Pretty Her

He had informed her that he wanted to drink her blood as an antidote, and lied to her with conscience, and he had sought her antidote for many years.

He handed the words to her ear, word by word, "Only you can save your brother."

She blinked and asked, "But the elder brother said clearly that he didn't want to drink bitter medicine anymore. Isn't it because the elder brother didn't want to drink the antidote before because he was afraid of suffering?"

He didn't change his heart, didn't change his heart, calmly took back what he said, "Of course not. The blood of other people is weak, and only your blood can cure the elder brother's disease."

The girl looked at him tangled.

Yanyu picked up her wide sleeves, and moved a little bit up through the thin gown, waiting for the girl to return to her power, and he was captured in his hands.

He held down her wrist and couldn't refuse to say, "Awan said that she was willing to do anything for her brother. Would you like to repent?"

The girl shook her head: "I ... I ..."

He patted the back of her hand like a soothing bunny. "Awan obedient, my brother will repay you well in the future."

There was water vapor in her eyes, and there was no expression of joy on her face. After hearing what he said, she sobbed low, "Brother, you look so scary."

The speech stopped.

Scary? Where is it scary?

The appearance of his illness could not scare her, but the elegant posture of him scared her?

Words are not good at coaxing people, and there is no need to coax people, but whatever he wants will always fall into his hands in the end. Now he is helpless in the face of the sweet medicine he wants most.

At the end, Yuyu had to reach out and cry for her clumsily. "Don't be afraid, Awan is not scary at all."

Just when he thought she would continue to cry, she suddenly stopped her tears. "Indeed, my brother is so good-looking. Even if Awan is scared, just look at her brother and she will immediately feel relieved."

Hearing the words, he felt that something was wrong, and thought for a long time, he squeezed out a sentence: "Awan is really brave."

The girl stopped crying, lay on her lap cleverly, and shyly shouted what he wanted to hear: "Brother, as you wish, I will make your medicine."

The joy inside the speech almost overflowed, but the face was calm and polite, "Thank Awan."

He was ready for the onset, but didn't want to be safe, and kept her until night, before letting her go.

He was a man of gratitude, who had previously received her promise, and was satisfied, not only accompanied her back to the courtyard in person, but also immediately instructed the housekeeper to open a warehouse for exotic treasures, silk satin, and special valuables to her Yard delivery.

In order to be able to drink the medicine at the first time when he became ill, he sent someone to clean up the courtyard next to the study. It used to be the place where Mrs. Tai lived. It was luxuriously furnished, easy to get in and out, and feng shui. It was a treasure.

This place was originally intended to stay with the married couple of words, so that the couple can live in it. Now it is given to Wanwan, and a group of girls are served in the house to eat and wear, which should be the best.

The four girls who didn't pay much attention all of a sudden became the most precious money in the government.

Everyone in the house was surprised, and quietly inquired, they all wanted to know what Yan Wan did, and they could even please the words.

The owner has always been indifferent to the younger sisters in the house, not to mention trivial matters such as daily life. This time, somehow, it was abnormal.

The other girls looked at them, and they were jealous, especially the six girls Yanying.

She jumped out of Madame Yan's belly. Although Mrs. Yan is the successor, it is better to give birth to the original metaphor, but she is quite prestigious in the government. Madam Yan loved Yan Ying a hundred times and held her in her palm, so Yan Ying has always been the most proud of these girls.

How can I not be annoyed if I have been grabbed the limelight now?

Yan Wan just lived in the new yard, and Yan Ying rushed to the door. Upon entering the yard, his eyes were straight.

The layout of the courtyard was more gorgeous than the time when Mrs. Tai was there. Strange animals, fairy cranes and old turtles, all kinds of things. There are more than a dozen girls in the yard who are dedicated to feeding, more than those in her house.

The goalkeeper's wife saw her and smiled, "Six girls, are you here for tea too? A few other girls have come here today. Our girl is thinking about it, but she is still one, but you are lucky. coming."

Yan Ying scorned: "They're here for tea? Jokes, what good tea can she have in her room."

The woman laughed: "The first batch of Han Cui in Xingong this year, adults brought it over, and it tasted very good."

Yan Ying pursed her lips and clutched her fingers.

Even her mother drank it from last year. Yan Wan has used this year's new tea? You know, the first batch of Han Cui has always been for the emperor.

Yan Ying was dazed, and suddenly heard a soft voice: "Six sisters."

Yan Ying looked forward.

A sculpture of a daffodil gauze appears on the jade floor of the carved column. It is light and graceful, and looks up again. You can see a face like Bai Yu, slightly applying pink daisies, red lips, snow-like skin, lazy eyes, Opposite her eyes.

Yan Ying bit her corner of her mouth.

She stood here and felt like a girl. Although the preface was beautiful, but where can there be such momentum.

