Tyrant Be Good, I'll Love You

Qinghe suddenly opened his eyes and looked at Si Jue in amazement.

In my impression, isn't his mother dead?

Si Jue lightly hooked his lips and looked softly at the green grass. Although he didn't open his mouth, his eyes had acquiesced in her words.

Qinghe took a deep breath and was full of doubts, but at this time, the doubt had to be pressed down, pulled by the corners of his mouth, looked at her and said, "Qinghe has seen his aunt."

"Good," the woman smiled with satisfaction.

Qinghe smiled at her with a slight twitch at the corners of his mouth.

"Come on, wo'er, can you taste the dishes made by my aunt?" the woman picked up the sheath and hurriedly gave Qinghe cloth dishes.

Qinghe made a noise and bowed his head to eat.

"How?" the Baroness looked at her with a twinkle in her eyes.

Qinghe nodded and smiled, "it's delicious!"

The Baroness immediately smiled and narrowed her eyes. "It's good to eat. Come on, eat more."

As she spoke, she kept filling her bowl with vegetables.

After a while, Qinghe was piled out of a hill by all kinds of dishes and smoked hard at the corners of his mouth.

When I was moved, I was afraid that she would give her cloth dishes again. I couldn't eat them at that time. I was afraid that it would hurt her heart.

So he pursed his mouth pitifully and looked at the Lord for help.

Si Jue raised his eyebrows and suddenly stretched out his hand to put the bowl end of the green grass piled into a hill in front of him.

The Baroness was surprised by her son's behavior. She reacted and scolded, "you smelly boy, that's what my mother gave to he'er. It's good for you to rob your daughter-in-law's job!"

Qinghe was choked by the sentence "robbing his daughter-in-law's job", covered his chest and coughed.

Si Jue frowned and reached out to caress her back. "Kitten, if you don't want to give up this bowl of rice, tell brother Jue how you vomit like this."

"Cough, cough..." Qinghe coughed his face red and looked at him innocently from the corner of his eyes.

As soon as the Baroness heard what the Baron said, she thought it was because the Baron robbed her rice, so she immediately stretched out her hand to the Baron, "smelly boy, don't take it back to he'er quickly. You see, she's very angry! “

Cough, cough, cough! "Qinghe shed tears, which were oppressive and funny.

Si Jue pursed his lips, stared at the coughing green grass calmly, and stroked her back gently with his big palm.

Seeing that her son was so interested in Qinghe, the Baroness also slightly hooked up the corners of her mouth and looked at Qinghe's eyes with a trace of envy.

Then he scooped a bowl of rice again and gave it to Qinghe cloth dish.

Qinghe's face is red. Under his action, his cough gradually stops.

The end of her eyes was aimed at the Jue mother who was giving her dishes. From the side, the corners of her mouth tilted slightly upward, which was very warm and friendly.

Her skin is white, without powder, quiet and kind. If it weren't for the faint lines at the corners of her eyes and eyebrows, it was believed that she was in her early twenties.

Qinghe hooked her mouth. She didn't expect to see someone's mother one day, and his mother is still such a warm and loving woman.

Just thinking, the Baroness handed over the porcelain bowl and put it in front of her, "eat it quickly. Don't let some bad boy rob it again."

Qinghe was stunned, and immediately embarrassed to draw the corners of his mouth and glanced at Si Jue.

Si Jue shrugged, picked up the porcelain bowl and ate slowly.

The drooping black eyelashes covered all the emotions under his eyes.

Mu Qianhua sat aside and quietly looked at Qinghe and Jue mu. They got along well with each other. There was no gap between them. His eyes were deep and looked at Si Jue.

Si Jue also looked up at him at the right time, with his eyes as low as his, dark and deep.

……

After dinner, back to the room, Qinghe took it out to see Mu Zhifei.

Si Jue touched her head and said that she was tired after a day's journey today. She would take a night off and go to see it tomorrow morning.

Qinghe thinks about it. Mu Zhifei's disease can't be cured overnight.

However, if you want to cure psychosis, the first thing is to understand the causes and consequences of the patient's illness, or apply the right medicine to the case.

On this thought, Qinghe asked, "brother Jue, can you tell me about her?"

Her?

Si Jue raised his eyebrows and was a little puzzled.

Qinghe pursed his lips, "that's the 'Feier' in your mouth today."

Si Jue narrowed his eyes and took her hand to the couch. "What do you want to know?"

"I think her illness has something to do with her experience. Do you know what happened before she got sick?"

In order to let him know his consciousness, Qinghe added, "that is, what happened to make her look like today?"

Si Jue didn't answer her at the first time. He took her and sat on the edge of the couch. He squatted down in the room and gently held her ankle.

Qinghe was stiff, and the embroidered shoes on his feet were gently taken off by him.

The heart beat faster and the ears were hot, but a strange emotion came into being in my heart.

He took off his embroidered shoes, took her legs and laid them flat on the couch, while he sat beside her legs.

His face was solemn and serious, but his eyebrows were deeply hooked and his eyes were staring at her.

Qinghe blinked, reached out and quietly touched his hot cheek. His two watery eyes looked at him shyly.

Si Jue suddenly hooked his lips and stretched out a hand to her.

Qinghe pursed his lips and handed him his hand with a red face.

Si Jue pinched her soft little hand, then spread out his big palm and wrapped her hand tightly into the palm.

Qinghe swallowed his throat, as if what he held was not her hands, but her heart.

She took a deep breath, and Qinghe looked at him with eyes full of tenderness and shyness she had never noticed.

Si Jue's eyes flashed, and then he slowly opened his mouth, "she is the only daughter of Mu Qianhua, the former king of beasts."

King of beasts?

Qinghe was stunned. She had never heard of Mu Qianhua's name, but Uncle Si Tianjin had the ability to command animals. She had heard many people talk about it.

Of course, many of them are nothing more than her family's own father, Queen Mother and aunt Yue.

Si Jue looked at her silly touch and knew that she was at a loss.

The corner of his mouth tilted slightly and continued, "you've seen the king of beasts today."

Qinghe nodded. If she guessed correctly, it should be the old man.

She frowned as if something was bothering her. She couldn't figure it out.

Seeing this, Si Jue slightly raised his eyebrows, "what's the matter?"

Qinghe looked at him, licked his lips and asked carefully, "but brother Jue, how can I remember that old uncle seems to have two daughters?"

One is the "Feier" who has lost his mind, and the other is his mother.

Feier?!!

Mother!!!

The only daughter!!!

The outline of Qinghe's eyes suddenly widened a few circles, and he was so stunned that he slightly opened his lips and looked at Si Jue, "isn't it..."

Si Jue narrowed his eyes and nodded.

Upon confirmation, Qinghe gasped with surprise.

No wonder she heard him call his mother "Feier" before. It turned out that she was one!!