The Group Pet Sister Became the Petite Bag of the Powerful Minister

Song Jingxian squeezed Song Zhao's tender hand, and she frowned slightly in pain.

But she didn't move, she still looked very quiet, too well-behaved.

"I'm sorry." She looked into his eyes and said softly.

Song Jingxian didn't know that this sorry was a hundred years late.

In his previous life, Song Zhao regarded his elder brother as very important, and was spoiled too much by himself.

In order to save her from the cold poison of the elder brother, although she felt guilty and wanted to make up for it, she never felt that she was wrong, and she even confidently felt that she was the elder brother's biological sister, and the elder brother should have saved her in the first place.

But it wasn't until after her tragic death that she understood the truth that no one in this world will love you without a bottom line.

Therefore, she owed him a healthy body and owed him an apology.

"So you're here to atone for your sins?" Song Jingxian pulled his lips viciously.

He never regretted saving Song Zhao, nor did he resent the cold poison because of saving Song Zhao, he just felt chills about Song Zhao's attitude.

But after three years of suffocation, coupled with the pain of the cold poison attack at this time, his emotions have cracked, and he lost his mind when he spoke.

Song Zhao didn't say a word, it was atonement.

"Why did you come here now?" Song Jingxian's forehead was bulging with veins, and his voice was so hoarse that he could barely hear it.

Song Zhao was speechless.

She still couldn't forget that in her previous life, she tried desperately to explain to her elder brother that she was the king of medicine who spent two days and two nights trying the medicine herself, so she begged for the shenzhi grass.

In those two days, life was worse than death, and he even suffered from a three-year-long illness, so he could only hide in the house to recuperate his body.

It's not that she doesn't want to take care of him, but that she can't.

But he didn't believe it at all, he thought she was making excuses for the aftereffects of her naughty water play.

In this life, Song Zhao doesn't want to be caught in endless arguments anymore, it's very meaningless.

She just wanted to find the medicine king and speak with evidence.

"You think I need your apology right now?"

The quieter Song Zhao was, Song Jingxian felt that she was guilty of her own selfishness.

After all, Song Zhao is such a person who can't afford to suffer, and he has to say why he has no reason.

When she doesn't argue, it means she has a problem.

The more Song Jingxian thought about it, the more disappointed he became, and couldn't help scolding, "Song Zhao, how can you be so selfish, how can I have a sister like you!"

Song Zhao remained silent.

No matter what Song Jingxian said next, she remained silent and quietly endured his resentment.

Facing such an invulnerable Song Zhao, Song Jingxian was very powerless, and felt that it was meaningless to say anything.

"I'll help you to rest." Song Zhao waited for him to stop talking, then helped him to the couch.

If you don't drink the medicine, you will be cold.

"You don't need to pretend to be kind." The late compensation will only make him more disgusted, Song Jingxian pushed Song Zhao far away, turned around and didn't look at her, "You go out, I don't want to see you."

Of course it was impossible for Song Zhao to leave, but she also knew that Song Jingxian would not obediently listen to her.

So she stretched out her hand and hit Song Jingxian's nerve-numbing acupoint from behind, directly knocking Song Jingxian out.

Following her, she dragged Song Jingxian to the bed with great effort.

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Every time Song Jingxian had an attack of cold poison, his body would tremble uncontrollably, even in a coma.

But tonight was very different.

In a daze, he felt a limp hand wiping a handkerchief on his body.

That kind of careful care made him very greedy.

Ever since he was seen out of control during the first cold attack, no one dared to take care of him at night like this.

After a while, the mouth was pried open, and the warm concoction was fed mouthful by mouthful.

Soon, the coldness in the body seemed to be suppressed, and the whole person became warm, and the comfortable brows relaxed.

He wanted to open his eyes, but it was so comfortable that he couldn't help falling into a deep sleep.

Looking at Song Jingxian's peaceful sleeping face, Song Zhao couldn't help thinking that after the Song family collapsed in the previous life, Xia Qingyao told Song Jingxian the truth in order to avoid suspicion.

At that time, Song Jingxian couldn't bear the blow, and the cold poison rushed into his brain, and he couldn't die with peace.