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"Hiss!"

The pain in his body was replaced by a heart-wrenching pain. Yan Ling suddenly opened his eyes as he was awakened by a basin of cold salt water.

With the hot and humid wind blowing through the wooden house, her eyes lit up with hope as she looked at the two colored flying needles and embroidered shoes in front of her. Sister, quickly save me! "

That person lightly retreated a few steps, pulling away from Yan Ling's bloody hands that wanted to wrap their arms around her skirt, and gently lifted the corner of his bright red lips.

"Big sister must have been confused, right? The wife of a sinner is a crime, and Shuang'er cannot save you. "

"Shuang'er, you …" The blood on the corner of Yan Ling's mouth had yet to dry. He stared at Yan Shuang with wide eyes. "Didn't you say that you would save me once this is done?" "Yi said that after I finish this, I'll be his imperial concubine …"

"Pa!"

Yan Shuang squatted down and looked at the swollen old man, Yan Ling, who was covered in whip marks and blood all over his body, as he coldly lifted the corner of his mouth.

"If Brother Yi really cared about you, how could he let those people question you like this?" Without a sound or sound, Yan Shuang's voice was filled with laughter, "The person he admires is me, why would he marry you?"

"You're lying!" Yan Ling retorted with a trembling breath.

The hot air seemed to instantly freeze into ice, and the clatter of the soles of his shoes sounded like someone stepping on Yan Ling's heart, which was getting colder and colder.

"Since you have been promoted to the title of Crown Prince's consort in the capital, how could Brother Yi possibly marry you?" Yan Shuang bent down and looked straight into her eyes. She squinted her eyes and mocked, "Not to mention, you're already a woman that the crown prince has met."

These words were as bone-piercing as a cold winter wind. Yan Ling's face was deathly pale as he coughed with all his might. His entire body was trembling as he fiercely retorted, "You know that I've never let too …"

"Even if you were to protect yourself like jade, he would not believe you!"

Yan Shuang ruthlessly interrupted her, her normally amiable face becoming incomparably sinister: "This time, everyone in the scheme did not want you to live!"

The pain in his body had already become numb. Yan Ling suddenly choked and looked up at Yan Shuang with trembling eyes, "Shuang'er, tell me, this is all fake …" You lied to me... Isn't that right? "

"It's just a piece of chess, who would have the time to lie to you?" Yan Shuang loudly laughed as she looked at the blood-colored, tattered clothes that she wore, lying on the ground with her back bent.

"I won't …"

Hot tears flowed from her eyes. Her crescent-shaped nails dug into the ground ruthlessly. "We are blood sisters from the same mother. How could you be ruthless …"

"Heh, sister?" Yan Shuang smiled until she bent over, and the maid behind her tactfully gave her a handkerchief to wipe away her tears. "A baby that was abandoned in front of the Prime Minister's Estate since childhood, you still want to bleed the same blood as me?"

"Impossible!" Yan Ling gasped and shook his head heavily, blood trickling from his lips.

Yan Shuang kicked her around a few times before she lay face up on the ground, dying.

"How has father treated you since you were a child? What did Mother do to you? How do the elders treat you? The two of us look so different, do you need me to explain? "

The burning sun shone on her wound, making her feel as if she couldn't feel the burning pain. Yan Ling, who was curled up in a corner, weakly replied, "I thought it was because they liked your personality more …"

"You are just a pawn my mother prepared for a rainy day a dozen years ago. Now that you have lost your value, even if you live on it will be useless!"

"Pu!"

As soon as Yan Shuang finished her sentence, she saw Yan Ling, who was trembling violently in the corner of the room, spitting out a mouthful of blood.

"Although the Crown Prince is a very good king, but who told me to like Brother Yi? "Since father dotes on me like that, I will naturally help brother Yi become the new storage monarch!"

The bright sunlight reflected on Yan Shuang's beautiful face. Yan Ling suddenly thought of the three words "Asura" in his heart.

"You told me that the Crown Prince is ruthless and unbridled. When he ascends the throne, he will only harm the people!"

"If I didn't say that, would you have helped Brother Yi obediently?" Yan Shuang looked at her provocatively, raising her eyebrows and taking out a piece of paper to laugh out loud. "The crown prince even asked me to bring the script for the poem that I helped you appraise before he brought the troops to the palace. Or did he already expect that he wouldn't be able to return?!"

"Yan Shuang, you shameless!" "Ah!"

With a loud roar, Yan Ling coughed out a large pool of black blood.

In a trance, the smiling man with the jade crown moth appeared again. He said, "When I first saw your poem, I admired you."

She felt a pain in her chest and closed her eyes.

The bird cry accompanied by the cool morning breeze swept past. The person on the bed shook violently and slowly lifted their ciliary feathers.

Am I not dead yet?

Sitting up and looking at the familiar yet unfamiliar room, Yan Ling gulped in disbelief. This was her courtyard before she left the pavilion, could it be that she was dreaming?

"The young miss is awake?"

A voice was transmitted through the open door as the pink-clothed maid brought a basin of water into the room.

"Qing'er …"

After some work, he tidied himself up and sat down in front of the copper mirror.

As Yan Ling looked at his innocent face in the mirror, tears welled up in his eyes.

"Miss, what happened to you?"

"You must have been dazzled by the makeup." Her eyes were deep, and she firmly smiled as she looked at herself in the mirror. "Did Shuang'er invite me to have breakfast with her at the Qianxin Courtyard?"

Qing'er was stunned for a moment before becoming a little flustered. She pursed her lips and said, "This servant was just about to tell young mistress …" "How did the young mistress know?"

Not only do I know about this, I also know that from now on, I will no longer be that cowardly spout from my previous life!

She took a deep breath, got up, and walked to Joan's Heart.

Yan Shuang was already waiting at the door. When she saw Yan Shuang, she immediately grabbed her hand and smiled affectionately.

"Elder sister, you're finally here. I've specially made someone to make you your favorite lotus seed soup. Quickly try it!"

Following the direction of her strength, Yan Ling looked at the hand he held with her. A flash of disgust appeared in his eyes before quickly disappearing.

"Good ~"

After having breakfast, Yan Shuang pulled Yan Ling into the room mysteriously.

"Elder sister, do you know Liang Yi?"

He quickly lowered his eyes to conceal the light in his eyes. After a few breaths of time, he smiled and raised his head, "You know that I have been in the residence for a long time, tell me quickly."

The fragrance of the budding pear blossoms wafted over from the table. Yan Shuang let go of her hand and stood up to look outside the window with a wistful expression.

"He's a graceful and elegant man. With his appearance and temperament, who knows how many girls have fallen in love with him!" She turned around and grabbed Yan Ling's hand. "Big sis will be tempted by it too!"

Brother Yi, the person you admire is me. How could I marry you?

As Yan Ling's mind was filled with these thoughts, he raised his head and asked Yan Shuang half-jokingly, half-jokingly, "Do you have any feelings for him?"

"I …"

Yan Shuang blinked her eyes, and when she looked back at her, she looked cute and well-behaved, "... Naturally, only big sister is worthy of such an outstanding person. "

Good? He was clearly gritting his teeth.

"Is that so?"

"Hm!" Oh yeah, big sister, I've already given the invitation to mother. Just remember that the time for the banquet is at noon. " Yan Shuang said.

"The sun must have been strong then."

The bright yellow sunlight shone through the window and sprinkled a layer of gold on the paper. Seeing the glimmer in her eyes, she smiled and nodded her head.