Yan Ying grabbed Yi Jiao. She came here today, not to drink tea or to read her words. She was used to going straight and never thinking about the feelings of others. At this time, she raised her face and said politely: "This yard is for the future mother-in-law. Yes, Sis, you shouldn't live here. "

Yan Wan reclined in the small building, "Are you accusing my brother of wrongdoing now? This courtyard, but my brother let me live."

Yan Ying froze.

Yanwan no longer cares about her, and orders Luyu to bring a new cup of tea. Luyu walks to Yanying, and according to Yanwan's gesture, breaks the cup in front of Yanying. It is respect.

Yan Ying's eyes widened and Wang Xiangwan said: "What do you mean! How dare you let a cheap slave humiliate me!"

Yan Wan said to Lu Yu: "Don't be afraid of Lu Yu, my sister always speaks vulgarly, you go down first."

Yan Ying trembled and swept towards the surrounding mother-in-law, "You guys, go and catch me."

No one moved.

In the past, the six girls had the favor of his wife, and no one in the backyard dared to disobey her. If they had obeyed her in the past, it would be different now. Everyone knows who the true master of Yanfu is.

Therefore, when the words of Wan Wan let people drive Yan Ying out, the mother-in-law's movements were exceptionally sweet.

After Yan Ying left, Lu Yu emerged from the back of the house, and approached Wan Wan, asking anxiously: "Girl, I'm afraid the six girls will go to the wife to sue."

The beauty dismissed it and laughed: "It doesn't matter. She talks to whomever she wants."

Luyu was afraid of Yan Yingying. She didn't care, because she was afraid that the four girls would be wronged. The four girls treated her very well, and she did not want to see her being abused.

Her mind was written on her face, and she could understand at a glance.

The beauties stepped away and headed towards the house. "Lvyu, remember, in the future, no one can bully our master and servant. You don't need to worry about me."

Lu Yu nodded: "I understand."

Over there, Yan Ying cried and complained to Mrs. Yan, adding jealousy, and after speaking, Mrs. Yan said nothing.

"Mother, why is my brother suddenly good to her, and I want to live in such a good house?"

Mrs. Yan frowned.

In these years, Yu Yan's indifference and indifference she saw in her eyes, he was suddenly surprised by his younger sister at home, which was really strange. However, since it was his decision, she didn't say much.

"Maybe your brother just got upset and saw her pitifully, so you gave her a good place to live. Don't mess with her first. After a while, your brother got busy. Where can you remember who she is? Pro again to help you out of today's evil. "

Yan Ying's eyes flashed, "Well."

One month after that, the speech was really busy. Just when everyone thought that the good fortune and favor of waning were about to disappear, the verbalization made the housekeeper pass the wanwan to the study.

He hadn't been back to the house for a month. Once he returned, the first person he saw was not Mrs. Yan or other people, but she was gentle.

Everyone was uproaring, their minds were different, and the only thing that was the same was their envy for words.

It is difficult to get the favor of words. But Wan Yan did it.

"Everything is ready." The steward replied softly, looking up.

At the top of the room, the four girls were sitting there quietly, without any fear on their faces.

When other people take blood, they will be more or less afraid, but the four girls are different, calm and calm, as if they have done this many times. What's even more rare is that she also actively extended her wrist, actually urging him to move faster.

The girl pointed to the room. "I don't want my brother to suffer. Drink my blood and he won't hurt anymore."

The steward said with emotion: a really good girl with deep sense of justice.

This time the blood was taken, which was different from the previous two. The first two cuts were made by fingers, and the other cuts were made this time.

The bright red blood, the white tender hands, the color contrasted, which was particularly shocking.

The housekeeper has taken blood so many times, but this time, she can't bear to start. The blood takes longer than before, in order to make her more comfortable.

He took half a bowl of blood and hurriedly sent him to the inner room.

The words of speech drank breathlessly, and they licked dry.

He is very sick. Sometimes it comes without warning, sometimes it can be unknown. This time, he had a foretelling and hurried back.

It may be because he knows that he no longer needs to drink bitter medicine. When he was sitting in the room waiting for the disease to come, he did not have the usual anxiety and panic.

When he thought of her, he had hope in his heart.

Actually he said wrong that day.

She is not his medicine.

She is his sugar.

It tastes sweet in the tongue, and even the sick are no longer terrible.

Fortunately, her father accepted her.

Yan Yuzhi drank his medicine and lay in bed for half an hour. He finally recovered his spirits and felt bored. He took a wheelchair and was ready to go outside.

As soon as I stepped out of the inner room, I saw her sitting outside.

One of the sayings is rampant.

He thought she was back.

The girl stood up and ran to him with joy: "Brother, are you better?"

He nodded. "Well, much better."

The girl sighed with relief: "That's good."

