Cute concubine has three treasures: husband hugs and holds high

Chapter 157 Another Lie
Sister Yuwen is really boring, no wonder she wants to plant flowers.

Except for Mo Phos, everyone had kites in their hands.After they each stringed the strings, they flew the kites.

Everyone's kites are flying.Of course, some... are supported by internal force.The secretary prides himself on having a lot of internal energy, and he doesn't care about spending a little bit of internal energy at all.Yan Wushu thought that he couldn't lose to Yan Wang, so he output his internal energy desperately.

"Baby, if you run, the kite will fly higher." Yan Hua stretched out his hand and smiled warmly.

Just like before, he stretched out his hand, hugged her in his arms, and used his life to keep her safe for five years.

Brother...Qin Xiaoxi put her hand on his palm and softly called out, "Brother..."

Mo Pho sat not far away and looked at the two of them, under the mask, his expression was in a trance.In his memory, he also had this carefree time, but... At that time, he was not the puppet favored by the girl, but similar to King Mu.He just watched his beloved girl interacting intimately with others, but he could only keep a distance not too far away, for fear of causing the girl's dissatisfaction.

Those times were bitter and sweet.It seemed like a long time had passed, but he couldn't forget it.

He had guessed more than once that it would be great if he could forget that person, so that he wouldn't have to spend his life holding on to those memories and those pains.But after all, I still can't bear to forget.

In autumn, the sky is clear and crisp, suitable for kite flying, so they went to fly kites as soon as they got bored.Everywhere I go is that hillside.

Mo Phos followed them a few times, but didn't follow them.Yafu is not going, and neither is Qin Xiaoxi.If Qin Xiaoxi didn't go, the others naturally wouldn't either.

The struggle between Yan Wushu and Yan Wang has also reached a fever pitch, mainly because Xiao Xi has been playing with Yan Wang all day recently, and it is difficult for Yan Wushu to see Xiao Xi.

The weather is getting colder.spring is

Mo Pho didn't care about Yan Wushu's quarrel with Yan Wang. He was thinking about what gift to give to his girl next year.After all, next year will be the 17th birthday of his girl, and it will be the first birthday he celebrates for his child in this world.

The secretary had prepared a gift early on, but that big gift might not be delivered on the day she reached Jiji.

"Brother, teach me to write my name again." Qin Xiaoxi lay lazily on the table, holding a brush in her hand.

This kind of weather seems to be only suitable for practicing calligraphy in the house.

"Okay." The man sitting behind her said with a smile.

The big hand held the small hand, and the three characters "Qin Xiaoxi" were gradually outlined on the rice paper.

Her back was facing him, so he didn't notice that the light shining in her eyes gradually disappeared.

Qin Xiaoxi is indeed her name.However, that was not the name her brother called her by.

elder brother……

If it's the older brother...he'll write - Doll.

At the beginning, she asked him how to write her name, he took her hand, they held a dead branch together, and wrote two words on the snow - doll.He didn't ask her origin or her name, he only believed that she was his baby, just like she believed that he was her brother.

The longer she spends with her, the more uncomfortable she feels.This is my brother, but this is not my brother.

When he took her out to play, when he accompanied her to eat, she always felt that it shouldn't be like this.

The last thing a person can imitate is another person's inner thoughts.

"Baby, you are unhappy recently, why?" Yan Wang asked, his pretty brows frowned.Recently, her smile has become less and less every day.

Qin Xiaoxi put down the brush and exhaled white mist, "Brother, can you tell me how you know the story of my brother and I?"

Yan Wang was stunned for a moment, and for a moment he forgot how to answer the words.

The tree outside the window is facing the cold wind, showing its green leaves on the branches.Qin Xiaoxi got up, walked to the window, looked out of the window at the servants who were busy preparing for the New Year, and asked again: "Can you tell me how you met my brother?"

The little girl who was softly acting like a baby to herself a few seconds ago suddenly became terribly calm, and Yan Wang was suddenly speechless.It turned out that he only persisted for so long before being exposed...

That girl is already awake.Her brother only existed in a dream, and now that he woke up from the dream, she naturally woke up too.

"Little princess, you are really... very smart..." In one sentence, he admitted many things in disguise.Now, he can no longer be called a fool, he is just a puppet.

Qin Xiaoxi didn't speak, but involuntarily clenched her hands by her sides.

Neither of the two people in the room knew that there was another person outside the room listening to their conversation.Yan Wushu, how could he rest assured that his little girl was alone in a room with others, he was always there.

