The carriage was turning wildly, and the sun was scorching at noon, scorching hot on the earth. In the carriage, Xu Qianxue looked pale and closed her eyes tightly, and her heart was cold. She regretted it for the first time, why did she ask for verification the day before yesterday?

If she was still confused at this moment, would she not have to suffer like this?

Xu Qianxue's face changed. I don't know how long it took, but a clear voice interrupted Li Luan's thoughts, "Miss, you're home."

Xu Qianxue's eyes opened, she raised her skirt, walked out of the carriage as if nothing had happened, and stopped in front of Xu's house. The girl was silent for a while and entered the courtyard. No matter what, she would not join outsiders to harm her younger brother, even if her younger brother had already...

"Husband, what's wrong?" Lian Cheng changed into a long dress with lotus color, as if he had just taken a shower. His fair and crystal cheeks had dizzy snow muscles and a jade-colored glow. Seeing Xu Xing raise his head, he asked with concern.

"Sister is back, her face is pale, as if she is seriously ill." Xu Xing said softly with deep eyes: "I have to go and see."

Lian Cheng nodded and said worriedly: "Husband, I'm just about to tell you that my sister has been so haggard these days. It seems that she hasn't had a good sleep for several days and nights. Go and have a look."

Xu Xing stopped talking, and raised a breeze and came to the courtyard where Xu Qianxue lived first.

Although it was afternoon, due to the magic circle, the moist water vapor in the mansion mixed with the breeze came from all directions, which was cool and suitable. Xu Xing's face was quiet, and he stood at the end of the corridor with his hands in his arms, in an octagonal pavilion surrounded by water on three sides.

The sparse eyebrows and eyes were filled with a trace of gloomy air. At that time, the sun was clear, the water surface was sparkling, and the light and shadow were shining brightly and darkly, just like the state of mind.

No matter how slow he was, he had some unusual awareness of his sister's disbelief in the past few days.

"Let's ask later." Xu Xing sighed rarely, but in fact he had some guesses in his heart. He noticed that the King of Chu's attendant was patrolling outside the mansion last night.

With the fate of a young phoenix, is emotional entanglements inevitable? No, I will never believe it...

While thinking, he suddenly saw Xu Qianxue silently and rushed to the corner of the corridor. The girl's bright eyes were dull, and her steps were heavy and hard to get up. Unconsciously, the two steps ahead were staggering.

The figure flashed a few times, and Xu Xing had already held Qianxue's shoulder, with a clear hint of blame in his voice, "Sister, why are you so careless?"

"Uh...thank you." Xu Qianxue's eyes turned and she came back to her senses for a moment. When she saw the person clearly, she said in a trembling voice. She immediately woke up and realized that she had lost her words and forced herself to smile. Her voice was a little hoarse than before. "I'm fine, brother, tomorrow is the day of my mother's sacrifice. I've been thinking about this for the past two days, so I may not have had a good sleep. Just go back to the house to rest."

The girl explained, gently lifting her bare hands, spreading her palms on Xue's shoulders, and walking forward with a faint expression.

Looking at Xu Qianxue's back, Xu Xing's eyes were bright and dark. He was silent for a while, his figure flashed, but he grabbed a simple hand from behind and said softly: "Then I'll take a look for you."

"You..." Xu Qianxue was shocked and subconsciously wanted to break free, but she felt a warm current in her palm spread through her skin to her limbs and bones, which shocked her spirit. She was exhausted from sleeping for the past few days, like a tense string. She suddenly relaxed, her body became soft, and she fainted.

"Sister..." The gentle voice of the man in his ear was indescribable panic.

In the wing room, Xu Qianxue opened her hazy eyes, and in the vague lights, the first thing that caught her eye was a young man full of concern, with a gentle and caring eyes, and said softly: "Sister, are you awake?"

Xu Qianxue's lips twitched and she said with a slouching voice: "When is it?"

"It's time for You." Xu Xing was stunned for a moment, answered, and explained, "You fainted at noon. I saw that you were sleeping well, so I didn't call you. You should be hungry now. Liancheng just cooked some porridge, but it's still hot now. I'll bring it to you."

