Yun Yanyu walked inside.
He was young, not tall, and his legs were short. He walked a little slower than others, but Song Qinghuan was very accommodating to him. They walked side by side along the way until they entered the courtyard. In the palace, Song Qinghuan sat down to rest.
Xu Shi knelt for two days in a row and was beaten again. She felt a little uncomfortable. Even when she was sitting, she kept coughing and looked very weak.
Yun Yanyu looked into her eyes and couldn't tell what she felt in her heart. She just opened her mouth and said, "Does your leg still hurt?"
"No, it doesn't matter."
Song Qinghuan smiled softly, with tears in her eyes: "It's my fault, even if I get beaten, I still deserve it, not to mention that Sister Chuyao has been merciful, she only slapped me a few times and made me kneel down. It’s only four hours, it doesn’t matter.”
Yun Yanyu lowered his eyes and pursed his lips vigorously.
"The reputation of a girl's family is important, but I..."
Song Qinghuan covered her heart and said guiltily: "I like to be smart. I mistakenly thought that by doing this, I could make Sister Chuyao and Mr. Ji finally get married. Who would have thought, I almost hurt someone."
Yun Yanyu clenched her fists tightly but still said nothing.
What could he say?
Could it be that he was telling the truth, admitting that he didn't believe her at all, and that he thought she would continue to hurt Sister Huang? So, how will he face her in the future?
Do you really want to break up the relationship?
Yun Yanyu's face turned pale.
He can't do it.
Even though he knew in his heart that Sister Qinghuan had done something wrong and really hurt Sister Huang, he still couldn't hate her and alienate her. Who could make her sincerely treat him well?
I have already lost an imperial sister, and I can't lose sister Qinghuan again, right?
He closed his eyes.
Song Qinghuan couldn't help but glance at Yun Yanyu. She didn't know if it was her imagination. She always felt that the Ninth Prince was not in the right state. He seemed to be hiding a lot of worries. But then she thought about it, what could a child of this age have on his mind? Can it be said? I'm afraid it's just because I'm in a bad mood.
In this case, she didn't think much and spoke again: "Ayu, have you seen Sister Chuyao in the past two days?"
Before Yun Yanyu could answer, she smiled bitterly and said, "I don't know how Sister Chuyao is doing. When I think that I almost hurt her, I feel very uncomfortable. Ayu, I think-"
"Sister Qinghuan!"
Yun Yanyu suddenly raised his eyes, interrupted Song Qinghuan's words, and said firmly: "Do you still remember my little lion dog?"
Song Qinghuan was startled.
"Lion, lion dog?" She paused, and then said with a smile: "Of course I remember it. Didn't you like it the most when you were a child? You always ran back and forth with it. Speaking of which, I haven't seen it in some days. It’s gone, how is it? Has it gained weight again?”
Yun Yanyu opened his mouth.
No.
It got sick and went to the Ten Thousand Beasts Hospital. It had a very bad life and was also very afraid of people. He took a look at it from a distance. Its skinny appearance made him almost unrecognizable. Come to think of it, except for the emperor sister, I am afraid that it No one will mention it or visit it again, right?
Sister Qinghuan is the same.
Even though she didn't say anything, he could see her doubts and confusion in the way she looked at him. She seemed to be saying: Lion dog? Why did you mention it all of a sudden? If you didn't tell me, I would have almost forgotten about it.
Yun Yanyu couldn't explain his feelings.
Disappointment, perhaps?
But more probably it was a surprise.
Sister Qinghuan can't even tolerate Sister Huang, the playmate she grew up with, so how can she really love and care for a little lion dog? It's just that she lives in the palace and has to please herself and pay attention to her own preferences.
It turns out that his sister Qinghuan is not a kind girl.
It turned out that he really saw the wrong person.
Yun Yanyu felt bitter in his heart, but it was more complicated. He was silent for a long time, and then he slowly stretched out his little hand, gently wrapped it around Song Qinghuan's cold fingertips, and said word by word: "Sister Qinghuan, in my heart, you have always been my biological sister."
Regardless of whether you are kind or not, weak or not, I will always remember your kindness to me. What you have done for me is also true and I will never forget it.
So, stop pretending to be kind, okay?
I don't like you being so unreal.
And the royal sister.
I beg you.
Please don’t hurt Sister Huang anymore.
Otherwise, I can't guarantee whether I will hate you.
Yun Yanyu pursed her lips tightly and looked at Song Qinghuan without blinking. Her black eyes were full of tears, but he did not dare to blink. He stared at Song Qinghuan's eyes unwaveringly, as if he wanted to learn from the look in her eyes. I can see some sincerity in it.
Unfortunately, he was disappointed.
Song Qinghuan was stunned for a moment, then chuckled and said, "You know, Ayu is also my favorite brother."
After saying that, she raised her hand, gently rubbed Yun Yanyu's head, and smiled softly.
But for some reason, what flashed through Yun Yanyu's mind was Yun Chuyao's figure. In his impression, the emperor's sister also liked to rub her head, but unlike sister Qinghuan's cold hands, the emperor's palm was It is always warm, even when placed on her head. If her hands get cold in winter, she will hold Yu Pozi for a while and touch him again. No matter what, she will not freeze him.
It's a pity that I didn't like her touch at that time, so I always tilted my head and avoided her hand.
Is she sad too?
Can she feel better when her beloved brother doesn't get close to her and even devotes himself to pleasing the person she hates the most? Will he also hate his younger brother?
Yun Yanyu was terrified.
"Ayu, your face..."
Song Qinghuan was about to speak, but before she could finish her words, Yun Yanyu stood up in a panic and said, "Sister Qinghuan, I, I still have something to do, so I need to take a step forward."
After saying that, without waiting for Song Qinghuan's reaction, he ran outside without looking back, and after a while, he disappeared.
Song Qinghuan's brows wrinkled little by little, and he nodded and said: "Shan Qi, go and bring Yan'er in, and ask her what happened just now."
Why did the Ninth Prince change his temper?
Shanqi responded quickly.
After a while, she returned to the back room and said in a deep voice: "Princess, Yan, Yan'er is gone!"
Song Qinghuan's hand shook!
"Yan'er is a cowardly girl who loves to get into trouble. The Ninth Prince scolded her, and she was frightened." Shan Qi glanced at Song Qinghuan and made sure that his master's face had not changed before continuing, "She was always scared all the way." I was so panicked that when I walked across the pond, I missed my footing and fell straight down. By the time someone picked me up, I would have run out of breath!"
"...Is it really an accident?"
"It must have been an accident," Shanqi thought for a moment before saying, "When Yan'er fell into the water, there were many people around her, but none of them were close to her. Everyone saw with their own eyes that she didn't stand firm before she fell. I think it was just an accident.”
Song Qinghuan's expression softened a little, but it still didn't look good, and she murmured softly: "What a coincidence."
Shanqi's heart tightened slightly.
The room became quieter and quieter.
