Chapter 135: Memories of the Year

In the room, Tang Xiao woke up and felt that his body had improved a lot, but there was still a slight pain in the wound. When he saw his daughter sleeping on the soft couch beside the bed, only covered with a thin blanket, he got up to take it. Put a thick blanket on her.

"Dad?" Tangning opened her eyes and said when he saw him getting out of bed, "You're not feeling well yet! How can you get out of bed? Go back to the bed and lie down first."

Tang Xiao chuckled: "Daddy is fine, you are a real child, why don't you go back to your own yard to sleep? You fall asleep on the couch here, what if you catch a cold?"

"Won't."

She rubbed her eyes, yawned, and said, "I'll ask the doctor to change the dressing for your wound, and someone will cook some porridge for you later. You haven't eaten since yesterday!"

"Okay." Tang Xiao saw his daughter beside him, with a doting smile in his eyes.

Tangning helped him to lie down on the bed. Hearing the sound outside, she opened the door with a bit of sleepiness on her face. Seeing that they were all in the courtyard, she asked, "Are the clan elders here to see my father? He just woke up, come in!"

"Miss." Several people called out and stepped forward. One of them paused and said, "Miss, the people of Ouyang's family were killed last night."

"Oh? All dead?" Tangning was slightly surprised, and her sleepiness disappeared.

"Yes, they are all dead, and we are just about to tell the owner of the house!" After saying that, they walked inside.

Seeing this, Tangning didn't follow her in. Instead, she called a servant to ask a doctor to come and change the medicine. After telling Qingzhi to take good care of her father, she walked to her yard.

After returning to the yard to wash up, he changed his clothes again and straightened his hair a little, when he heard the voice of the maid from outside.

"Miss, Young Master Nangong is here."

Tangning in the room paused, thinking of Nangong Lingyun, her heart moved slightly. After tidying up, she opened the door and walked out. She saw Nangong Lingyun, who was wearing a purple robe, watering the magnolia tree in the corner.

She walked over slowly, stopped beside him, looked at this magnolia tree, and the image of the original owner planted with him back then came to her mind.

"I've seen it last time, too. This magnolia tree is growing very well." He looked at the delicate and beautiful Tangning beside him, and his eyes lit up.

Today, she was wearing a simple light purple dress. Against the background of the light purple dress, her already excellent beauty added a touch of softness. She stood there quietly, But like a fairy falling into the mortal world by mistake, the beauty is so beautiful that people can't take their eyes away.

"Ning'er's dress is very suitable for me. We stand together like a pair of people." He looked at her with affectionate eyes, and his eyes were so gentle that water could drip.

Tangning glanced at the purple robe on his body, and revealed a small smile, "That's the dress that matches you, not me."

Hearing this, Nangong Lingyun gave her a deep look, and then looked at the magnolia tree in front of the two of them: "Ning'er, do you remember what we said when we planted this tree with our own hands? "

Tangning looked at the magnolia tree and sighed in her heart: Remember, it's a pity that your little green plum has died.

"I said, when the magnolia tree grows, I will marry you." He looked at her, his eyes fell on her face, and his voice was gentle: "And you also said that you want to be my bride. "