Yu Xiang was sitting on the shaking carriage at this moment, with a thick black cushion under him, opposite him was his brother with a burning eyes and a smile on his lips.

"I haven't seen you all night, why are you so haggard?" Yu Pinyan reached out to touch her sister Heiqing's eyes, and her gaze lingered on her glossy pink lips.

Yu Xiang patted his palm away and was angry, "Don't touch me!"

"The temper is getting bigger and bigger." Yu Pinyan shook his head and laughed, and said straight to the point, "I thought about it all night, have you figured it out?"

Yu Xiang has always loved flowers, and even the carriage is dotted with potted plants the size of a palm, fixed to the small table with barbed wire. The fat, tender and cute green halo supports two tentacle-like leaves, as if eavesdropping on the two of them.

Yu Xiang took out the flower pot and held it in his palm, and said to his brother seriously, "I thought about it all night and felt that some things were necessary to discuss with my brother."

Yu Pinyan moved his position and sat next to her, stretched his arms around her shoulders, his voice low and gentle, "Oh? What should Xiang'er discuss with me? I will listen carefully." A strong masculine aura also came to her face.

Yu Xiang shrugged his shoulders and tried to throw his big palm down. He failed to succeed after repeated repeated several times. Instead, he made him laugh repeatedly, and he had to speak with red ears, "Here, have you seen this potted plant?"

"See it." Yu Pinyan nodded with a smile.

"Look," Yu Xiang stretched out his fingertips and poked the green tentacles of the green halo, with a very serious tone. "This is a plant. Although there is something wrong with its root system, it is very rare, precious, delicate, fragile, delicate..."

Yu Pinyan had already heard the profound meaning of her words, and couldn't help laughing. She was stared at her beautiful eyes and quickly sat upright and nodded in agreement, "Yes, she is indeed very precious, very rare, very delicate, very fragile, very delicate... She is the only treasure in the world."

Although the words meant to be a metaphor for him, Yu Xiang blushed when he heard his brother's serious praise, but quickly recovered from calmness and continued, "Look, it is now living well in this pit, but because of some people's whim, they want to dig it out and move another pit."

While she said, she endured the pain and pulled out the green halo from the basin and put it into the empty tea cup beside her, with a serious expression, "This new pit looks good, but the soil is not enough. Do you think it can live as well as before?"

Yu Pinyan pondered for a moment and smiled, "Xiang'er, don't mislead brother, you're moving around, not the same thing is still in the brother's pit."

Yu Xiang was frustrated and couldn't help but wipe his face, but forgot that his fingertips were still stained with soil, and he immediately painted himself into a little cat.

Yu Pinyan couldn't help laughing and leaned over to kiss her erect nose, but she pushed it away with a firm tone, "Okay, even if it's the same pit, don't forget that there is a problem with the root system of this plant. It requires a lot of soil, a lot of nutrients, and a lot of careful care. Although this pit looks big and the soil is fertile, it will not only plant this plant. Sooner or later, there will be ash trees and weeds in this pit. They will crazily rob everything about this plant and eventually cause it to die. You have worked hard to raise it for fifteen years, do you have the heart to see it die?"

After talking for a long time, he was still jealous and wanted to monopolize himself. Yu Pinyan held his forehead and smiled softly, hugged his sister's shoulder and shook it gently, "Xiang'er, brother's good Xiang'er, how can you be so cute?" He was so loveful that he had fallen into his bones.

"Don't touch me!" Yu Xiang's stomach began to throbb and he pushed his brother away viciously.

Yu Pinyan almost burst into tears. While replanting the poor green halo into a small flower pot, he whispered, "What if only this plant is planted in this pit from beginning to end? Will she take root?"

Yu Xiang's eyes flashed slightly and he said vaguely, "Who knows? Looking at only one plant now, it's hard to say in the future. After all, this land is too fertile, and everyone wants to occupy that corner."

Yu Pinyan planted a green halo, took out a handkerchief to wipe his palms, and helped his sister wipe it, even cleaned the gaps of his fingernails, and spoke slowly. "Did Xiang'er remember that his brother was accused of murder and imprisonment in his early years?"

That was when Yu Pinyan was twelve or thirteen years old. Yu Xiang was still in the future, but a trace of memory remained in her mind. She nodded, her attention was completely attracted.

After wiping his fingers, Yu Pinyan went to help her wipe her face, with a gentle and doting expression, but the words she spit out were amazing, "I just turned thirteen that year, and I was still a young boy who didn't know the world. One of my so-called close friends took me to the literary party, but in fact, that place was the brothel Chuguan."

Upon hearing this, Yu Xiang couldn't help but grin and his eyes were very fierce.

Yu Pinyan's just rising hostility disappeared by her cute expression. She hugged her shoulders tightly and continued, "I lost consciousness not long after I went in. When I woke up again, a typhoon-prostitute with skin covered with ulcers was lying on me to prepare for action. I can still smell the stinking smell of death from her body."

Yu Xiang's heart crunched and asked in a trembling voice, "She, does she have bayberry sores?" This move is really poisonous! Not only did it cause his brother to get an incurable disease, but it also ruined his reputation for life. If it really succeeds...