Now, is it finally time for a showdown?Xiaoxi, that... is really not your brother...

"Little princess, I'm sorry, I was just entrusted by others. I used to be from Xishu country and had friendship with your brother. He told me his story. I know he has been looking for someone, but I I don't know who he is looking for. I thought that he would always find the day when he died. However, he still failed to persist. He committed suicide in Xiahuabei Kingdom, in the country he established .In addition to the ice flakes standing in Xiahuabei Kingdom, he also left me a suicide note. A suicide note, begging me to do something for him."

With such a face, the puppet was not unaccustomed to telling the story of the owner of that face, as if he had told that story thousands of times.

"He begged me to peel off his face, and asked the skin painter to replace his face for me. He said, if one day, he saw a girl who would cry and call my brother, please stay with that girl for a while. When the girl finds out that I am not her brother, tell the girl that no matter what, if the brother invites the doll, he must live happily in this world."

Qin Xiaoxi gritted her teeth, tears rolled in her eyes, but they couldn't fall.

How could brother, how could he let others peel off his face...

Brother...doesn't that hurt...

"Little princess, don't blame him. He is very tired. I have never seen him sleep soundly, and I have never seen him smile. He said that in his life, he would only laugh for one person, but that person, he looked for Less than...he searched all day and all night, and I, never saw him rest..."

As the puppet spoke, his tone lowered.

It was a perfect lie, but it was still a lie after all.

He doesn't know what a person is talking about. He only knows that someone has asked him if he would like to be a talker, and if he becomes a talker, he can get what he wants.

He remembered that there was a person who used a knife on his face, and that person gave him a face comparable to that of King Mu.He remembered that there was a person who taught him how to laugh every day, that person had the warmest smile he had ever seen.He remembered that a person would send a portrait every few days, and he couldn't see that person's face clearly.

He could be said to have watched her grow up.All the portraits in the room are of her.Someone will teach him how to face her, and someone will tell him what he needs to memorize every day.

He was just a puppet. Someone said that if he could stay by the girl's side all the time, he would always be talking nonsense, but if the girl found out, his puppet would be destroyed.

He guessed that the man in the wheelchair was the real Yan Wang, but the closer he got to the role of Yan Wang, the more he felt that Yan Wang was a nearly perfect person.That person probably didn't want to destroy the perfect nonsense in the girl's heart, so he cultivated a puppet.

"Brother, thank you." Qin Xiaoxi turned around and made a big bow to him.

Thank you, thank you for all the good things you gave me when I was still awake, and made me feel the feeling that my brother is still there.Thank you, thank you for being a friend of a brother, a brother... few friends...

"Little princess, do you mind if I continue to live with such a face on my face?" The puppet hooked its lips.

"I don't mind, it's just, can you not show up in Xia Nanguo." She didn't want to see him again, her brother was gone.He has a brother's face, and can even imitate his brother's tone and small movements. If she sees him again, she will definitely regard him as her brother for a moment. She will not experience the hesitation and helplessness of falling from heaven to hell again.

"Yes." He agreed quickly, because he knew that he would not be able to return to Xishu Kingdom alive, and it made no difference whether he agreed or not.

Qin Xiaoxi took a deep breath, forcefully suppressing the tears flowing in her eyes.She walked out, and the moment the door was pushed open, she was welcomed into a generous chest.

"Xiaoxi, don't force yourself, I'm here." Yan Wushu hugged her and coaxed her in a low voice.

It was hard to suppress the tears, but just because of his words, the tears came up again.Qin Xiaoxi still clutched the hem of his clothes, crying like a child who lost his most beloved toy.

This time, I really lost my brother completely...

In her life, she will never find her brother again...

She knew that she still had Yafu, King Mu, and many friends, but none of those were elder brothers...

It's not that Shura who only wants to laugh for her...

Her crying made his heart tremble.

She finally understood that that person was not her brother, but he was not very happy because she cried.His beloved little girl cried.

The puppet stood quietly in front of the table. On the table, there was still the words she wrote with him. The ink had dried up, and he was no longer her brother...

Mo Phos did not intend to kill the puppet, Yan Wushu let Qin Xiaoxi leave the palace when he cared about making Qin Xiaoxi happy.

But if Mo Phos didn't do it, it didn't mean that other people didn't do it.

At night, the puppet was still stopped.

The moonlight dappled in the woods.

(End of this chapter)