Chapter 150: Sunken Hill (2)
At that time, Shen Miao had already married Fu Xiuyi, and it was a critical time for the succession. Upon hearing the tragic news, she hurried back to the mansion, only to see Shen Qiupao's deformed and swollen body.
Even though she was not close to Shen Qiu, they ultimately shed the same blood. She was heartbroken and distressed because of this and fell seriously ill, but Fu Xiuyi asked Shen Xin to go to war at that time.
The cold sunlight of that winter day, the wet corpse outside the pond, Shenqiu's pale and deformed face, and the somewhat ingratiating smile of the young man in front of her, overlapped like a sharp sword, stabbing her and making it impossible for her to breathe.
Shen Miao suddenly bent down, covered her chest, and gasped for breath.
"Sister!" Shen Qiu was startled. He helped her up and shouted outside: "Go call a doctor! Quick! Sister is not feeling well!"
A hand grasped Shen Qiu's arm. He turned around and saw Shen Miao holding his hand and standing up. He said to the back: "No need, I'm just a little tired."
"My sister is not well yet, so it's better to ask a doctor to come and see her." Shen Qiu shook his head, his tone full of concern.
"I'm fine." Shen Miao said to the hesitant Jingzhe, "You all go down."
Her tone was firm and calm, which made Shen Qiu stunned for a moment.
"Sister, what's wrong with you?" Chen Qiu asked. As soon as he said this, he felt a little annoyed that he had said it too harshly. He usually faced tough men in the army and forgot to be gentle with the little girl. So he slowed down his voice and said, "When I came back yesterday, I saw you trapped in the fire. My parents were terrified. Sister, why are you in the ancestral hall? Are you locked up?"
Shen Miao shook her head, looked at him and smiled: "It's been a year since we last met, how are you, big brother?"
"Ah?" Shen Qiu was a heartless man. Upon hearing this, he scratched his head and laughed, "I'm okay. That's how the army is. I've made a few small contributions. Wait for His Majesty to reward me. You can pick the one you like, sister." After saying this, he seemed to think of something and said happily, "Oh, by the way, Dad hunted a fire rat a while ago and skinned it to make a cloak. I'll have the servants bring it to you later. The cloak is invulnerable to swords and guns, and is impervious to water and fire. If you had that cloak, you wouldn't have been burned yesterday..."
Before he finished speaking, Shen Qiu even froze, Shen Miao stepped forward, wrapped her arms around Shen Qiu, and rested her head on his chest.
Even though they were biological siblings, they weren't children anymore. For a moment, Shen Qiu felt a bit embarrassed, yet also a bit happy. Shen Miao hadn't been this close to him for a long time, and for a moment, he was flattered. He felt a bit happy, but then his heart sank. Thinking of Shen Miao's temper, she must have been deeply wronged by being so close to him today.
He asked anxiously, "Sister, did someone bully you? If so, just tell me and I will beat him half to death..."
He spoke with righteous indignation, yet Shen Miao felt like laughing. Madam Mei had a brother who was incredibly talented and had advised Fu Xiuyi in the previous dynasty. Fu Xiuyi's subsequent doting on Madam Mei might have been due to her brother's contributions. Shen Miao herself had once been envious, but by then, Shen Qiu was already dead.
It seemed like she hadn't felt the joy of having someone to lean on for support in a long, long time. Life was a time for one person to fight alone, splitting one person into countless individuals. So perhaps her previous life's crushing defeat at the hands of Madam Mei was simply a loss due to her own weakness.
The feeling of having someone protecting me now is so beautiful that it seems unreal.
She slowly loosened her hand and raised her head to meet Shen Qiu's concerned gaze.
"Sister..." Chen Qiu was also startled. The girl before him had bright eyes and fine teeth. When she faced him, her gaze no longer held the usual impatience and annoyance, replaced by a deepness. That feeling was somewhat unfamiliar to him, and he carefully examined the girl before him. After not seeing her for a year, Shen Miao had lost a lot of weight. Her previously round face now had a pointed chin, making her look much more delicate. Her delicate features became even more distinct. That innocence and childishness had disappeared without a trace since who knows when. When she looked at him, she was filled with a faint sense of relief and a kind of unknown loneliness.
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