After marrying a tyrant, Ben Gong lies and wins

Chapter 49 Uncle Huang is getting old and confused
"Cough, cough, cough."

She turned around immediately!
Not far away, a beautiful and picturesque man in Tsing Yi was sitting on a wooden wheelchair, coughing weakly.

The man was dressed in a navy blue robe, sitting in a wheelchair, with his hands lightly resting on his legs.

Exquisite and picturesque, elegant and handsome face, thick eyebrows like ink dye, high nose bridge, slightly pale lips are beautiful and sexy.

The facial features are perfect, and the eyes are like a deep pool, which attracts infinite sinking.

The skin is fair and clean, but slightly sick.

Three thousand black hair raised slightly in the wind.

The slender and perfect figure looks a little thinner, as indifferent as a pine and cypress, and as thin as a strong bamboo.

Different yin and different yang, different soft and different hardness, giving people a very contradictory visual impact.

Say 29 years old, no one will believe it, it looks like 24 years old at most.

Behind the man, there is still a teenager standing.

The young man was dressed in a black outfit, with a vigorous figure, handsome features, black hair tied up high, and high spirited, in stark contrast to Dixiu's weak and gentle appearance.

It seems that the teenager should be the one who takes care of him.

Seeing that Yun Duo only looked at him from a distance, and had no intention of coming over, Di Xiu turned his head and told the young man behind him, "Xiao An, push me over."

Soon, a young man named Xiao An pushed him in front of Yun Duo.

Dixiu raised his head and stared at Yun Duo steadfastly, his dark and beautiful eyes were like black jade, with a faint smile of unknown meaning, he called, "Duo'er."

Yun Duo stood in front of the wheelchair, looking down at the man in the wheelchair from high above.

Looking at his warm and smiling eyes, for some reason, my heart felt inexplicably comfortable, as if being blown by a gust of spring wind, it was warm.

"Uncle Emperor~"

She pretended to be very close to him, and called out happily.

But her body betrayed her, she stood there coldly like a sculpture.

Di Xiu was not annoyed.

A pair of smiling eyes calmly looked her up and down, "Duo'er, you've lost weight again."

Yun Duo sighed, "For half a month in the cold palace, it's not bad if you don't have enough food and clothing, and you don't starve to death. How can you not lose weight?"

Dixiu looked up at her, his voice full of distress, "Today at the emperor's uncle's banquet, eat more, and make up for the weight lost in the past few days, otherwise, it will collapse when the wind blows."

"How can it be as exaggerated as you said?" Yun Duo couldn't help laughing, and said angrily, "You are not much fatter than me. From my point of view, Uncle Huang, you are going to gain weight too."

"Little fool." Dixiu sat there, shaking his head and smiling calmly, "It's still the same, always making fun of Uncle Huang."

What?
Little fool?
Is this serious! ?
Why do I have the illusion of being spoiled like a three-year-old girl?
Yun Duo's face was black.

After all, the other party is a handsome man. The handsome man looks up at you with a smile and calls you a little fool gently. That feeling is indescribably weird.

Dixiu didn't feel embarrassed, and stretched out a big hand towards her naturally, "Little fool, what are you doing standing so far away? Come closer, I haven't seen you in half a year, Uncle Huang wants to take a good look at you."

Yun Duo: "."

She stood there without moving, still looking down at the man from above, and said earnestly, "That. Uncle Huang, you should call me Duo'er."

When Di Xiu heard her obviously distant words, his expression was slightly taken aback.

Seeing that she was unwilling to approach him and stood far away, he withdrew the big hand that was stretched out towards her.

"Cough, cough, cough"

He made a fist with one hand, pressed against his collarbone, and coughed violently.

After coughing for a while, he eased up a little.

There was a trace of loneliness in the picturesque eyebrows, and the voice as light as a hot spring said, "Duo'er has grown up, and she is indeed no longer the little fool she was back then."

Sighing, he said again, "Uncle Huang is old and confused, and always treats you as that little girl who is only seven or eight years old, ignorant of the world, and foolishly running behind my ass."

After the words fell, he coughed weakly again.

Yun Duo looked down at the man in front of him who was sitting in a wheelchair and kept coughing. Hearing his slightly disappointed words, a sense of guilt welled up in his heart.

There is also a faint trace of self-blame, a trace of discomfort, a trace of distress, and a trace of pity.

It made her feel very uncomfortable.

In the 21st century, after a long period of training, she has always been ruthless when facing a strange man, if it wasn't for doing a task, if it wasn't for acting, if it wasn't for getting something she wanted.

There will never be so many strange emotions.

She guessed that these emotions should be left over from the original owner.

The person the original owner really loves is Gu Beiming, and his feelings for Dixiu are very complicated.

When she was a child, she was very close to Dixiu, just grateful for his life-saving grace to her, admiring his picturesque face, greedy for his meticulous care and love for her, and enjoying his unconditional tolerance and pampering for her.

She was used to his kindness to her, and was very moved.

She loves vanity, and she always shows off everywhere, because Dixiu is the perfect lover in the dreams of the noble ladies in the capital.

At one point, he thought that he was in love with Dixiu.

It wasn't until she met Gu Beiming that she knew it wasn't love.

Touching is not love, dependence is not love, and vanity is not love.

But for so many years, Dixiu's kindness to her was indeed unparalleled, and she saw it in her eyes and kept it in her heart, so she had these complicated emotions now.

I heard from Xichun that if it wasn't for saving her, Dixiu wouldn't have disabled his legs and sat in a wheelchair like he is now.

In that way, he would still be the personable and above ten thousand Regent Emperor Dixiu.

Therefore, every year on Dixiu's birthday, no matter how busy the original owner was, he would personally come over to celebrate his birthday.

No matter how bad the mood is, I will give him a surprise with a smile.

Scumbag!

The original owner is a naked scumbag!

Yun Duo was sweating madly in his heart!
She lowered her eyes and glanced at Dixiu who was sitting in a wheelchair.

I saw that his expression was slightly restrained, and his slender and thin body seemed to be lonely besides loneliness.

Thinking that his legs were disabled because of her, he couldn't help but feel that he was too indifferent.

She took a few steps towards him, squatted in front of his long legs, put one hand on the armrest of the wheelchair, looked up at him and smiled brightly, "Uncle Emperor, happy birthday, Duo'er has a small gift for you."

(End of this chapter)