My Empress is My Bad Girl

It can be seen that she still did not recognize this family.

Ming Xiuwen was naturally dissatisfied with her.

Yun Dai stretched out her hand to pinch Mingmin, and said in a low voice, "Now you kneel down for the old man, call Dad, and then apologize."

Mingmin looked at her coldly.

Yun Dai whispered: "I tell you, if you let the old man leave with regret, I promise not to say a word to you again. I swear, I will do what I say."

Mingmin stood still.

Yun Dai whispered angrily: "You are also a person of that era, so shyly telling me about your blood and sacrifices. The old man has worked hard throughout his life. Isn't he worthy of your respect?"

If she doesn't kneel anymore, Yun Dai will be ready to ask people to do something.

Mingmin frowned, hesitated, and finally knelt down gently.

She knelt by the old man's bed, squashed her head, and said in a low voice, "Father, it has been my fault all these years. I shouldn't leave voluntarily. I'm sorry for you and the three children."

Everyone in the Hou Mansion felt sad when she said this.

How could they not see Yundai's small movements.

After all, it was Yundai's threat that she gave up.

But no matter what, it was the old man's knot after all.

The old man's brows stretched out and his expression was relieved: "You have been well-behaved since you were a child, and you are occasionally self-willed when you grow up. It's all your father's fault, making your marriage inhuman. Father doesn't blame you..."

He gasped for a while, saved some energy, and then continued: "But you are sorry for the children after all. They have been missing you all the time. Come back this time, don't leave, stay with the children and make up for them. Especially Dai Er... You must love her well and promise Dad."

Mingmin nodded: "Don't worry, dad, I promise you."

The word father, who had been reluctant to say it before, didn't seem to be that difficult when it came out.

It's quite smooth.

She was stunned.

Old Houye was satisfied, turned his head and looked at the children and grandchildren kneeling down one by one, and then closed his eyes with a smile.

The hand that Yundai had been holding also dropped.

"Grandfather..." Yun Dai murmured.

Ming Xiuwen leaned over and kowtowed, crying: "Father!"

Suddenly the cry of a room.

Yun Dai held the old man's hand, her voice choked: "Didn't my grandfather only promised me that he would wait for the grapes to ripen in autumn and make wine with Dai'er? What do you say does not count? When the grapes are ripe, where can I find you? "

However, my grandfather would never pick grapes for her with those big, thin, warm hands.

The temperature of the hands is slowly dissipating.

Only the small key is left.

Gu Chengan and Yun Wu hurried over and rushed to the bed to cry.

Yun Dai left the house, walked outside, sat under the grape shelf, staring at the lush grape leaves in a daze.

I don't know how long it took, Zhao Yuanjing in a black cloak walked over.

He heard that Lord Hou had passed away and rushed over immediately.

Maybe it was not in compliance, but he just wanted to be by Yun Dai's side immediately.

"Dai'er." He bent over and squatted in front of her, whispering.

Yun Dai raised her head, her face full of tears, and her voice hoarse: "Zhao Yuanjing, my grandfather is gone."

Zhao Yuanjing felt a pain in her heart and stretched out her hand to hug her: "I know, I know. You are sad. If you want to cry, cry, I will stay with you."

Yun Dai stretched out her hand, holding a small key in her palm.

"This is what my grandfather left to me. He said it was something he saved over the years." Yun Dai cried and said, "I don't want these things, as long as my brother and grandfather are alive."