I was chased by my sickly junior brother who had two lives

In the backyard of the Duke of Zhao's mansion, there is a small open space. The sunlight shines on this land, as if it has been covered with a layer of golden gauze.

Chen Jue suddenly had an idea and proposed to plant flowers here with Chen Jia to add a touch of vitality and color to this slightly monotonous backyard. Chen Jia readily agreed, with anticipation shining in her eyes.

So they found various kinds of flower seeds, including beautiful roses, elegant daisies, fragrant jasmine... The two of them held small hoes and carefully loosened the land, and the fragrance of the soil filled the air.

While working, Chen Jue looked at Chen Jia from time to time, with a happy smile on his face.

"Sister, do you think the flowers we plant will bloom especially beautifully?"

Chen Jue asked with a smile, beads of sweat appearing on his forehead.

Chen Jia raised her head and looked at Chen Jue, "Of course they will. As long as we take good care of them, they will definitely give us a beautiful surprise."

Her voice was like a spring breeze, soft and warm.

They carefully scattered the flower seeds into the soil and then gently covered them with a thin layer of soil.

As they planted flowers, they talked and laughed, their laughter echoing in the air. The sunshine shone on them, outlining a warm and beautiful picture.

Just when they were having fun, Liao Heng's voice suddenly came.

"Hey, what are you doing?" Liao Heng strode into the backyard with a teasing smile on his face. He folded his hands in front of his chest, raised his eyebrows slightly, and his eyes flashed with a playful light.

Chen Jue raised his head, saw Liao Heng, and said with a smile: "We are planting flowers, Liao Heng, do you want to try it too?"

Liao Heng looked at the tools in Chen Jue's hand, then looked at the mud all over his body, and couldn't help laughing.

"Haha, Jue, you're taking such a relaxing sick leave. You've even become a gardener. Look at you. You don't even look like a patient. You're even more energetic than a healthy person like me. Others are lying in bed resting, but you're having a blast playing in the backyard."

Liao Heng deliberately spoke loudly, gesticulating exaggeratedly as he spoke, but his eyes were full of smiles.

Chen Jue didn't get angry after hearing this. He just smiled at himself.

"I am my sister's gardener now. I am very happy to be able to plant flowers for her."

As he spoke, he looked at Chen Jia, his eyes full of tenderness.

Chen Jia blushed slightly, she bit her lips lightly, a hint of shyness and panic flashed in her eyes. Then, she raised her hand and patted Chen Jue's shoulder gently, as if to comfort him not to mind Liao Heng's teasing, and as if to find a way to cover up her inner fluctuations.

She looked at Liao Heng, frowned slightly, and said with a hint of anger: "We plant flowers to make the backyard beautiful and make people happy. What's wrong with that?"

She lowered her head somewhat embarrassedly, looking at the kettle in her hand, her fingers unconsciously stroking the handle of the kettle, as if to relieve her embarrassment and nervousness. There was still a faint blush on her cheeks, which was a continuation of the shyness caused by Liao Heng's teasing and Chen Jue's words.

She actually felt a little sweet inside, because Chen Jue said he was willing to be a gardener for her. This feeling of being cared for made her happy and a little overwhelmed. In front of Liao Heng, she tried to remain calm and natural, but her inner emotions were like waves.

Liao Heng walked over to them, squatted down and looked at the flowers they planted.

"Well, you look pretty good. But, Jue, you haven't recovered from your illness yet, so don't overwork yourself."

Although Liao Heng was joking, he actually cared about Chen Jue very much.

"I know. I'll pay attention. Liao Heng, how are you doing in Dali Temple recently?"

Chen Jue asked, he and Liao Heng were good friends and they always talked about everything.

Liao Heng stood up and stretched.

"I'm still the same as always, busy as always. But seeing you guys so happy, I feel much better too."

Liao Heng said with a smile, his eyes moving back and forth between Chen Jue and Chen Jia, knowing in his heart that the relationship between them was quietly changing.

"Liao Heng, you must come and see these flowers when they bloom."

Chen Jia said to Liao Heng with a smile, her eyes full of anticipation. At this moment, she had recovered a little from her previous shyness, and showed her longing and enthusiasm for the flowers blooming.

"Okay, I will definitely come. I want to see how beautiful the flowers you grow are." Liao Heng agreed with a smile.

They chatted for a while and then Liao Heng left.

Chen Jue and Chen Jia continued their flower-planting work. Although they were a little tired, their hearts were filled with joy and satisfaction.

On this day, the sun was bright and warm. In the backyard of the Duke of Zhao's mansion, Chen Jia and Chen Jue carefully laid out the fresh chrysanthemums they had picked in the morning on the shelf. The golden chrysanthemums sparkled with a charming luster under the sunlight, and the faint fragrance of the flowers filled the air, making people feel relaxed and happy.

Chen Jia gently fiddled with the chrysanthemums, spreading them evenly. Her movements were light and delicate, as if she was treating a precious treasure. Her eyes were focused and gentle, and her serious look made her exude a special kind of charm.

"The quality of the chrysanthemums this year is good, and the chrysanthemum tea made from them will definitely be delicious." Chen Jia said with a smile, with anticipation gleaming in her eyes.

Chen Jue stood aside, earnestly imitating Chen Jia's way of arranging the chrysanthemums, but his eyes drifted towards Chen Jia from time to time, with a happy smile on his face.

"Sister, what are the benefits of chrysanthemum tea?" Chen Jue asked curiously.

"Chrysanthemum tea has many benefits. It can reduce internal heat and improve eyesight."

Chen Jia said with a smile, her eyes revealing a hint of professionalism and seriousness.

"Oh? Really? Then I have to drink more to improve my eyesight so that I can see my sister's face clearly."

Chen Jue said mischievously, with a hint of cunning and affection in his eyes.

Chen Jia's face instantly turned red after hearing this, "You kid, you just talk nonsense."

There was a hint of shyness in her eyes, but more of a sweet joy. She lowered her head and continued to fiddle with her chrysanthemums, trying to hide her shyness.

At this moment, Chen Jue suddenly reached out and grabbed Chen Jia's hand. Chen Jia was immediately flattered and her body trembled slightly.

She raised her head and looked at Chen Jue in surprise, her eyes full of panic and confusion. Chen Jue held Chen Jia's hand tightly, and his eyes became more gentle and affectionate.

"Sister, I'm serious. Ever since you risked your life to save me, you've been in my heart, and no one can replace you."

Chen Jue said softly, his voice trembling slightly, as if he was suppressing the emotions deep in his heart.

Chen Jia's heartbeat suddenly accelerated, and her cheeks became even hotter. She wanted to break free from Chen Jue's hand, but she was reluctant to do so. Her heart was full of contradictions and entanglements, and she didn't know how to face Chen Jue's sudden and passionate feelings.

"Ajue, don't be like this... Let's dry the chrysanthemums first."

Chen Jia stood up eagerly and turned her back to Chen Jue, while Chen Jue smiled leisurely.