She knew at first sight that the child was a good one.
"Go back to your yard." Old Madam He issued an eviction order.
Qin Yurong seemed to have suffered great humiliation and left crying.
At this time, Madam He ordered the nanny beside her, "Go and check what's going on."
Mammy: “Yes.”
…
It was getting dark.
Jiang Qingyao was lying on the couch reading a book, the quilt loosely covering half of her lower body, and her long hair was disheveled.
This posture...is not very elegant.
The maids looked at it but didn't say anything. It was okay. They were indulgent and would spoil their own master.
Suddenly, a tall figure was seen approaching from afar, and the maids tactfully retreated.
The book in front of me was suddenly taken away.
Jiang Qingyao turned her head and smiled: "I'm back. I've been waiting for you for a long time."
A hint of smile flashed across He Zheng's eyes as he said, "Don't lie down while reading. It hurts your eyes."
He casually placed the book on the small rosewood hollow table beside him.
"Okay, I'll listen to you." Jiang Qingyao seemed very well-behaved. She sat up suddenly, reached out and grabbed He Zheng's sleeve, asking him to sit down.
Jiang Qingyao's inner garment was loose and wrinkled, and her hair was scattered randomly.
"I have something to tell you."
"Well, go ahead." He Zheng's bony fingers hooked a strand of her hair that fell on her chest and gently moved it behind her.
Jiang Qingyao said cheerfully, "I've found my biological father. He's Mr. Xie Linqian."
He Zheng was not too surprised. It didn't matter whose daughter she was, but the most important thing was that she was happy.
"That year, Concubine Li poisoned my parents..."
As Jiang Qingyao was talking, she tilted her body and rested her head on He Zheng's shoulder.
As they were talking, for some reason, the person found himself in the arms of Marquis Anguo.
He Zheng just listened most of the time and occasionally responded. He was a good listener.
I don’t know how much time passed, the person in my arms didn’t move.
He Zheng lowered his eyes, she fell asleep.
He put her on the bed, closed her open collar, and covered her with a quilt.
I couldn't help but lower my head and kiss her lips, "Yaoyao, you are lucky."
He Zheng was happy for her to be reunited with her relatives.
And he will never see his biological parents in this life.
He Zheng looked at the night outside the window, and there seemed to be an abyss hidden in his eyes.
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