Growing up, everything the brothers ate went through meticulous poison testing procedures.
"Luo'er is not another woman." Xuanyuan Yu said seriously, "She is the woman I like, and she will be your future sister-in-law."
Xuanyuan Ze's eyes flashed with deep surprise.
He raised his head and stared at Ling Luo with his peach blossom eyes, which were the same as Xuanyuan Yu's, as if he wanted to stare right through her.
Ling Luo was a little frightened by this look, but she still maintained a gentle and polite smile on her face: "Hello, Ze."
"I'm not good." Xuanyuan Ze narrowed his eyes and replied unceremoniously.
Ling Luo wasn't upset at all, she just thought that he was a naughty big boy and it was reasonable for Ze not to accept him.
"Brother, Jingshu is back and said that a woman broke her eyes and her sister Jingying is also missing." Xuanyuan Ze looked at Ling Luo with meaning.
Ling Luo's eyes darkened.
Jingying's body was taken over by the cheap dragon, and his soul was forcibly squeezed out of his body. It was no different from death.
"Jingshu said that the woman's name is Ling Luo. She is the daughter of the general of the small country of Xijiu. She has a surly character and is extremely arrogant..."
"Ze, that's enough." Xuanyuan Yu's eyes narrowed dangerously, and his voice was full of displeasure, "You will know what kind of person Luo'er is as time goes by. Don't listen to outsiders' slander."
Seeing Xuanyuan Yu defending Ling Luo, Xuanyuan Ze shut his mouth knowingly, but his eyes were like knives, looking back and forth on Ling Luo's body.
Ling Luo seemed not to notice, and said: "Yu, it's too cold outside, and his health is too bad. Let's take him back to Bingyao Temple first."
"I'm not going." Xuanyuan Ze's temper was a little stubborn, and he stared at Ling Luo warily and said, "Brother, you come back to Jialan with me now. If you hang out with her again, Yang Yue will be heartbroken to death."
Xuanyuan Yu freed up a hand and directly put his brother who was in extremely poor health on his shoulders, saying: "You are the one who worships Yang Yue. If she is sad, you should be the one to comfort her. It has nothing to do with me.
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"But brother..." Xuanyuan Ze lay on Xuanyuan Yu's shoulder, with a worried look on his face, eager to explain something.
"Since Yang Yue has married you, you are her husband. How long are you going to keep this secret from her?"
Xuanyuan Yu responded with silence. But he could feel the tense body of the person on his shoulders.
"Since you like her, you should find a way to attract her attention to yourself instead of indulging her and finding other men. Ze, I say this, do you understand?"
Stepping foot after foot into the soft snow, Xuanyuan Yu's voice sounded meaningful.
Xuanyuan Ze grasped his brother's shoulders tightly, remembering that when he was a child, he was like this, nostalgic for the warmth of his brother's broad shoulders.
They are obviously twins.
One is so good, the other is so weak.
Sometimes, he really envied his brother. Why wasn't he the one who was born five minutes earlier?
"But since you are here and your old illness has relapsed due to the cold, let me, as your elder brother, take care of you for a few days." Xuanyuan Yu sighed softly, with a hint of helpless doting in his words.
The person on his back remained silent. Xuanyuan Yu was a little worried, so he called out tentatively: "Ze?"
No response.
"Luo'er, please help me see what's wrong with my brother?" Xuanyuan Yu's voice was a little anxious.
Ling Luo walked over, frowned slightly, and said, "He seems to have fainted."