Nangong Jiuer shook her head: "No, I'm not tired yet!"

As the two pills that Mu Qianqian stuffed her into her throat.

She felt an indescribable feeling all over her body.

My body, which usually feels tired and heavy, has instantly relaxed a lot.

She felt that she was more energetic.

Nangong Jiuer looked at her little daughter lovingly.

Her Qianqian grew up and became more beautiful.

The birthmark on his face disappeared, and he fell like a little fairy daughter.

It looks really good.

Her daughter should have been like this!

Thinking of the pain and torture that I suffered for no reason, the birthmark of my birthmark, and the rolling eyes and contempt I suffered in the past few years were all because of her mother.

Nangong Jiuer felt even more guilty.

The one she felt most sorry for was her little daughter.

She is not a qualified mother...

Not long after Mo Yan returned to the next door, he came back with a cup of pear blossom bird's nest soup.

Mrs. Mo already knew about Mu Qianqian's return with her mother.

When she learned that her mother was in a bad situation, Mrs. Mo and her wet nurse were inconvenient to disturb her rashly, so she only asked Mo Yan to bring her food with her.

"Mom, try it, my husband has always been very good at cooking." Mu Qianqian urged Nangong Jiuer to say.

Her body dragged to this point.

In addition to some of the changes she suffered, it is also related to her not caring about herself and not having a good meal.

To be precise, she never thought of living well!

The pear blossom bird's nest soup is simmered slowly by the wet nurse and simmered for a long time.

Just by looking and looking, you know it's delicious.

It’s a pity that Nangong Jiuer has no appetite.

Her stomach has been destroyed by her to the point of being immune to food, and she has no interest in eating.

Due to the eager and hopeful gaze of the youngest daughter.

Nangong Jiuer's eye feathers trembled slightly, lowered her head and started drinking in small sips.

A spoonful of pear blossom bird's nest soup is in the mouth.

A faint fragrance of pear blossoms fills the entire mouth, sweet, smooth and soft...

After a spoonful, Nangong Jiuer's stomach was slightly warm, and the expression on her face also sootheed a lot...

With a cup of bird's nest soup, Nangong Jiuer became full after eating one-third of it.

Seeing that she couldn't eat it, Mu Qianqian didn't force herself, and stared at her mother with her big black and white eyes.

Nangong Jiuer was so uncomfortable that she was staring at her. She lowered her head and moved her lips: "What's wrong?"

My daughter's eyes were too clear and pure, and she was straightforward, as if she could see through the depths of a person's heart.

Nangong Jiuer only felt that she had nowhere to hide under her daughter's eyes.

"Mom, can you agree to Qianqian, live well and cherish your body?" Mu Qianqian's clear water eyes looked directly at Nangong Jiuer, with hope and request!

If, she gave up the desire to live first...

Even the Daluo God will find it difficult to cure her!

Everyone's eyes were already on Nangong Jiuer.

When I heard Mu Qianqian's words, I was stunned.

Especially the three Mu Zhanbei brothers frowned almost at the same time.

What does the little sister mean?

Mom, don’t you want to live anymore?

It's heart-wrenching.

Before Nangong Jiuer could answer, the next second, Mu Qianqian leaned over.

She stretched out her arms and hugged her attached.

Her head was buried in Nangong Jiuer's thin neck, and her delicate body trembled slightly.

"Mom, even if you don't do it for yourself, please live for all of us!"

"We need you, Qianqian needs you, Qianqian never wants to be a child without father or mother again..."

...

Mu Qianqian's entire face was buried in Nangong Jiuer's neck and murmured softly.

The scorching breath sprayed on Nangong Jiuer's skin.

My daughter's soft body, with a faint herbal fragrance, felt very comfortable being held by her.

Nangong Jiuer only felt dizzy and felt a great sense of satisfaction.

She dreamed of hugging her daughter.

I dreamed that I could hear Qianqian's mom.

However, Mu Qianqian's second half of the sentence was like a big hand tearing open the bloody truth.

Nangong Jiuer's body suddenly shook and her heart contracted...

A child without father or mother...

Nangong Jiuer's nose felt sore, and tears burst out from her eyes...

Nangong Jiuer stretched out her hand tremblingly and hugged her child tightly.

Her shallowness has suffered...

Nangong Jiuer felt like there were millions of ants biting them, which hurt, sour and uncomfortable...

She hugged her daughter tightly, and her mouth whimpered in pain...

How cruel she is, she only cares about her own pain and discomfort...

But I forgot that her shallowness and her children are all in pain and discomfort...

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry..." After sobbing, Nangong Jiuer kept saying sorry.

I gave birth to her but couldn't raise her...

Not only that, she is different from ordinary people when she is born...

She is not worthy of being a mother!

In this life, she can't make up for her child's debts...

"Mom, I don't want to be sorry, as long as you live well..." Mu Qianqian muttered from the bottom of her heart.

Blood bonds, coupled with her longing for family affection.

Mu Qianqian really wants Nangong Jiuer to live well...

I don't want to see her decadent and blame herself, and give up on herself...

"Mom, Qianqian doesn't want to be a child without a mother anymore!" Mu Qianqian said again.

Nangong Jiuer's heart seemed to be ignited by a hot flame...

Nangong Jiuer, who was originally silent and bleak, lost interest in anything, and had even lost the desire to live, suddenly wanted to live.

Want to live for her daughter!

"Okay, my mother promises you to live well!" Nangong Jiuer's thin palm gently stroked her daughter's back, and a firm light burst out from her eyes.

But how long can her body last?

Even if she wants to live well, she is afraid she will not allow it...

In just a moment, Nangong Jiuer lowered her head again, like a deflated ball with self-deprecating slightest lips.

Her body cannot be controlled!

It’s not that she wants to live, she can live well...

"Mom, this is what you said yourself, don't be fooled!" Mu Qianqian looked up, and her clear water eyes were bright and bright at her.

The gloom in Nangong Jiuer's eyes disappeared in an instant. When she met her daughter's hopeful gaze, she nodded calmly: "Well, don't be fooled!"

"Mother's body needs to be slowly recuperated. Don't worry, Qianqian has a way!" Mu Qianqian continued to say as if to dispel her inner concerns and anxiety.
To be continued...