Mingmin glanced at him: "That's because you have bad luck, don't resent others."

Gu Chengan was furious: "Do you have a conscience to say this? Since that's the case, why did you give birth to us? After giving birth to us, you will go out and have fun!"

Yun Wu's eyes were red: "Mom, you are so disappointing. You clearly love us very much. Can you tell me the reason and why you left us alone? Do you know how miserable we were by Ye in those years? Especially Dai'er..."

"I said, it's all for your bad luck."

Mingmin interrupted her coldly and quickly followed Ming Xiuwen.

Ming Xiuwen walked fast and didn't hear these words, otherwise he might have really hit Mingmin.

Tian sighed and felt sorry for his nieces and nieces.

Mingmin came to the old Marquis' bed and looked at the old and weak old man on the bed, and his tone was much better.

"Old man." She bent down and called out.

Ming Xiuwen frowned, and his patience had reached its limit: "What old man? Is that your biological father? I don't recognize his son and daughter, and I don't even recognize his biological father?"

At this time, the old marquis opened his eyes and saw Mingmin, as if he was in a dream: "Minmin, why are you old?"

Mingmin smiled and said, "I am over fifty years old, can I not grow old?"

"Hey, yes. Dai'er is twenty-six, and you have been away for twenty-six years." The old marquis was still thinking about his beloved little granddaughter, "Where is Dai'er? Are you looking at her?"

"I came back with her. She has returned to the palace and will come to see you tomorrow morning."

"Oh." The old marquis nodded, looked at his daughter, rested for a while, and asked again, "Where have you been in the past years?"

"I... traveled outside, first went to Northern Qi, and then in Junshan."

"Why don't you go home? That child is pitiful."

"I have something else important to do." Mingmin frowned and explained patiently, "I heard from the Queen that you are sick, so I'll take your pulse."

She took the old marquis' hand and frowned her eyebrows and took her pulse.

After a long time, she put his hand back into the quilt and smiled, "Just prescribe a few doses of medicine."

The old marquis coughed heavily for a while, gasped and said, "I am at this age, and I have already taken life and death lightly. You don't have to say good things to coax me... Since you are alive, I don't want to mention the past. I just hope that you can love a few children and try to make up for it."

Mingmin frowned and was about to speak, but suddenly he felt a hand pressing on his shoulder.

She turned around and looked at Ming Xiuwen.

Ming Xiuwen looked chill and warned her not to talk nonsense with her eyes.

The old man is so ill. If he is stimulated again, he will no longer care about the brother-sister relationship!

Mingmin turned around and smiled, "Don't worry, I know what to do."

The old marquis seemed very satisfied. After saying so many words, he was very tired. After closing his eyes for a while, he said, "It's great that I'm back, I can close my eyes with peace of mind."

"Don't say this, take good medicine and take care of yourself."

Mingmin stood up and said, "I'll go decoct medicine, you can rest."

She walked out of the house and looked at Ming Xiuwen coldly.

Ming Xiuwen said: "Why do you think my father is so sick? If it weren't for your attitude towards Cheng'an, how could his father be like this!"
Chapter completed!