The Evil Emperor Chasing His Wife: The Heaven-defying Little Demon Concubine

Chapter 63 Wake Up
The eldest lady can't be resurrected after death, so the Patriarch has to accept it no matter how unacceptable it is.

"Patriarch, people cannot be resurrected after death, so don't be too sad."

Nanling Zhanyun filled his heart with anger: "I said, Geer is not dead! My daughter is not dead!"

Mo Wen is also very troubled, the Patriarch has been immersed in the grief of the death of the eldest lady and cannot extricate himself, no, he has to cheer the Patriarch up: "Patriarch, you have to cheer up, the subordinates know that you are very sad to lose the eldest lady, But Patriarch, you haven't had a good rest these few days looking for Missy's body, if Missy knows that you are looking for her regardless of your own body, then Missy will not feel at ease underground."

Nanling Zhanyun's face darkened in an instant. He could only understand how clearly he had to speak.

"I'm telling the truth!" almost squeezed through his teeth.

"Hey... Patriarch..."

"It's enough!"

Mo Yu lowered his head, feeling very upset, what should he do to cheer up the Patriarch?

Seeing that Mo Yu lowered his head, he knew that Mo Yu had good intentions, and he sighed inwardly: "Go and roast some Sky-Eyed Demonic Beast meat, and make another bowl of porridge along the way."

Mo Yu raised his head in surprise, the Patriarch wanted to eat, but he had never wanted to eat these days, he would eat whatever his subordinates gave the Patriarch, and he ate very little.

Now he actually wants to eat, what does this mean? It means that his persuasion just now is still effective.

"Okay! This subordinate will go now, this time."

Watching Mo Yu walk away, Nanling Zhanyun shook his head helplessly, he was so grown up, but still behaved like a child.

He stroked Funan Lingge's forehead, what he gave her was a healing elixir, which didn't work at all.

Nanling Zhanyun frowned, there was a heavy rain last night, the ground was damp, and Geer was ill again, it was inevitable that his condition would get worse.

Thinking, picked up Nan Lingge, walked towards the tent that had just been set up, put her on the wooden bed, took out the quilt from the space and covered Nan Lingge, showing care and tenderness in his demeanor.

He also asked someone to pick some herbs, and fed Nanlingge himself, taking care of Nanlingge until dawn.

In the early morning, Nan Lingge frowned, opened his eyes after a while, and rubbed his still painful head, where is this?
"Huh...," Nan Lingge sat up, and saw Nan Ling Zhan Yun lying in front of the bed at first sight.

Before that, Nanling Zhanyun had been looking for Nanlingge day and night, and he took care of Nanlingge last night, so he relaxed and fell asleep.

Nan Lingge smiled slightly, it seems that she was right last night, she is really a cheap daddy.

Nanling Zhanyun was a light sleeper, but Nanlingge's movement woke him up.

Watching Nan Lingge wake up, the joy in his heart was unavoidable: "Ge'er, are you awake?"

Nanling Ge blinked cutely at Nanling Zhanyun, licked his lips, and said pitifully: "Daddy, I'm hungry..."

Nanling Zhanyun's eyes lit up: "Alright, Daddy will bring you porridge."

Not long after, Nanling Zhanyun walked in, holding a bowl of porridge in his hand, which had already been cooked.

Nanling Zhanyun was afraid that the porridge would be cold when Nanlingge woke up, so he kept Mo Yu warm.

At that time, Nanling Zhanyun's subordinates looked at him with weird expressions, while Mo Yu's expression was more abstract.

He originally thought that the Patriarch wanted to eat, but he didn't expect that the patriarch's daughter-lost syndrome had escalated.

Before, I just insisted that the eldest lady is not dead, but now...

(End of this chapter)