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"May I ask Lord Captain, after marrying Zhexue, will he treat each other with true love, or with close relatives?"

Ziyuan sat on the bed with her knees hugged. Ever since she woke up, she had been thinking about this sentence repeatedly without saying a word.

"Boom!" The door was gently knocked, and the madam pushed the door in. She glanced left and right at the generals of the general's mansion, and said displeasedly, "Are you spying on my wife? This drunk tonight is my mother's territory, what's the matter? The captain sent a bowl of soup and medicine, and you still want to keep an eye on it?" After speaking, the old bustard twisted and stepped into the room, kicked twice, forced to close the door, held the soup and medicine in one hand, and closed the door with the other. Lock it.

Zi Yuan still sat there in a daze, as if she didn't notice the old bustard approaching.

"This is the first time I've seen you so quiet." The bustard put the soup on the table, walked up to Ziyuan, and waved her five fingers in front of Ziyuan's eyes, but Ziyuan remained motionless.

The bustard panicked a little, and put her palm on Ziyuan's forehead—it was a little cold, but she didn't have a fever.

"Strange! Didn't you hurt your head?" The old bustard hastily came to untie the gauze wrapped around the back of Ziyuan's head, wanting to see if there was anything wrong with the big swollen bump on the back of her head.

Ziyuan let the old bustling do the work quietly, her eyes were fixed, as if she lost one of the three souls in an instant, and she couldn't see the brilliance in ordinary times.

The old bustard untied the gauze, carefully looked at the back of Zi Yuan's head, and then stretched out her hand to touch it. Usually, she twisted her ears or something, but this girl always grinned and screamed in pain. But this time, the old bustard put her finger on it, but Ziyuan's cry of pain could not be heard.

"What's wrong with you?" The bustard really panicked this time, she gently wrapped the gauze back on Ziyuan, sat down beside Ziyuan, held her cold hand, and asked, "But what's wrong? ? You can’t really have something, otherwise if Zhexue finds out, I really don’t know how to explain it?”

Hearing the word "Zhexue", Ziyuan's gaze dimmed suddenly, and she asked hoarsely: "Mom, sister is annoying me, and she doesn't want to talk to me anymore?"

When the old bustard heard that she was finally willing to speak, he finally breathed a sigh of relief, and complained: "You also know that you are wrong?"

Ziyuan nodded heavily, "I was indeed wrong, I was really ridiculous this time, how could I be so ridiculous that my daughter..."

"Hush..." The bustard hurriedly covered Ziyuan's mouth, and gave a wink to indicate that there were still a few generals from the palace guarding outside, and they must be listening carefully at the moment.

Ziyuan held back what she wanted to say, shook her head and said, "Sister... sister won't see me anymore, will she?"

The old bustard sighed, smiled wryly and said in a low voice: "She has always cherished you, so how could she not want to see you?"

Ziyuan was overjoyed, and shook the bustard's body, "Mother, please, let me see my sister, I just want to apologize to her!"

"What about after the apology?" The bustard couldn't help asking, and finally gave up without waiting for Ziyuan's answer, "You are a person who has no intentions, how can you understand what Zhexue really annoys you?"

"I know..." Ziyuan nodded, "I'm too ridiculous to make a scene in front of everyone and tarnish my sister's reputation."

"You..." The old bustard's face darkened, and she slapped Ziyuan's back hard, which made Ziyuan cough uncontrollably, "A paper bird is a paper bird, and it is always unintentional!" After finishing speaking, The old bustard got up, coldly picked up the soup on the table, and passed it to Ziyuan, "I don't want to serve you, so you can drink it yourself!"

"Mom?" Ziyuan was stunned, and took the soup, "Did I say something wrong again?"

The old bustard laughed mockingly, "Zhexue is a prostitute, how can she have a good reputation in the hearts of ordinary people in the world? Do you think Zhexue would care about this? Ridiculous... ridiculous..." Saying this, the old bustard glared fiercely at Zi Yuan With a glance, he opened the door, stepped out with a sigh of anger in his heart, and slammed the door hard again.

Ziyuan's fingers holding the bowl of soup and medicine trembled suddenly, as if she understood something, she lowered her head and stared blankly at herself reflected in the medicine soup—the topknot was slightly slanted, her eyebrows were handsome, but because of The three claw marks on his face gave him a dash of heroism.

Three years ago, even if she was disguised as a young man, she would not have the heroic spirit she is now, so she is often laughed at by her colleagues for being too feminine.

Could it be that this man's clothes have been worn for too long, and this man has been dressed for too long, so that my sister is in a trance, and she looks at herself in the same trance?

Ziyuan was terrified, thinking of the little things she had spent with her sister in the past three years, the tenderness that belonged to Su Zhexue, the affection of Su Zhexue, and the warmth of Su Zhexue, all vividly in her mind.

When this level of trance suddenly came to light, Zi Yuan suddenly felt that Su Zhexue treated him not just as a sister, but also...or...

"May I ask Lord Captain, after marrying Zhexue, will he treat each other with true love, or with close relatives?"

Su Zhexue's words came to mind again, her despair, her desolation, and her loss were all in her tearful eyes at that time, what she really cared about was not Ziyuan's recklessness, but Ziyuan's carelessness.

