Chapter 299

But I don't know how, I'm getting worse and worse day by day. "

Then she paused and didn't know what was coming to her mind.

When I was about to give birth to you, I was skinny and had a faint hunch that I was running out of time.

I want you to live. I want to see you grow up.

Finally, your father found the spirit stone, found your little uncle, saved you, took my soul and put it in this box when I was about to die.

Keep my daughter's dowry with me.

Let me see you. "

As he spoke, Yang Wushuang looked with persistence and no regret.

She didn't regret that she had to endure severe pain to take out a soul. She didn't regret marrying her father and giving birth to her.

Su Ye looked at the soul in front of her and finally had some other emotions.

It's just, Suye, listen to what's inside,

"Little uncle?"

Yang Wushuang saw that Su Ye really didn't know anything. She was helpless

"Your grandfather has two daughters, one is me and the other is Yang Tingfeng."

Suye eyelid movement

"Yang Tingfeng? Listen to the wind? "

Yang Wushuang was surprised

"You know?"

Suye's face became strange

"What's her child's name?"

Yang Wushuang thought carefully

"I told your little aunt that her child's single name is Jue and my child's single name is ye."

Su Ye pondered, Jue, Jue, song Jue in the wind pavilion?

Her expression became more and more strange.

Yang Wushuang began to talk

"My mother also thinks Jue is better, but who let my mother draw lots to draw this? I can only let you call this. My mother loves you, not because she thinks you are a green leaf that no one wants."

Su Ye just felt a little moving and gradually became emotionally indifferent.

Does it have to be said? How come the more you hear it, the more you think her mother is going to give her this name?

Su Ye opened his mouth, interrupted his mother's words, and abruptly changed the topic

"Mother, how do we get out?"

Yang Wushuang's spirit came as soon as he heard it,

"Let's go. Go on. It's going to take some time."

As he spoke, Yang Wushuang circled around Su Ye.

After walking out for a while, Yang Wushuang has a match

"Is this your trumpet flower? It's a little ugly. Why don't you raise a good-looking one? "

Su Ye silently bowed her head and looked at the little flower twisting next to her.

Jinwu seemed afraid of losing her. Vines wrapped around her wrist and followed her ass.

Jinwu milk sound and milk gas

"Master, why have you been talking to yourself?"

When saying the word "self talk", it is still a little vague and unclear.

But the master shouted to himself.

Su Ye looked up and looked at Yang Wushuang again.

Yang Wushuang skimmed his lips

"Don't think about it. Only you can see me. Even the trumpet flower of your contract can't see me. "

Suye didn't ask again.

Pulling Jinwu has been following behind Yang Wushuang.

I don't know how far it has gone. It seems that this road can go all the way without end.

Finally, Yang Wushuang stopped and raised his chin

"Well, behind that door, there's a baby. I reserved it for you. "

Su Ye stepped forward. Unfortunately, the door was locked.

Before she spoke, she listened to Yang Wushuang

"When you go back, ask your father for a key, open the door, and you can find the baby.

When I left the Yang family, I brought out the Ding stove of the Yang family. "

Yang Wushuang said to himself. It's no different from bringing jewelry.