Bao'er recovered quickly and well under Chu Yunyao's careful care, and she was already able to throw away her crutches and walk slowly in the backyard.

The housekeeper's face was full of joy, and he ordered someone to move the newly bought flowers and plants to the Moon Pavilion, and helped Bao'er, his chubby face was wrinkled with a smile, and he couldn't see his teeth, "Miss Bao'er, this is the young lady specially ordered someone to select it from the flower market, saying that you like these flowers and plants, and they are pleasing to the eye in the Moon Pavilion. ”

After Bao'er got better, the women who were transferred from Lingyunmen to take care of Bao'er returned to Lingyunmen, and the entire backyard was the same as before, except for Bao'er, only the guards and the old lady were left.

Bao'er looked at the big goldfish that had been fed in the tank, sprinkled a handful of fish food into it, looked at these fat koi who were scrambling for food, and sighed: "I didn't expect that I would sleep for several years, and these fish have grown so big, I really bother you." ”

The housekeeper waved his hand again and again: "Where is it, we didn't do anything, but the young lady suffered, when you were just unconscious, the situation was critical, the young lady was pregnant and didn't know it, she carried you into the pharmacy and locked you in for three days and three nights, refusing to see anyone."

Three days later, Duan Gongzi rushed back from the front line, and the young lady was finally willing to open the door.

I entered the pharmacy with Duan Gongzi only to find that you were soaked in the medicine basin, and the young lady, the two strands of black hair hanging down on your forehead were all white. ”

Bao'er was stunned for a moment.

"The young lady regrets taking you out that night very much, as if she blames herself and feels guilty, and there seem to be some other hidden feelings, her temperament is gloomy and uncertain, she doesn't know what she is thinking, and the old slave can't figure it out and doesn't dare to ask.

Later, the young lady broke off contact with Wen Gongzi.

The Chu family was bloodied overnight, and only the two Chu family had already promised their mother-in-law and the young lady who was studying in the West to escape the catastrophe......" The housekeeper wiped his eyes and smiled again: "Now it's okay, Miss Bao'er, you have finally woken up, too many things have happened in the past few years, things have long been wrong, the old slave is also old, with you by the young lady's side, the old slave's heart should also be put down." ”

Bao'er said in a panic: "Miss's hair ......"

Of course, she knew what the hidden feelings that Chu Yunyao had buried in her heart were.

"The young lady and Mo Ershao were killed by a traitor and fell to the bottom of the cliff together, I heard that after giving birth to the little young master, the young lady's newly grown hair returned to black, and the young lady also dyed the white part black." The housekeeper ordered someone to move a chair over and helped Bao'er sit down: "There is a shortage of people who can manage things in this house, Miss Bao'er, why don't you follow me to learn housekeeping."

I see that the young lady is very dependent on you, and she can't be without you by her side. ”

Bao'er thought for a moment and nodded solemnly: "Okay." ”

......

When Chu Yunyao took Siyu to the Moon Pavilion, she saw that Bao'er was collecting the soles of her shoes, and said angrily: "My body is just a little better, so I can't be idle, and I don't lack shoes to wear, where is it so annoying that you do it yourself, and you hurt your eyes carefully." ”

Bao'er compared the size of the soles, "I know that you don't lack shoes, so this pair of shoes is not for you, Miss." ”

"Oh?" Chu Yunyao walked to Bao'er's side, looked at it for a moment, and saw that the size of these shoes was a bit big, and it really didn't fit her feet, "Ling Yuan doesn't lack shoes, so there is no need to make them for him." ”

Bao'er glanced at Chu Yunyao, and a trace of shame appeared in her eyes: "Ye is too particular, even if this kind of shoes is worn by Ye, it may not be worth it." ”

Chu Yunyao: "......"

Bao'er threaded the needle and thread, and smiled faintly: "I saw that the shoes on Changyu's feet were torn and cracked, and I made ...... for him."

Chu Yunyao: "......"

What's the situation?!