The prince disliked her, and the legitimate daughter was reborn and married to the regent

"Hey, I..."

Yun Shuo's eyes had already looked over, Yun Nian could only swallow the words he wanted to say and slowly moved over.

Behind the door, Huo Daiyu touched Shen Ningsi's arm with his elbow and asked softly,

"Is this really okay? Isn't Sisi a little afraid of Yun Shuo?"

But after waiting for a while, Shen Ningsi didn't say anything. When she looked over with some confusion, she heard her vague voice,

"At least we are watching now and won't let him bully her. We can't always let Sisi take a step back. If we continue like this, she will be swallowed up like a frog in boiling water without knowing it."

The tall girl seemed to understand but not quite, and could only think that letting Yun Nian deal with it alone was a good thing.

At the table, Yun Nian felt a little awkward. After the window paper between her and Yun Shuo was broken, they almost never had quiet time alone. Either she was the only one making noise, or she was sulking and silent.

"Why are you out? It's cold at night, you should go to rest."

Yun Shuo turned the wine glass in his hand. His hands were just as beautiful as Yun Nian's, but they had a stronger feeling than hers.

His eyes were still clear, even though there were already several empty wine bottles beside him. I wonder how much he would have to drink to get drunk.

"Of course I come out when I want to. Do I need to tell you, brother?"

Yun Nian deliberately emphasized the last two words, which inexplicably sounded angry, but the other person didn't care.

"I was wrong. You can do whatever you want. So now, do you want to drink?"

He reached for a cup from the side and only poured a shallow amount of wine into it.

"Here."

Yun Nian didn't like drinking. She once secretly tasted the strong liquor in her father's cup. It was so spicy that she spat out her tongue. She cried and ran to her brother's arms, asking him to prepare candied fruit for her.

But as time went by, even she herself was not quite sure why the relationship between her and her brother had become like this.

She thought that the answer must be in the lost part of her memory. Who caused her to lose her memory?

Yun Shuo didn't seem to notice her gaze, he just pushed the cup forward and drank another one.

You can't tell from his face whether the wine tastes good or bad, it's just like water.

She leaned close to the cup and smelled it, then took a sip. The spicy taste immediately spread from her mouth to her nose, and then rushed to her eyes. She almost shed tears.

"so spicy!"

As she said this, she stretched out her hand and fanned her mouth, trying to hold back her tongue from sticking out.

But when Yun Shuo saw her look, instead of patting her shoulder to comfort her, he laughed out loud.

"Hahahaha!"

"Hahahahaha!"

His laughter seemed to carry an inexplicable sense of joy, and also had a bit of romantic charm that the noble ladies of Luochuan City would never see.

Yun Nian glared at him angrily, and he stopped.

"Stop drinking."

He reached out to grab it, but was blocked by his sister. He saw her drink it without hesitation, as if she was determined to go against her.

"Cough cough!"

The girl in front of him was coughing awkwardly, as if she was choked. Yun Shuo wanted to pat her at this time, but she stopped him with her hand.

"I don't want you to care. Don't you like other sisters? Why do you care about me? Anyway, my life and death have nothing to do with you!"

Yun Nian's words came crashing down. It was just a little bit of alcohol, but it made her feel dizzy as if her mind was churning. She didn't even know what she said.

She was still pushing and shoving, not noticing that Yun Shuo's pupils were beginning to become dilated.

The dull drunkenness finally surged up at this time, occupying Yun Shuo's mind fiercely like an army sweeping across the sky, and the self-control that he was so proud of was shattered.

He heard Yun Nian's words, but the words became fragmented when they reached his ears.

"What life and death?"

He pressed his forehead in pain, his scarlet eyes seemed to be filled with blood.

"I don't like other sisters. From the beginning to the end, I only love you, Sisi."

Yun Jiao? Not Yun Jiao. He had never treated Yun Jiao with a good face. Did Sisi misunderstand? Didn't he explain it clearly?

No, Sisi seemed to have lost part of her memory. Maybe she had confused his attitude towards Yun Jiao.

He wanted to explain, but he felt that everything in his sight was shaking.

"Sisi, Sisi?"

Sisi was clearly lying on the stone table, mumbling dazedly, but why was there only red in his vision?

Snow?

Is it snowing?

Yun Shuo was a little confused. The wine glass in his hand had turned into a piece of paper without him knowing. He couldn't see the words on it, but he could hear the voice coming from his own mouth.

"You still don't want to admit your mistake? Sisi, you really disappoint me. It seems that I must punish you."

No, that's not what he said. He would never say such cold words to Sisi, let alone punish her.

He loved her so much that he was willing to give up everything he had been holding on to in his life, including ethics, morals, and worldly truths. How could he possibly watch her fall into the cold snow?

Yes, snow! Sisi will be cold.

He suddenly remembered and was about to take off his outer robe and put it on the girl on the ground, but he found himself motionless, as if his soul was squeezed into someone else's body and could not move.

He saw "himself" showing a look of disappointment, saw himself tearing up the note, letting the cold snow cover Yun Nian's body,

He saw the whip come down hard on the delicate body with a sharp sound of wind, and when it was lifted up again, it brought with it a snowflake.

Why is there no sound? The whistling of the cold wind, the whistling of the whip, and my own heavy breathing,

But why didn't I hear Sisi's voice? She was most afraid of pain.

Yun Shuo wished he could break free and take the whip away immediately.

Who dares to bully his Sisi? Who dares to treat the eldest daughter of the Prime Minister's Mansion, the pearl of Luochuan City, like this?

His eyes were bloodshot and there was a sharp pain in his palms, but he was completely unaware.

"Brother, it hurts so much..."

That weak voice that seemed to be about to fade away sounded in my ears.

Yun Nian lay dying in the snow, wishing she could curl up to block the pain and cold.

Her eyes that once looked at Yun Shuo with admiration now only held deep hatred.

"Brother, why do you make me so painful?"

"No...I didn't...I didn't!"

He roared, and the scene in front of him suddenly shattered. It was still the same moonlight, and still the same person. The cup in his palm was crushed, and blood dripped down his palm.