Chapter 135: Reminiscence of the year

In the room, Tang Xiao woke up, feeling that his body had healed a lot, but there was still a slight pain in the wound. When he saw his daughter sleeping on the soft couch next to the bed with only a thin blanket on her body, she got up and took it. Come and put a thick blanket on her.
"Father?" Tangning opened his eyes and said when he saw him get out of bed, "Your health is not good yet! How can you get out of bed? Go back to bed and lie down."
Tang Xiao smiled: "Daddy is okay, you are a real child, why don't you go back to your yard and go to bed? What if you fall asleep on the couch here?"
"will not."
She rubbed her eyes, yawned, and said, "I will ask the doctor to change the dressing of your wound. Someone will make you some porridge and bring it over. You haven't eaten anything since yesterday!"
"Okay." Tang Xiao looked at his daughter right by his side, his eyes filled with coquettish smiles.
Tangning helped him to lie down on the bed. Hearing the sound outside, with some sleepiness on his face, she went to open the door. Seeing that they were all in the courtyard, she asked, "Are the clan elders come to see my father? He just woke up, come in!"
"Miss." A few people called and walked forward, one of them paused and said: "Miss, the Ouyang family was killed last night."
"Oh? All dead?" Tangning was slightly surprised, and her sleepiness disappeared.
"Yes, they are all dead, we are just about to tell the Patriarch about this!" They said, they walked inside.
Seeing this, Tangning didn't follow in anymore. Instead, he called a servant to ask the doctor to come and change the dressing, and after confessing that Qingzhi had taken care of her father, he walked to her yard.
After going back to the yard to wash, he changed his dress again, adjusted his hair a bit, and heard the voice of a maid outside.
"Miss, Lord Nangong is here."
Tangning in the room paused, thinking of Nangong Lingyun, her heart moved slightly. After finishing the order, she opened the door of the room and walked out. She saw Nangong Lingyun, dressed in a purple robe, watering the magnolia tree in the corner.
She walked over slowly, stopped by his side, looked at the magnolia tree, and the original owner planted with him back then.
"I also visited last time. This magnolia tree grows very well." He looked at Tang Ning, who was tender and beautiful beside him, only to feel his eyes shine.
Today, she wore a light purple dress with a simple style. Under the light purple dress, her already excellent beauty added a touch of femininity. She stood there quietly. But like a fairy falling into the mortal world, so beautiful that people can't remove their eyes.
"Ning'er's dress suits me extremely well. We stand together like a pair of wall men." His eyebrows were sentimental, and his eyes were so gentle that water dripped from her.
Tangning glanced at the purple robe on his body, showing a faint smile, and said, "That's also the dress that matches you, not me."
Hearing this, Nangong Lingyun took a deep look at her, and then at the magnolia tree in front of the two of them: "Ning'er, do you still remember what we said when we planted this tree by ourselves? "
Tangning looked at the magnolia tree and sighed softly: Remember, it's a pity that your little green plum is dead.
"I said, when the magnolia tree grows up, it will be when I marry you." He looked at her, his gaze fell on her face, and his voice was gentle: "And you also said that you want to be my bride. "