Rebirth of the beauty of the peasant girl

Chapter 403 Our Daughter

She collected herself, raised her head and asked, "What did you say?"

The servant girl didn't notice her expression, and said with a smile: "Sir, come and see for yourself, the plum blossoms on Miss Qing are so pretty!"

Mr. Zhou walked slowly behind Qingluo, raised his eyes to see——

A fingernail-sized five-petaled plum blossom is inlaid on the soft and white skin, and it seems that you can smell the fragrance of the plum blossom when it is in full bloom.

"How come..." Mr. Zhou's face turned pale, his body shook, and he grabbed the edge of the tub.

The servant girl quickly supported her: "Sir, what's wrong with you?"

"I...it's fine, you go down first." She waved her hand and sent the servant girl out.

When she was alone in the room, she stood behind Qingluo, staring at the plum blossoms on her shoulders, and walked around in front of her, examining her face carefully, the more she looked, the more frightened she became.

"Sir, Mr. Mei is outside." The servant girl's voice came suddenly.

"Oh, I see." She hurriedly took a bath towel to wrap Qingluo up, and then went to the outside room.

Mei Ruohua was holding a bunch of herbs in her hand, and when she saw her, she smiled and said, "Fortunately, I have found a lot of good medicines recently, the little girl is blessed, hehe, don't worry, within three days, she will be the same as before." Live and jump!"

As he was talking, he suddenly realized that her expression was a little strange, he stopped slowly, and said with concern: "Ah Qing, are you alright? Don't worry too much, that girl's life is at stake..."

"Ruohua..." She raised her head, her beautiful eyes filled with tears.

Mei Ruohua was startled, and said at a loss, "What, what's wrong?"

How many years has he not seen her cry?
He thought her tears had already dried up!

"Ruohua, do you... still remember Qianqian?" Her voice trembled a little.

Mei Ruohua fell silent all of a sudden, and her expression became sad.

He closed his eyes, let out a long sigh, and said softly, "She's long gone, why are you torturing yourself? It's been so many years, let it go..."

Mr. Zhou burst into tears: "No, she is still there, our daughter, she is really still here..."

"What did you say?" Mei Ruohua was stunned, staring at her blankly, "Ah Qing, do you miss her too much? Don't be like this..."

"No no, you come with me—"

Mr. Zhou pulled him to the back of the screen in the inner room.

Qing Luo was wrapped in a bath towel, leaning against the edge of the tub, sleeping with her eyes closed, such a small one, like a child.

"Ah Qing, what's wrong with you..." Although it's a master-student relationship, men and women are different after all, Mei Ruohua doesn't understand what's wrong with her.

She rarely loses her composure like this.

But Mr. Zhou didn't care about him at all, he insisted on pulling him to the side of the tub, pulled off the corner of Qingluo's bath towel, exposed her shoulders, and said eagerly: "Ruohua, look at this—"

"Ah Ching...huh?"

Mei Ruohua glanced at it, and then was completely stunned.

His eyeballs were about to pop out, he pointed at Qingluo, and stammered, "Who is this?"

Mr. Zhou had tears in his eyes: "You ask me? Isn't this the symbol of your Mei family!"

"But, but... how could this girl..." Mei Ruohua couldn't move her mouth and mind.

Mr. Zhou stretched out his hand and gently stroked the plum blossom.

Under the plum blossom, there is a light pink scratch.

Her voice was soft like raving: "Do you still remember that when Qianqian was born, this mark on her body was so bright red, you said her blood is too pure, if the elders of Mei's family find out, she will bear the burden Too much. You can't bear to dig out her mark..."

"How could I not remember." Mei Ruohua smiled wryly, "At that time you snatched her away like crazy and didn't allow me to hurt her, so you left such a scar..."

His eyes were also a little red, and he murmured: "Isn't she already... why did she suddenly appear? To be honest, it's no wonder I always feel that she is a bit like you in the past..."

Mr. Zhou wiped his tears, cried and laughed: "I just think she looks like you in the past. She came to me when she was five years old. I have always favored her, but I didn't expect..."

She couldn't go on, she couldn't cry, she covered her face with her hands, and tears fell from between her fingers...

Mei Ruohua sighed for a long time, as if she wanted to exhale all the stagnant air that had been stagnant for many years.

"It's just that this child, who was obviously dead back then, how could he end up in this place..." Mei Ruohua couldn't figure it out.

"I don't care what happened, I only know that my Qianqian is still alive, she is always by my side, and she looks so good, God really cares for me..."

Mr. Zhou stared at Qingluo with tears in his eyes, the tenderness in his eyes could almost melt the thousand-year-old ice.

Mei Ruohua sighed, and lightly held her shoulders, "We have been punished and tortured for so many years, and you have suffered so much for it, and now it should be the end of all the hardships..."

On his somewhat too ordinary appearance, a pair of black eyes are deep and can't see to the end.

"My mistake, I admit it, but why make this child suffer..." Mr. Zhou said tearfully.

Mei Ruohua comforted softly: "She has been with you since she was a child, and it can be regarded as making up a lot. This is a happy thing, don't cry, okay?"

Mr. Zhou nodded and wiped away his tears, "Heal Qianqian quickly, I think her feet are badly injured, and I don't know what happened to this child..."

"Don't worry, I promise to make her alive and kicking tomorrow!"

Mei Ruohua, who had issued a military order, wished to greet Qingluo with all the medicines, gold needles and silver needles together, forcefully forcing out the toxins in her body, and made her wake up that night.

As soon as she opened her eyes, she saw Mr. Zhou and Mei Ruohua surrounded by the bed, looking at her so much that she wanted to eat her.

"Sir, Master..." She said weakly, "What kind of eyes do you have?"

Mr. Zhou held her hand, his eyes were red: "Good boy, tell Mr.... how do you feel? Is there any other discomfort?"

Mei Ruohua also looked at her without blinking, with a very nervous expression.

Qing Luo felt that the atmosphere was a bit weird, but she still shook her head, and said obediently: "I just feel sleepy, nothing else...well, there is another thing, I'm a little hungry..."

She was a little embarrassed.

From yesterday morning to now, she only drank one bowl of porridge, but she was still forced to drink it.

"Okay, I'll get some food right away, what do you want to eat?" Mr. Zhou stood up immediately, and turned around in a panic, "Oh, you've been hungry for too long, you need to drink some easy-to-digest porridge first... "

Qingluo glanced at Mei Ruohua, "Old man, what's wrong with my husband?"

In her memory, the husband has always been cold and indifferent, even if the sky is falling, he will not frown.

There must be a reason for being so groggy today!

(End of this chapter)