Chapter 1682 Stolen Happiness (6)

Watching the time go by, Momo's body is getting weaker and weaker. An Ziqi is very anxious. She can wait, but Momo can't.

Thinking of the many protective measures Xiao Chen took outside the cave in modern times, even the existence of Longyuan is because of the cave.

An Ziqi thought about it, and hurried to find Ye Haoyu, telling him that the cave might be hidden by some formation around it, and asked him to find some capable people who can break the formation to find it together.

That day, Xiao Yimo woke up early in the morning for the first time.

During this period of time, her face, which had been as pale as paper, finally had some rosy luster.

Nianqing was very happy to see her mother awake as soon as she opened her eyes. She happily called her mother and ran around to help Xiao Yimo wash.

However, Ye Haoyu's eyes flashed with deep sadness. His fists were clenched tightly at his side. The joints turned white because of too much force, and there was a small creaking sound.

Xiao Yimo smiled gently and looked at him, "Can you help me comb my hair?"

"Okay."

Ye Haoyu responded. No matter what Momo asked, he would agree without hesitation.

Pursing her lips, she went to the table to get a comb and sat beside her.

Her long, shiny black hair in the past has now become dry and frizzy.

Ye Haoyu combed her hair carefully bit by bit.

The hands holding the knife and the sword were extremely careful at this moment, for fear of accidentally tearing a hair.

Nianqing sat on the bed with his small body, watching his father tie up his mother's hair.

He got up and ran to the table, took a small mirror, and smiled and held it in front of her.

Xiao Yimo smiled gently and reached out to touch his little head.

There were too many reluctances in her heart, but she knew better than anyone that she had accompanied them to the end.

The cave has not been found yet, and her body can't wait any longer.

The little guy didn't realize anything, he only knew that his mother was in good spirits today, thinking that her illness was getting better.

She happily turned around in front of the bed holding the mirror.

Xiao Yimo looked at her in the mirror and said with a smile, "You are still as ugly as before."

Ye Haoyu put the white jade hairpin in his hand on her and put it on for the last time, "Well, when you are well, we will go back to the palace. I will definitely study hard with the nanny and comb your hair beautifully."

"Okay." Xiao Yimo smiled and responded, looking at him in the mirror in front of her.

That face is still handsome, just like when she first met him in the palace.

Looking at the pale and haggard self in the mirror, she said dissatisfiedly.

"I have slept for too long, and I have become ugly. People will say that I am not worthy of you."

"I only love you in the world. If anyone dares to talk nonsense, I will chop off his head immediately." Ye Haoyu replied.

"You are the only one who is violent. You haven't changed at all in all these years." Xiao Yimo said coquettishly, looking up at him, "I want you to help me draw my eyebrows and put on makeup."

As soon as she finished speaking, Ye Nianqing had already tossed her short legs to the table, picked up the dressing box, and then ran back, opened the box and handed it to Ye Haoyu.

"Father, here."

Ye Haoyu reached out and wiped his head, took out the black ink from the box, and carefully traced her beautiful eyebrows.

Then, he took the rouge and lightly brushed some on both sides of her cheeks.

Xiao Yimo smiled and finally took the red lipstick and applied some.