hate dragon

章节字数：3291更新时间：09-10-0920:42

The sky is still raining endlessly, without a violent storm, but it is pattering, it seems to be endless sorrow, and it seems to be retaining the mourning of the past. When Mingsu stepped into the room, he was in the same mood as the weather. The anticipation is more of an uncontrollable sadness in my heart...

"Qinghe, I'm here to wake you up." Minsu's voice was very soft, but there was even a slight echo in the silent room.

"Today is the seventh day of No.20. If you snooze like this, you will miss the baby's full moon wine." As if waking up the snoozing lover, Mingsu's gentle and even doting eyes kept on the bed On that restless person.

"Qinghe, let's sleep again in the future, okay? You have been sleeping for a long time...Qing'er has been asking me for a mother...but I can't give it to him..." The corners of Wei Wei's mouth curled up in a helpless mockery. His voice was slightly cool.

"I'm sorry, are you still tired? It's my fault. Then you can sleep for a while, just for a while. You haven't taken your medicine today, so I brought it here. Can you drink it yourself today... ..." The crisp sound of bowls and spoons touching made the silent room seem a little more angry, Mingsu gently blew on the brown liquid, which was already at a suitable temperature, and slowly put it on the pale mouth of the person on the bed...

"You are self-willed again. You are not in good health. You must drink the medicine. I know you don't like to drink medicine, and you don't like the bitter taste of the medicine. I have adjusted the taste and it won't be bitter anymore. Just take a sip, okay?" Okay?" The brown liquid flowed down the graceful curve without any intention of stopping, and when the liquid was about to disappear into the pale and naked collar like its owner, Mingsu, who had been waiting for a miracle, slowly But wiped it away in time.

It seemed that Mingsu had expected this kind of situation long ago, and Mingsu didn't force it any more, but lightly raised his sharper jaw, turned his head and drank the liquid medicine in his hand, and gently kissed his pale lips. After crossing over... a bowl of medicine slowly bottomed out in this way, in the same way as the previous medicine liquids.

It wasn't until the bowl in his hand slowly bottomed out that Mingsu slowly raised his body, but his gaze stayed on the person who refused to drink the medicine by himself.

"You are very good today, there is nothing left, can you drink it by yourself tomorrow?" Gently put down the empty bowl in his hand, and Ming Su turned to the silk scarf that he had prepared earlier.

"You love cleanliness the most, but the imperial doctor said that you are most afraid of wind and cold, so I can't help you take a bath, you can't be angry, okay, I will gently, and I won't hurt you." Gently untie it The loose robe was as gentle as treating a fragile object, Ming Su half embraced the clean and soft body and skillfully wiped the skin that he loved so much before.

"You're thinner again..." Mingsu said softly, looking at the skin that was slightly red after wiping it off with his own efforts.

"By the way, Zhizhi is afraid of pain and won't give me medicine today. Do you still remember the first sentence Zhizhi said, right? I told you, he said no, I'm afraid of pain. It turns out that Zhizhi can actually It’s just that he’s too lazy to talk… You used to see him screaming “Zhizhi, Zhizhi” all the time, so you named him Zhizhi. It turned out that he really was called Zhizhi, because the first sentence he knew It’s Zhizhi. No wonder he seems to be very happy when you call him Zhizhi. Now you will definitely like him more, but next time you want to tease him again, he will definitely protest with you.” Thinking of every The first time I asked the timid white jade ginseng for medicine, and his painful squeak, Mingsu couldn't help but think of the scene where Qinghe teased him, and there seemed to be a hint of pale joy in his tone.

"I wanted to take you out to bask in the sun today. You haven't basked in the sun for a long time, right? But since you...slept, the weather has been bad, and the sun didn't come out today..." Mingsu knew without raising his eyes It was still the cloudy weather outside, "Next time, wait until the sun comes out, and I will take you out again. I will hold you under the pear tree and watch the snow-white petals flying all over the sky. You will definitely like it." It seems that I saw it. That beautiful future, Mingsu slightly raised his voice.

"Ah, by the way, Zhizhi didn't even bask in the sun recently. You remember that he used to like lying on the window to bask in the sun. But now he has learned something else. He will pick a small leaf every day and catch water drops there. Play. You like rainy days, and when you recover, I will take you out to watch the rain, so in exchange, you need to get better soon, you know?" After finishing the work of wiping his hands, Mingsu made the same gentle movement Helping Qinghe put on his clothes and wrapping her in a quilt, he gently hugged Qinghe, who hadn't opened his eyes since just now, in his arms.

"Your hair is growing again. I wanted to cut it for you, but I can't bear it. My hair is so beautiful, and I can't bear to part with it. I'll comb it for you in the future. You don't like them being too long. If you don't answer, then I'll take it as your agreement." Twisting the long black hair between his fingers, Ming Su looked like a child who got his favorite toy, feeling a little cheap.