He asked curiously, "Why haven't you gone back? It's getting dark outside."

The girl's eyes were enthusiastic and innocent: "Due to worrying about my elder brother, I didn't dare to go back. Now I can see that my elder brother is really cured.

Her concerns are warm. He's heard so much flattery, and what he heard today, is the most touching.

Yan Yan raised her eyes to catch her eyes.

The delicate and beautiful face was pale, fragile as if it were a crushed petal. She licked her dry lips, looked away, and didn't dare to look directly at him, her eyes were weak and innocent.

He thought of the half bowl of blood he had just drank.

How could her thin, thin body withstand such torture.

Yan Yu felt a **** in his heart for a while, even with a touch of pity in his tone: "It's hard for you."

The girl smiled, "Awan is happy to be able to help the brother."

He Yuguang glanced at the bowl on the table, which was a tonic that he had prepared for him. He was afraid that she would be weak after taking the blood, so the doctor would prescribe the perfect prescription.

He moved forward, touching the porcelain bowl with his hands, and the medicine was cold.

The expression frowned, and immediately ordered the servants outside to go to the kitchenette to fry the tonic. The pot of kitchen decoctions has been roasted on the fire, and the remaining large pot of tonics is still warm.

After a while, the servant came in with a bowl of hot tonic.

In the words: "After drinking, go back."

The girl pouted, her voice soft: "Brother, can I not drink it?"

Shaking his head in words: "No. You have to supplement."

The girl muttered quietly and looked at him pitifully: "But the medicine is so hard, I don't want to drink it."

The words are lingering.

He also said such things when he was a kid, and when he said his throat was dumb, he had no choice but to swallow the bowl of bowls of bitter medicine.

No one knows more about how unpleasant it is to drink bitter medicine. Because he didn't want to drink bitter medicine, he called her to her, because she had to suffer this because of his sake.

The words hesitated for a moment, motioning to her to lean forward.

She sat obediently.

The words held up the bowl of pills, and tried to coax her in the softest tone possible: "Drink it, okay? Awan, drink the tonic, your body will not be affected by the blood.

Water vapor covered her eyes, and her voice was crying: "But it's really bitter."

He was stagnant.

Seeing her is like seeing your original self.

He stretched out his hand and stroked her forehead. "Guy Awan, my brother will feed you, and the medicine will not be bitter."

She didn't believe it, but still couldn't help asking: "Really?"

He smiled, holding his lips, and brushed her delicate eyebrows with his fingers. "Really."

A spoonful of soup medicine was fed in, and her face was wrinkled like anything. After drinking it, she kept snoring and looked at him with regret.

It's like blame him for not being deceived.

He immediately took the shortbread and handed it to her mouth. She nudged it for half a second, and then slowly opened her lips. "Another one."

He feeds her again.

She happily fell on his lap: "Brother, I want to finish this whole box of sugar."

Yan Yu bombarded her forehead. "Eating too much sugar will cause toothache."

She replied to him in the words he had said before: "Brother, it won't hurt."

When he had such intimacy with others, he kept her in front of her just to use her. But she treated him, but she was considerate and respectful, never making any request to him. She is as pure as a blank piece of paper.

Change to other people, I'm afraid he has been asking him for various things. He has a horrible power in his hands, and no one will miss this opportunity.

In words, she took away the candy box in her hand and stared straight at her, speaking slowly, and asked, "Awan, do you have any wish? Speak out, my brother will do it for you."

Deng Miao illuminates her face, and Bai's flawless side face is clean and beautiful, as bright as spring and bright as autumn moon. The small, thin lips curled up slightly, like pink plums blooming in the snow, and gently shyly and tenderly: "Brother, I have no wish for the time being."

She used the word interim. Very frank.

The words are no longer interrogative. He lowered the alert, took her hand, and examined the wound carefully. "It's **** and swollen. I asked the housekeeper to prepare the jade muscle cream. Are you ready?"

She happily took out her purse and pulled out a small jar of ointment. "Here it is."

He naturally took the ointment from her, patiently applied her medicine, and confessed at will: "Awan, you are not allowed to steal sugar at night."

She lowered her eyes sadly.

He added: "I'll have sugar in the future. Come to my brother, and he will feed you."

There was a moment of glory in her eyes, and she tugged at his sleeve delicately: "Well, brother is very nice."

He stopped, and stretched his hand to shave her pretty nose: "In the future, my brother will let you know what is really good."

Because of his illness, he rarely contacted people when he was a child. The sisters in the family have never been close to him. He has not really been a brother of anyone. Now he is her brother and treats her as well as her sister. Take good care of it.

She handed her cheek to the palm of his hand, and Sakura's lips evoked an imperceptible radian. "What my brother said, we shouldn't lie in the future."

He responded easily: "Well, don't lie."