Author: Bai Xia

Tao Yue'er's eyes widened and she smiled bitterly: "You look like you are no more than seventeen or eighteen years old, which gives people the impression that you are more mature than me. But with your face, you can get the gift from others."

It’s no surprise that it’s a treasure.”

She just didn't expect that he would have so, so many... women who could own such gorgeous jewelry must be among the best, right?

They gave it to Hua Ling, but Hua Ling gave it to someone else indifferently. If they knew about it, they would be sad, right?

Tao Yue'er looked strange and suddenly wanted to laugh, but due to physical reasons, she could only lie on the bed and barely raise the corners of her mouth. But because of the injuries to her muscles and bones, she couldn't control her expression, and that smile was even uglier than crying.

"Don't worry, I didn't feel sorry for them. This was all of their own free will. Even if I give it to someone else, no one will be sad."

After Hua Ling finished speaking, she picked up a few pieces of jewelry and urged her: "Pick one piece to give to Chen Qiubi, which can be regarded as fulfilling your love for them. Otherwise, I have kept these things for so many years and I won't be able to send them away at all."

It’s a kind of let down if it’s useful.”

Tao Yue'er knew Hua Ling's temperament and he never lied. Since he said it had nothing to do with him, she couldn't disobey Hua Ling.

In the end, she chose a pair of gold armbands that were relatively less ornate. Although the armbands looked simple, they were exquisite and in line with Qiubi's temperament.

"That's it." After Tao Yue'er finished speaking, she winked at Hua Ling: "Please send them to the Lu Mansion in Shiyongfang. There is no need to write the signature. It doesn't matter whether they know that I sent them.

The important thing is that I have an explanation for myself. Moreover, I don’t want my appearance to cause any fluctuations in them. In this life, it is best to forget each other from now on..."

"Forgot?" Hua Ling sneered: "You go to a lot of trouble to give gifts, and you are still afraid that people will miss you? Where does this come from?"

"I'm not afraid of being remembered. It has nothing to do with me."

"It doesn't matter, why should I worry about you?" Hua Ling took out her bracelet, paper and pen, and generously wrote the words "Tao Yue'er" at the end of the letter.

Tao Yue'er sighed slightly when she saw it, but didn't say anything else.

She stared blankly into the air and murmured: "It would be great if I could see through it earlier... In this way, at least, I still have the opportunity to chat with them and ask them how they have lived these years.

OK……"

Some of the good things were for outsiders to see. To outsiders, they seemed to be in love and had a bright future, but she never asked how they were doing because of her own pride.

She is about to die.

She will never have the chance to ask these childhood friends whether their lives are happy or not...

Hua Ling did not continue to pry into Tao Yue'er's thoughts. He stood up, covered Tao Yue'er with a quilt and walked out, handing the letter and armband to the servants of the Lu Mansion.

He didn't see Chen Qiubi and didn't know what Chen Qiubi's expression was.

He didn't want to know at all.

…

…

After Hua Ling came back, Tao Yue'er asked him: "Have the things been delivered?"

Hua Ling nodded: "Delivered."

"That's good...that's good..." Tao Yue'er raised the corners of her mouth happily and drank the decoction brought by Hua Ling.

She didn't know whether it was returning to her hometown that made her mood better, or whether it was the fulfillment of an old wish that made her forget about it. Without any pressure, she took the medicine this time and didn't vomit again. She even slept peacefully for a whole day.

Night.

The next morning, Tao Yue'er drank some porridge and gained some strength. She was able to sit on the bedside for a while. This was a miracle in the eyes of the doctor.

The doctor took Tao Yue'er's pulse and muttered: "The girl's pulse is calm and gentle, neither floating nor sinking. It is much better than yesterday's broken pulse. Congratulations to the girl, she may be able to regain her health after a few more days of nursing.

"

Tao Yue'er was undoubtedly shocked by the doctor's words. She thought she was dead!

Tao Yue'er glanced at Hua Ling, who smiled at her. It was clear that everything was under his control, but there was a sense of relief and relief in his eyes.

Tao Yue'er knew Hua Ling's temperament. He always showed his emotions and anger, so he didn't take it to heart.

But in the eyes of the doctor, these two people were simply unbelievable.

…

On the fifth day, Tao Yue'er could sit on the bed all afternoon.

On the seventh day, Tao Yue'er could eat by herself.

On the fifteenth day, Tao Yue'er was able to get out of bed and walk around with Hua Ling's help.

A month later, Tao Yue'er was able to walk to the yard to bask in the sun without anyone's support.

…

Three months later.

"What shall we eat tonight?" Hua Ling asked Tao Yue'er.

Tao Yue'er squatted on the ground in the yard, washing a basin of water chestnuts, and said: "Lotus root, water chestnut and large bone soup." Her hands were covered with scars, but they had all healed. Doing some simple housework was no problem.

Hua Ling nodded, ignored her, turned around and sat under the vine tree to read.

Spring has begun, Tao Yue'er has resumed her role as a cook this month, and the smile on her face almost overflows every day.

Cooking seemed to be the only thing Tao Yue'er was good at. She was happier than anything else when she returned to her old profession. This made Hua Ling unable to bear to mention anything about the Xuan cultivator to her.

As long as she lives well and happily, that is more important than anything else.

Hua Ling closed her book and fell asleep leaning on the swing in the yard. She didn't wake up until she smelled the aroma of food.

He opened his eyes and saw Tao Yue'er placing dishes and chopsticks on the stone table. She was busy, simple and happy.

Tao Yue'er raised the chopsticks in her hand: "We'll start eating when Liu Ye'er comes."

Liu Ye'er is a street boy nearby. He is six or seven years old, has no father and mother, and is often bullied in the city. Ever since Tao Yue'er started cooking, Liu Ye'er would come home every night smelling the aroma of the food.

Come.

Tao Yue'er and Hua Ling both had a special kind of indulgence and love for their children, so they were naturally very happy. This eating has continued until now, and has reached the point where they can't eat without Liu Ye'er.

Liu Ye'er is always on time, but today, she came a little late.

Tao Yue'er and Hua Ling waited for Liu Ye'er for half an hour. When Liu Ye'er came in, her face was pale: "It's terrible, it's really terrible!"

"What happened?" Tao Yue'er saw that she had a strange look on her face, and immediately surrounded her and asked with concern: "Why do you look so distracted?"

"You haven't seen it, how can a man be so cruel?" Liu Ye'er sat at the stone table, looking at the table of dishes and refusing to do anything.

"What exactly did you see?" Hua Ling was curious.

Tao Yue'er served rice to several people, and was equally surprised: these dishes lost their appeal in front of Liu Ye'er, they were really rare.

"I told you not to run out of food." Liu Ye'er poked at her rice bowl but hesitated.

Hua Ling smiled and nodded: "No."

Liu Ye'er sighed and continued: "I was walking around Shiyongfang this afternoon and saw the newly promoted Hanlin Master Lu beating his wife to death! He took such a long stick and beat her several times in the street.

With ten sticks, the skull was smashed!" Liu Ye'er said, making a gesture about two feet long with both hands.

When Hua Ling heard the words, she felt a little familiar, but she couldn't remember who it was.
Chapter completed!