As he said that, he got up and went to scoo up the porridge.

Xu Qianxue calmed down and did not stop Xu Xing. When she looked down, she suddenly saw the pair of embroidered shoes under the couch. She was shocked. The hand under the brocade quilt moved, as if she wanted to check her clothes, but her beautiful black eyebrows frowned and did not move after all.

"Sister, Liancheng has just come to see you. I asked her to go back and rest now." Xu Xing said warmly, holding a steaming jade bowl, holding a warm bowl, reaching out to help Xu Qianxue with a faint face, and sitting in the corner of the embroidery couch, smiling and saying, "You have just woken up, so use less."

As he said that, he picked up the spoon and scooped the porridge, blew it gently, and handed it to the edge of Xu Qianxue's slightly pale thin lips.

Feeling the earnest care of the man in front of him, Xu Qianxue's eyes trembled. For some reason, she felt an unreasonable irritability in her heart. She turned her head and looked inside.

"Ling..." Unpredictable, the spoon flew down, making a crisp sound of porcelain cracking, and some of the porridge in the jade bowl spilled out. Xu Xing's smile unconsciously solidified on his face. He stood up silently, took a handkerchief, wiped his hands, walked to the table and scooped a bowl again.

Xu Qianxue turned around and looked at Xu Xing who had returned. Her clear phoenix eyes were lowered, her cherry lips twitched a few times, and she said guiltily, "...I'm sorry."

Xu Xing's face paused slightly, he was silent for a while, and said in a clear voice: "I don't blame my sister, I was not at ease just now, let's drink porridge."

"I'll do it myself..." Seeing Xu Xing scooping the spoon again, Xu Qianxue quickly pushed away the brocade quilt and reached out to pick it up. Suddenly, her arms were soft and she couldn't lift it up for a moment.

"I used mana to sort out your meridians. It may not be too effective when I woke up." Xu Xing explained and said softly: "I'll do it."

Xu Qianxue stopped insisting, mainly because she was a little hungry at this moment. Just like that, after eating about two small bowls of porridge, a layer of crystal clear beads appeared on Guangjie Mingyu's forehead, and her cheeks became much rosy at the same time.

"Get up and walk around to save food accumulation." Xu Xing felt relieved in his heart and suggested.

Xu Qianxue knew that what Xu Xing said was reasonable, and before she could think too much, she lifted the quilt and stood up, and placed her feet on the mat on the embroidery couch.

"I'll put on your shoes and socks." Xu Xing said softly, taking the embroidered shoes and silk socks beside him.

"Don't..." Seeing Xu Xing look up in surprise, Xu Qianxue's phoenix eyes flashed, and she pursed her lips and said, "Brother, I have the strength now."

Xu Xing was stunned for a moment, and felt a little embarrassed, and replied in a low voice: "It's OK."

This is not a future generation with enlightened atmosphere. I was eager to follow the power of the past, so I was not good at random now. I got up to avoid suspicion and went to pack up the bowl and spoon.

Xu Qianxue took the silk stockings, rustled and put on her embroidered shoes, and looked at her busy back with complex eyes.

"Sister, you'll go to the corridor alone later," Xu Xing turned his head to look at Xu Qianxue who was in a panic and avoided her eyes. He reminded her, and then silently said, "It's late at night. If there is anything, let's talk about it tomorrow."

After thinking about it carefully, I finally didn't ask any questions. I picked up the wooden pallet and walked out, and my back seemed a little lonely.

"Brother," Xu Qianxue, who was sitting on the embroidery couch, suddenly spoke.

"Sister has something to do?" Xu Xing had already reached the threshold at this time, turned around and asked with a smile.

Xu Qianxue raised her eyes and stared at the boy with a warm smile opposite her. Perhaps because of the subtle lights, the orange light like water softened the cold and slashed face. "Tomorrow is the day of my mother's sacrifice. You, Liancheng and me, go to the ancestral hall together."

"good……"

The word warmly speaks, and the girl's last struggle in her heart melts.
Chapter completed!