Qin Xiuyuan originally took a carriage from the Qin Prime Minister's Palace to the Regent's Palace.
Halfway through the downtown area, I heard someone talking about Princess Meng'an, so I got off the carriage and walked slowly.
He knew that his sister was injured in an assassination, and later he also learned that she was injured near the Regent's palace and was rescued by the king, so he wanted to recognize the Regent as his father.
But he didn't know what the so-called disfigurement meant, let alone why Xi'er was accepted as a disciple by Shuiqin Pavilion.
I wanted to hear more, but accidentally discovered Qin Jiaoxi who was shopping.
Although she was veiled and far away, Qin Xiuyuan still recognized his biological sister at a glance.
Looking at that thin little body, he felt a slight suffocation in his heart.
Xi'er, she has lost weight again.
I haven't seen her for more than a year, but she is even weaker than Qin Jiaoyue.
But at this moment, the twinkling smile in the eyes on the veil was also something he had not seen in many years.
"Eh? Xi'er, why do I feel like there's a man over there who's been staring at you?"
In the silk and satin shop, Xunjiu'er, who had selected a few pieces of material, turned around and met Qin Xiuyuan's sad eyes. The fan she was holding in her hand almost made her fall out of fright.
"Xi'er, do you know that person?"
Qin Jiaoxi was even shorter than Jiu'er. He turned around and saw nothing, so he simply ran out of the shop.
"Where?"
As soon as he finished speaking, he saw a dark shadow blocking the light in front of him.
"Xi'er, it's me!"
Qin Jiaoxi was shocked.
This voice seemed so far away from her all her life.
"elder brother?"
Originating from the blood and family ties in one’s bones, one can judge who is coming without having to focus on memories.
In the previous life in the dream, her only brother Qin Xiuyuan was assassinated to save her on her tenth birthday, and he was already gone.
Time passed so long that she had never remembered that Qin Xiuyuan was still alive until she woke up in this life!
"Brother!" Qin Jiaoxi threw herself into Qin Xiuyuan's arms and hugged his waist tightly.
Qin Xiuyuan felt that the little man holding him seemed to have exhausted all his strength, as if he was afraid of losing him.
He suppressed the knife-like pain in his heart and choked out: "Xi'er, would you like to go home with your brother?"
"Don't worry, my brother will never let you suffer any injustice in Qin Xiang's Mansion this time. My brother would rather not go to school than to protect you in the mansion!"
Hearing this, Qin Jiaoxi slowly opened his eyes, took half a step back, and shook his head desperately.
No, she can't go back!
After seeing Qin Xiuyuan today, she couldn't even go back.
As long as she does not go back, she will not live in Qin Xiangfu, there will be no Beige killer, and she will not lose her brother.
Qin Jiaoxi's eyes became firmer.
"No, I won't go back!"
The little person was wearing a light blue skirt, but most of her face was covered by a white veil.
But the stubbornness and stubbornness in those eyes were definitely his.
Qin Xiuyuan slowed down his voice: "Xi'er, don't worry, with brother here, no one can ground you again!"
Qin Jiaoxi took another half step back with tears in her eyes, and suddenly reached out and pulled off the veil.
"Even if Xi'er has ruined her face like this, does my brother still want Xi'er to go home?"
Qin Xiuyuan looked at her in astonishment: "Xi'er, your face..."
Qin Jiaoxi smiled: "Yes, Xi'er ruined her own face, otherwise she would not be able to get out of Qin Xiang's mansion and escape her own fate."
"So, brother, do you want Xi'er to return to Prime Minister Qin's Mansion?"
Qin Xiuyuan looked at her in shock.
"Why is this happening?"
How much grievance can a child under ten years old be so cruel as to destroy his own face?