She didn't dare to think deeply, and hugged her brother with her hands, patted her gently, and her clear and gentle eyes as clear and gentle as water seemed to be saying - Don't be afraid, it's all over, everything is over.

Seeing that she heard this dirty past, Yu Pinyan not only did not reject herself, but felt caring for herself. Her already soft heart defense slowly melted away and continued to whisper, "Fortunately, I woke up in time, pulled off the hairpin on her head and stabbed her to death, and then put on my clothes and ran away from the backyard. Because I was infected with the medicine, I staggered and walked along the dark alley to the most lively and brightest streets. That day was the Chinese Valentine's Day. When I walked out of the alley, I saw Chang Yafu and Yu Pinhong smiling in the crowd. I quietly followed them, watching them put on the river lanterns and exchanged tokens..."

"What then?" Yu Xiang held his fingertips tightly, and his heart thrust continuously.

"Then I soaked in the cold river for half a night, and was arrested by the yamen runners in the early morning and was imprisoned in prison." Yu Pinyan's eyes were empty and he fell into memories.

"What then?" Yu Xiang felt so uncomfortable, but he couldn't help but want to know the follow-up.

"Then I had a high fever, and my ancestors came to the prison to see me. I told her that I wanted to see my mother before I died."

"What then?" Yu Xiang's throat was dry.

"My mother didn't come, she just brought me one sentence."

"What's the matter?"

"She said I had defiled my father's reputation for life and said I was not worthy of being my father's son." Yu Pinyan's low voice was full of sarcasm.

Yu Xiang was already crying before he knew it, and his eyelashes were covered with crystal tears.

Yu Pinyan looked down and his heart was washed away by her tears. He couldn't stop smiling, and his tone became calm. "After that, I felt that women were the dirtiest things in the world and were hateful."

Yu Xiang's tears came to an abrupt end and he stared at him in disbelief.

Yu Pinyan quickly added with a smile, "Of course, except for you and your ancestors." He held his sister's soft and tender little hand and placed it on his lips to kiss him softly, "Xiang'er, I'm very glad you are my sister, but not my sister. If not, I wouldn't be moved by you. Apart from you, I will never be moved by the second woman again. You can believe me!" After saying that, he kissed the tears that were hanging on my sister's eyelashes.

Yu Xiang blinked, then blinked again, and asked with a dazed expression, "When did you like me?"

Yu Pinyan pondered for a moment and smiled helplessly, "I don't know either. But one day, when I picked you up, I suddenly realized that I was reluctant to let you go."

This sentence is simple and simple, but it is like a surging tide, rushing wave after wave to Yu Xiang's already vulnerable heart defense. She stepped back a little and smiled brightly, "Okay, my precious plant has taken root in your pit. You must water and fertilize it on time."

"How to water and how to fertilize?" Yu Pinyan's heart was filled with endless joy, but he forced himself to suppress his face and gently and slowly rubbed his sister's slender waist.

Yu Xiang's ears were pointed and his face was noble and cold. He pointed to his pink lips, "Here, I'm thirsty here."

Yu Pinyan smiled softly, and after laughing, he suddenly leaned over. He first took her lips and licked them inch by inch, then pried open her teeth and sucked wildly. His big tongue sucked the little tongue and kept stirring it, making a shameful sound of water. The two hugged each other tighter and a full cup of tea left apart, and a thread of silver thread was pulled between their lips.

Yu Pinyan pressed his sister's swollen lips with her fingertips, with a smile in her eyes and a hoarse voice, "I knew my brother would kiss you, so I applied peach-flavored mouth fat?"

"Yes." Yu Xiang admitted frankly and threatened, "If you break your promise in the future and flirt with flowers and plants, I will add arsenic to my mouth fat. Let's kiss you twice and go to hell together."

Not only was Yu Pinyan not scared by her, but instead smiled happily, "Xiang'er, you are so sweet! Such vicious words are sweet when you say them from your mouth..."

His hoarse and low voice gradually disappeared into the four lips that were kissing. When the carriage arrived at the Hou Mansion, Yu Xiang's eyes were already in spring, his waist was sore, and his lips were red and swollen. He looked like he had been loved countless times.

Yu Pinyan took off his coat and wrapped it in her house. Yu Xiang glanced at the old lady and hurriedly buried her face with guilt. Only when Jing Fu's courtyard was relieved.

Taohong Liulu sent away the Marquis and surrounded the bed and asked, "Miss, have you agreed with the Marquis? What are the regulations for the future?"

Yu Xiang licked her almost skin-breaking lips, with a sweet smile, "The agreement is over, you will have to call me Mrs.

Taohong jumped up happily, but Liu Lu was worried, "Miss, how should you deal with your identity? How can you explain the old lady?"

Yu Xiang sighed, "Brother Identity will help me deal with it. As for the old lady, I can only rely on time to solve the problem. I really can't bear to leave my brother, I hope you can understand."

"Be considerate and considerate, naturally considerate. The Marquis and the Miss are born together!" Taohong nodded hurriedly. Liu Lu pondered for a moment and encouraged, "Since the lady has made up her mind, I will definitely follow her. It would be much better to continue to stay in the Marquis' Mansion in the future than elsewhere."
Chapter completed!