Feng Qiuhuang: The First Princess

Chapter 35
"Sister..." When Lian Duo saw Lian Yu, she rushed over with red eyes. Chu Yan hurriedly stepped forward to stop her, a flash of panic flashed in her eyes, and it quickly disappeared. Although the clothes couldn't be seen, her face was very pale and bloodless. Lian Duo's wound would surely burst open in such a rush.

Lian Duo saw that someone would not let her get close to her sister, and Chu Yan was a cold and domineering master, hesitant about losing a loved one, and the grievances of many days came flooding back, and her sister, who existed like a god in her heart, was there again. Beside her, Xiao Duo'er seemed to have a backer, she flattened her mouth, and burst into tears with a cry.

Chu Yana had seen such a scene, and subconsciously wanted to throw the crying creature ten miles away. He was not used to such a soft thing so close to him, as if he would crush her with a little force.

Chu Hao caressed his forehead, looking like he was having a headache. He was going to become Xiao Duo'er's nanny these days, but the little ancestor was so difficult to take care of.

Qin Chuxue was at the side, with slightly surprised eyes, staring at Chu Yan in a daze, her eyelids drooping slightly to hide the color of her eyes, because of Xiao Duo'er's crying, no one paid attention to her flash of light for a moment.

"Chu Yan, let her go!" Lian Yu's hoarse voice came from behind, pushing her body to lift off the quilt, Lian Yu sat on the edge of the bed with a pale face, listening to Xiao Duo'er's cry, her Her heart was throbbing with pain, her younger sister was already her only softness in the world, hearing her cry, Lian Yu's heart felt as if being pricked by a needle.

Seeing that her eyes were full of pity, Chu Yan was stunned. Xiao Duo'er took advantage of the moment when he was in a daze to push him away and threw herself into her sister's arms. Lian Yu stretched out her hand and touched her body. Without hugging her, the tears fell more urgently. Lian Yu wiped away her younger sister's tears with a smile, and stretched out her hand to slowly hug her into her arms. Her soft body still had the familiar fragrance of milk, and Lian Yu's eyes felt hot , Xiao Duo'er called her sister loudly, making her heart ache, and the heartache was made worse by the injury on her chest.

"Xiao Duo'er, don't cry..." Lian Yu stroked her long hair, comforting her sister's grievances hoarsely, "Don't cry, Xiao Duo'er, there is still a sister, there is a sister... "

Lian Yu's tears fell in a hurry, but she didn't cry out loud. In this world, apart from hatred, Xiao Duo'er was her second reason for going on, her last warmth and care.

"Sister, why don't you come to see Duo'er..." Xiao Duo'er cried, "I don't want to be separated from my sister, I thought my sister died too, Duo'er wants to be with my sister..."

Lian Yu slowly pushed her sister away, every movement of her was very slow, to avoid hurting her own wounds, she cherishes her body very much now, because the person who cherished her is gone, she has more important things to do Do, a good body is the most basic.

"Death? Xiao Duo'er, do you know what death is?" Lian Yu asked softly, wiping the tear stains on Xiao Duo'er's face. The faint voice was more like a murmur, scattered in the sad air.

(End of this chapter)