The servant stepped aside, Zhuang Xiaoyu sat on the side of the bed, looked at Zhuang Huaisen with a smile, and said softly, "Father, whether you remember me or not, and whether you admit it or not, I am your daughter.

We three brothers and sisters, the person you love the most since childhood is me. You have been protecting me since childhood. From now on, I will protect you. I will not let you have trouble, and I will always take good care of you your......"

Zhuang Huaisen didn't seem to understand what she said at all, and just ate the porridge that was fed to his mouth one mouthful after another, without even raising his eyelids to look at her.