"Yao Yao!"
Wei Zheng's expression changed drastically, and he rushed over to hug his sister.
He took off his outer robe and wrapped it around her, his voice filled with anxiety, "Why are you being disobedient again?"
Wei Yao just giggled and pointed at the snowflakes in the sky: "Pretty...like candy..."
Shen Qingtang watched this scene with a complex expression. Wei Yao was once a famous talented woman in the capital, proficient in poetry, lyrics, and prose.
However, he was defiled a year ago and has been mentally unstable ever since.
The Wei family's parents died early, and the brother and sister depended on their grandfather for survival. Now they have been exiled, which is truly a double misfortune.
"You can't even protect your own family, yet you accuse others of being cold-blooded?"
Shen Qingtang's voice turned colder, "Instead of sticking up for others, General Wei should think about how to keep your sister alive."
Wei Zheng held his trembling younger sister in his arms.
Seeing his grandfather's weak appearance, his face turned pale and then red.
Shen Qingtang's words pierced his heart like needles. He really had no right to judge others, as he hadn't even been able to protect his own family.
He pursed his lips, no longer refuting, but simply hugged his sister tighter, his eyes filled with helplessness and pain.
Seeing this, Lin Peirou was about to say something more.
But Shen Qingtang gave him a cold glance.
He swallowed the rest of his words.
Amidst the wind and snow, only Wei Yao's occasional silly laughter and coughs sounded particularly jarring.
Wei Zheng held Wei Yao tightly, gently patting her back with his palm.
Seeing the blood and foam constantly overflowing from her lips, her knuckles clenched until they turned white.
Grandpa Wei, standing to the side, coughed anxiously, his cloudy eyes filled with heartache, yet he could only call out tremblingly, "Yao girl... Yao girl..."
Among the surrounding exiles, several onlookers displayed varying expressions.
The wind and snow were still blowing, and everyone's eyes darted between the Wei siblings, Shen Qingtang, and the Lu family, before finally lowering their heads.
Shrink your neck and keep walking forward—on this road of exile, no one knows what they will encounter next; it is fortunate enough to take care of yourself.
Shen Qingtang looked at Wei Zheng's anxious appearance, but her eyes remained completely unmoved.
She turned around and helped her grandfather walk forward. The Wei family's affairs were none of her business, and she had neither the mind nor the energy to care.
No one knew that Wei Yao's condition was not entirely due to madness caused by the humiliation, but rather to the half-dose of poison she had swallowed herself.
After being defiled, she was utterly despondent and sought poison to end her life.
But they were discovered and rescued in time.
He survived, but his mind was affected by the drug's toxicity, causing him to be sometimes lucid and sometimes confused. His body also broke down, and he frequently coughed up blood.
Wei Zheng held his younger sister, his heart aching as if it were being cut by a knife.
He knew the bitterness in his sister's heart, but he was powerless to help her.
All I could do was whisper in her ear again and again, "Don't be afraid, Yao Yao, your brother's here. We'll find a warm place soon..."
Seeing this, Lin Peirou walked over at the right moment, her face showing just the right amount of worry, and said softly to Wei Zheng, "General Wei, don't worry too much. Miss Yao is a lucky person, she will get better."
Wei Zheng nodded to her and said in a low voice, "Thank you for your concern, Miss Lin." In this situation where everyone was on edge, a simple word of comfort seemed especially precious, and it eased his tense nerves a little.
He looked down at his younger sister in his arms. She had stopped giggling at some point and was staring blankly at the falling snow.
Suddenly, she gently grabbed Wei Zheng's collar, her voice barely audible: "Brother... you're cold..."
"Brother will warm you up."
Wei Zheng quickly hugged her tighter, warming her with his own body heat, and followed the group forward step by step with difficulty.
His figure appeared particularly frail in the wind and snow.
Wei Yao, who had been relatively quiet, suddenly screamed, "Don't touch me! Go away! Go away!" She struggled desperately, waving her arms and legs wildly, her eyes filled with extreme terror.
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