"Are you going to ask about the babies again? Every time you have to ask if the babies are okay, don't worry, the babies are fine, but the baby cried again last night, he must want to kiss his mother again, but He doesn't have a fever or diarrhea, I promised you that I will take good care of the baby, I did it, and when you wake up, you will only care about the baby and ignore me." It seems that Qinghe is relaxed when surrounded by children With a happy look, Mingsu raised a slight smile on his face.

"By the way, I want to tell you some good news today. The baby opened his eyes yesterday, and they are as beautiful and clean as yours. The baby is a little weak, so he opened his eyes so late. Don't worry, the imperial doctor said to take good care of the baby. The baby will recover slowly. The big baby and the little baby are both cute, just as cute as Qinger when she was a child. Although the little baby is not as healthy as the big baby, the little baby is very similar to you, and the eyebrows are almost exactly the same as yours. As beautiful as you. Of course, the eyes are the most similar, and I like them the most, but I still like you the most..." Gently put a reluctant kiss on the closed eyes, which was always because of Mingsu's kiss And the shy cheeks didn't turn red, they were still so pale... Even knowing the result, the disappointment in Mingsu's heart still spread uncontrollably...

"Father..." The timid voice at the door made Mingsu struggle out of disappointment.

It was the same that day, the red color on the bed made Mingsu almost lost himself, and he was almost obsessed with grabbing the slipping arm again and again, the voices of everyone around him disappeared, only the hoarse cry of pain echoed in his ears, It was here that Qing'er's voice crying for mother finally made Ming Huayuan come back from the blood, holding Qing'er's crying little body, Mingsu finally came back.

"Qing'er come here." Beckoning Qing'er to come to her side, Mingsu stretched out a hand to gently caress the child who was so obedient that he felt sorry for him.

"Father, why is mother still awake? Mother doesn't want Qing'er anymore. Qing'er will be very obedient in the future, and I will never make mother angry again. Mother can't let Qing'er..." Hold on tight Holding her mother's sleeves, Qing'er's tears are like the rain that has been attached to her for these days and refuses to leave. Although she is not crying loudly, it is the bitterest and most astringent tears that flow from the bottom of her heart.

"Qing'er doesn't cry, mother never gets angry with Qing'er, mother is just too tired, how can mother not want Qing'er, what mother hates most is Qing'er crying, Qing'er still remembers mother and Qing'er What did you say?" Not willing to help Qing'er wipe away the tears on her face, Ming Su guides Qing'er to forget the heavy sadness now.

"Mother said that Qing'er is the child that mother loves the most. Mother likes Qing'er the most...Mother will not want Qing'er, and mother will not let it go." You don't need to think about Qing'er, you can also remember your mother's incomparably gentle voice, every day Qing'er can only fall asleep because of these words related to her mother, so how can she forget.

"Yes, mother loves Qing'er the most. Your mother said that he never regrets anything he has done. The only thing he regrets is that he left Qing'er behind. So your mother always feels sorry for you. He doesn't want Qing'er. After suffering a little bit, Qing'er will cry the most, so he will never abandon Qing'er again. And now that mother has a baby, mother will not want you, you are his most cherished wealth , is also the treasure he is most proud of, he can do anything for you, but he will never let you get hurt a little bit." Mingsu's voice resounded loudly, from Qinghe's protection of Qing'er in peacetime, to Qing'er's almost pampering Qinghe's tenderness, and this time Qinghe gave birth to the baby, how could Mingsu not know Qinghe's importance to children, just like Qinghe has always insisted that Qinger be called his mother, Qinghe just does not want Qinger to have any shortcomings.

"So Qing'er can't cry anymore, mother will be sad, mother will definitely wake up, mother will definitely wake up!" The firm voice carried a light that completely didn't match the weather.

"Qing'er remembers." Wiping away the tears on her face vigorously, Qing'er raised her little face again, staring at her mother who seemed to be smiling at her with her big eyes without blinking.

"Didn't Qing'er be with his younger brothers just now, are you here to see your mother?" Seeing Qing'er staring at her mother with reluctance, Ming Su asked Qing'er's little head.

"My brother is crying." Hearing the question from her father, Qing'er remembered her purpose.

"Is my brother crying again? My father will pass right away." Hearing that the two babies were crying again, Mingsu put down Qinghe from his arms gently, and carefully tucked the quilt before taking Qinghe with her, although she was a little anxious. leave.

Maybe it's really because of the twins, every time one child cries, the other one will always cry too, especially when the baby is sick, even those experienced maids can't coax her, and at this time Mingsu is The best consolation, perhaps only when holding two babies, Mingsu can prevent the panic from overflowing in his heart, and the quiet sleeping face of the two babies when they are not crying is another kind of comfort for Mingsu...

Dawn is always dark before dawn, isn't it...