Du Yun, who pretended to be a bad person by pretending to be a man, picked up a beautiful nine-year-old boy who was covered in blood when she was thirteen years old.
He couldn't scold her, couldn't get rid of her, and looked at her like a white rabbit at every turn.
In a moment of kindness, Du Yun, who was still a half-year-old child, raised him and gave him the name Du Shier, who was easy to support.
Since having Du Shi'er, Du Yun often complained that it was a pity that a pretty girl had to be both mother and father.
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Du Yunqi's heart ached when her "mother" little boy left without saying goodbye.
She thought that if she were to meet that little heartless guy again, she would have to make him look good.
Flowers bloomed in the south of the Yangtze River, and a young man came with a sword and stood in the courtyard, attracting thousands of eyes.
When they met again, the little puppy had grown into a big bad wolf, but in fact, he was still a puppy at heart, but only in front of Du Yun.
"Brother, I finally found you"
"No, I have to call you sister."
"Okay, sister"
She had always said that Du Shier had a bad relationship with her, but it was just a joke, but later on, it turned out to be a prophecy.