"Women and women...really...you can..."

"Boom!" The soup and medicine bowl in his hand fell from his hand in an instant and shattered on the side of the bed.

A burst of severe pain suddenly hit Ziyuan's head, tearing up everything in her memory instantly. The past was like debris blown up by the wind, circling and entangled in her mind, but she still couldn't restore those original pictures.

"Ah!" Ziyuan hugged her hair and let out a low choke, she didn't dare to think about Su Zhexue's thoughts, but a trace of fear rose in her heart inexplicably.

If one day, she forgets her sister, what will happen to her sister?Will he still treat her like this, or pretend to be a stranger and secretly feel sad?

"stop!"

"Heh, it's you watchdogs again! Mom specially ordered me to take care of Captain Captain, and the person resting inside is not your master, so why do you stop me?"

"Little girl, with sharp teeth and sharp mouth, how dare you call me a dog?"

"What? Did I scold you wrong?"

"I don't teach you a lesson, but you still..."

"What's the trouble? Young General Shen isn't here, are you brats going to rebel? If Zhexue is provoked and you can't rest well, you Young General Shen will blame you, and I want you to walk around without food!"

Ziyuan hugged her head on the bed and screamed hoarsely, but outside the room, the quarrel between Ah Ling, the madam and the general of the Shen family seemed to intensify, and Ziyuan's voice could not be heard at all.

"Squeak-"

The window was suddenly pushed open by someone, and a light figure jumped into the room, and quickly turned around to close the window. When she saw Ziyuan's miserable state on the bed, she threw herself to the side of the bed in great fear, and held Ziyuan tightly. Kite embraced her in her arms.

"Idiot, what's wrong with you?" Tears of fear fell tremblingly, Su Zhexue's voice was hoarse and mournful, "Don't scare my sister, idiot, don't scare my sister..." Su Zhexue looked around in a panic "Be patient, my sister will take you out of the window and take you to the best famous doctor for treatment!"

"Sister...sister...I don't want...to forget you...don't want to..." Ziyuan grabbed Su Zhexue's arms nervously and hugged her tightly, her body trembling because of the headache, "Sister ...It's my lack of heart...it's my fault...it's me..."

"Idiot..." Su Zhexue's heart warmed up, and she just shook her head, "Don't say anything, your body is more important than anything else, come on, bear with me, sister will take you out." Get up from the bed.

Ziyuan shook her head violently, grabbed Su Zhexue and sat back on the bed, "Sister... I'm not going anywhere... Just stay with me... okay?"

"But……"

"Sister... when I beg you..."

Ziyuan held her hand tightly, and fell on her knees, "Sister... If one day... I don't even remember you... You must...don't..."

"Idiot, what nonsense are you talking about?" Su Zhexue gently caressed the three claw marks on her face, feeling a pain in her heart, "You will be fine..." Fingers along the temple hair, slid on the back of her head, and gently stroked Then, her eyes were moist, "Even if you forget my sister, she will never leave you, she will always be with you..."

"Sister... you treat me... well... I will... feel guilty... will... will..." Ziyuan's voice gradually weakened, she tried to open her eyes, afraid that once she closed them, she would wake up again. , become another person.

"Even if you only have guilt...my sister won't...regret..." Su Zhexue smiled tearfully, looking down at Ziyuan's frowning brows, "I just want you...to live well...don't be like my mother Kiss and sister...so far away from me...leave me alone in this world...no one loves you..."

Her tears slid down her cheeks and dripped on Zi Yuan's cheeks.

"Sister...don't...cry...actually...if you don't..." All Ziyuan's efforts were in vain, she only felt that her eyes went dark, and all the objects disappeared in an instant like her severe headache.

If you don't dislike it, I can accompany you for the rest of my life and treat you with my heart.

Ziyuan didn't finish saying this sentence, and Su Zhexue didn't finish listening either.

Su Zhexue lowered her head and gently stroked Ziyuan's gradually stretched brows, "If you don't want to be as ridiculous as sister, sister will never force you." After finishing speaking, Su Zhexue leaned down and gently kissed The sleepy Ziyuan put a kiss on her lips, "Idiot, get better soon, okay?"

In this life, being able to get close to you quietly like this is enough.

Su Zhexue smiled slightly, wrapped her fingers around Ziyuan's, and interlocked her fingers, "Idiot, this heart is warm enough with you." Lowering her head sadly, Su Zhexue stared at Ziyuan with tears in her eyes, and murmured He muttered, "You are not wrong, it is my sister who is wrong, she wants too much..."

The quarrel outside the room finally disappeared, and it turned out that the old bustard dragged A Ling away from here, leaving behind a few generals of the Shen family who were scolded bloody but did not dare to talk back.

A-Ling stopped slightly at the end of the corridor, looked back at the closed door, and suddenly said to herself: "Sure enough... there are hundreds of kinds of Gu, heart Gu is naturally formed, and if an idiot is caught, he will never die."

The old bust knew what she meant, and quickly explained: "Zhexue is a measured person..."

"I know what kind of person she is, and I will never doubt her loyalty." Ah Ling smiled coolly, "Now I am worried about that wooden man, do you have a heart?"