Seeing the girl shaking her head, the old man smiled slightly, and said to the man on the side: "Prime Minister, the daughter is no longer in trouble, but her body is a little weak due to the cold, just rest more."

Ziyan Wenqian put his mind at ease, called the housekeeper to send the doctor away, sat on the edge of the bed, gently hugged the girl's thin body, and asked softly, "Yue'er, is there anything uncomfortable?" ”

Yue'er, Ziyanruo's milk name.

The girl's eyes changed, trying to break free of Zi Yanwenqian's arm, but the owner of the arms was motionless, as if she had made up her mind not to allow her to escape, the girl failed to resist and had to let him hold it, looking up at the man in the ink-colored robe in front of her.

Zi Yan Wenqian, the father of this body, is in his forties, gentle and fierce, in the past thirteen years, this father has been quite fond of her, and the degree of food and clothing is the standard of the grandmother, even if she is a "waste" that everyone can bully, he has never snubbed her.

Thinking of this, the girl's eyes were slightly warm, she simply stopped struggling, leaned on Ziyan Wenqian's arms, lifted the corners of her mouth slightly, and said softly: "Dad, Yue'er is fine"

Dad, what a distant, jerky but slightly warm name.

Zi Yanwen was slightly stunned, looking at the girl in some surprise, the daughter in her memory was timid and inferior, even in the face of his favor, even if she was cowering, today she was a little more generous.

Very close to the girl, Zi Yanwenqian smiled, rubbed the girl's hair, felt the wet coldness of the palm, and the warmth in his eyes was replaced by coldness in an instant.

"Yue'er, tell Dad, who pushed you into the lake?"

The girl's smile was slightly closed, a little cold light crossed her eyes, she raised her head, met Ziyan Wenqian's gaze, and bent her lips and smiled, "Dad, Yue'er accidentally fell in, no one pushed Yue'er"

Hearing this, Zi Yanling in the corner stiffened, and looked at the embarrassed girl on the bed, and her eyes were full of consternation.

Why did she help her? She was obviously ...... by herself

Feeling Zi Yan Lingruo's gaze, the girl turned her head and looked at Zi Yan Ling Ruo with a smile, there was banter and coldness in her eyes, which made people shudder.

Stared at by the girl's eyes, Zi Yanling trembled, subconsciously looked away, cold sweat faintly broke out on her forehead, her gaze was too terrifying, as if she would pounce on her at any time and tear her apart.

This feeling was too depressing, even Sister Rong Ruo had never let her be so defeated.

But she's obviously a waste, why does she have such a terrifying momentum?

"Ling'er?" Seeing that Zi Yanling's face was slightly pale, his mother Wen was worried.

Zi Yanling shook her head, forcing herself to calm down, thinking that she was frightened by a "waste" and flinched, her face was blue and red.

It's just a waste, and you dare to pretend, I really don't know what to do, provoking Miss Ben is your death, Miss Ben can kill you once, and she can kill you a second time.

Looking at the girl with hatred, Zi Yanling clenched her fists hard, Zi Yanruo, don't blame Miss Ben for being ruthless, blame you for not being born in the Prime Minister's Mansion and taking away everything that belongs to me.

As if she didn't see the resentment in Zi Yanlingruo's eyes, the girl withdrew her eyes, reached out and pulled Zi Yanwenqian's sleeve, and whispered: "Dad, will you blame Yue'er?" ”

Zi Yanwen humbly suppressed the coldness, patted the girl's hand, and said gently: "How can Dad blame you, Dad is just worried about you, afraid that you will be wronged, don't go to such a dangerous place in the future, if you are bored, come to Daddy, remember, you are Daddy's daughter, and you are the daughter of the Prime Minister's Mansion."

"Yue'er knows," the girl nodded in response