Evil Flower Chapter 55 Deep Bone Origin First Release Net

  His hand tightened, and Xia Yang instinctively wanted to pull back. He hated being touched, especially by Jing Fei's touch now. But the hand he was holding... His mind stirred, and he suddenly opened his eyes. The world in front of him spun dizzily, and through the blur, he saw a familiar face that had turned over countless times in his heart. He grasped her hand tightly, unable to suppress the turmoil in his chest, and could only close his eyes again.

  "Heavens!" Her eyebrows were furrowed due to physical discomfort, and her voice trembled with agitation.

  Tears streamed down Xia Tian's face as she thought about how her older brother had always been her protector, watching over her all these years. Now that he was so seriously ill, how could she not be heartbroken? She leaned forward, her face pressed against his arm, and her tears soaked through his sleeve.

  "Big brother!" A soft call, clear and deep, struck his heart. His clenched fists trembled slightly, his chest filled with a sharp pain and joy, he opened his mouth, but his throat seemed to be blocked, his eyelashes fluttered, and a tear rolled down the corner of his eye, forming a small water stain on his pillow.

  At the screen door, Jing Fan held the medicine in her hand and quietly watched them for a long time. "Time to take your medicine!" If it weren't absolutely necessary, she would never let them meet again.

  Xiatian sat up, wiping away tears with one hand while still holding Xiaoyang's hand tightly with the other.

  The scenery was hazy, and the medicine was placed in front of them. She glanced at the two hands tightly clasped together, and a hint of resentment flashed across her eyes. "Fourth sister, your big brother should take his medicine now. Can you feed it to him?" Her tone changed, and she spoke to Xiaoyang with a sarcastic tone: "Husband, in front of your dear younger sister, you must drink this bowl of medicine without leaving a single drop behind. Otherwise, Fourth Sister will be heartbroken. Can you bear it?"

  He let go of Xia Tian's hand as if he had been scalded, and Xia Yang's originally pale face turned from green to purple. His tightly closed eyelids trembled with each breath, his eyebrows twisted into a deep "川" shape.

  In the summer, he raised his head in surprise and looked at Jingfang, then lowered his head to look at Xiaoyang, feeling that these two people were very strange.

  A surge of vengeful pleasure rose in her chest, and Jing Fei smiled coldly as she handed the medicine bowl to Xia Tian. Would his suffering bring her joy?... No, her hands were empty, and her heart seemed to have emptied instantly too. Despite the imperial physician's diagnosis, he refused to take the medicine, so she had no choice but to call for Xia Tian. She wished it was herself feeding him the medicine, but now he wouldn't even let her touch him.

  The medicine in the bowl was dark and bitter, filling the nostrils with a pungent smell. In the summer, some sympathetic onlookers gazed at Big Brother, carefully scooping up a spoonful to cool it down before handing it to his lips.

  He slightly lifted his eyelids, and in front of him was a stubborn little hand holding a small spoon. The two were at an impasse for a while, but Xia Yang finally let out a sigh and opened his mouth to swallow the medicine.

  She raised an eyebrow and smiled, then scooped up another spoonful.

  Xia Yang no longer resisted, although his eyelids were slightly closed, he clearly felt her joy, and was infected by her emotions, his mood gradually calming down, even feeling extremely happy to be able to spend this moment so peacefully with her.

  In her eyes was a desolate wound, in her heart was an excruciating pain, the misty rain kept twisting the handkerchief, gazing at them, she only felt a surge of hot blood rushing to her head.

  The following days, Xia Tian was rejected again and couldn't understand why Jing Feng was being so unreasonable. Not only did he not allow her to visit her brother, but also borrowed Feng Lü away, citing that there were not enough servants to attend to him. That little girl heard the news and didn't even stay for a moment, she just bowed to Xia Tian and hastily followed Jing Feng away.

  Bored, depressed, stifled.

  She really couldn't stay in the General's mansion anymore. Her father was often away from home, her older brother was ill, and Xiaoxue had been busy with Xiaoyu for the past few days and didn't have time to come over. Even Fengliu had been transferred away. She stormed through the garden, dejectedly returning to her own small courtyard.

  Head-on.

  "Fourth Miss."

  In the Xiafeng Temple, a young maid holding a stack of clean clothes knelt down and paid her respects to her.

  She glanced over, and Xia Tian listlessly nodded and walked away. Suddenly, she had a change of heart and immediately regained her energy, turning back around. The girl hadn't even stood up straight yet when she saw Xia Tian standing in front of her again, and for a moment, she was stunned, half-crouching and half-standing there.

  The corners of her mouth slightly twitched, and Xia Tian picked up the clothes on the tray and took a look, her mind made up even more, only...

  "Do you know how to sew?"

  "Ah? Four... four... Miss Si, you... you spoke up!" Her mouth twitched twice as if she was about to burst into tears, but it was unclear whether it was from excitement or fear.

  Xiatian rolled her eyes and for a moment forgot that she was mute. "Can you or can't you?" She was getting impatient, and since she had already spoken up, she didn't want to restrict herself anymore.

  "Uh, yes, I will."

  "Alright." Xiatian smiled in satisfaction, winking at her with a sly glint in his eye, "I have some private business that requires your assistance, so come along with me for now!"

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