My sister is the queen

Jun Jinyu froze for a moment, only feeling a scent from the tip of her nose and a cold touch between her fingers permeating her body.

Her hand was so cold, it was obviously cold too.

After hesitating for a long time, Jun Jinyu finally suppressed the fear in his heart, and said tremblingly: "Cousin, your hands are also very cold. I can bear it, so I don't want it." Saying that, Jun Jinyu twitched Returning his hand, he made a gesture to take off the cloak wrapped around himself.

Seeing this, Changsun Jingchen pressed her hand and explained: "A martial arts practitioner, it's nothing to be so cold. It's His Highness who is weak."

"Then... I'll just wear it." Jun Jinyu said, tentatively twitching her hand held by Changsun Jingchen.

Changsun Jingchen's strength was just right, so that Jun Jinyu could neither feel pain nor break free.

"Your Highness, don't call my cousin anymore, it's strange."

Looking at Changsun Jingchen's smile, Jun Jinyu always had the feeling that the person in front of him was hiding a knife in his smile.She swallowed, and asked, "Then... what's that called?"

"Call me Sister." Zhang Sun Jingchen paused, then smiled slightly, "In the future, there will be other names."

"Oh." Jun Jinyu nodded, then twitched her hand vigorously, "Then sister, can you let go of my hand? My hand is a little hot, it's uncomfortable."

"It's fine if it's not cold," said Changsun Jingchen, letting go of Jun Jinyu's hand, "I have other matters to attend to, so I'm sorry, I'll see Your Highness later."

After things were almost arranged by Changsun Xuwen and Song Le'an, Jun Qian followed the procedure for encoffining.

Jun Jinyu went back to her palace, added thick clothes to her mourning clothes, and knelt down in front of Jun Qian's coffin together with the princes and ministers who had changed into mourning clothes.Among the large group of people, Jun Jinyu was the one who cried the most.Now she not only lost her father, but even her brother is still missing.

After the process was over, the ministers went to their own business.This change of king, busy things are not ordinary.

According to the etiquette, Jun Jinyu should have to stay in front of the coffin until night before any ministers came to persuade her to rest, so at this moment, apart from the guards guarding outside the hall, only Jun Jinyu is alone.

After all, Jun Jinyu is just a 14-year-old child.In this deserted and heavy hall, even if it was her father who loved her and doted on her lying in the coffin, she couldn't help feeling a little scared.

Jun Jinyu closed her eyes, trying hard to recall the details of herself and Jun Qian, so that she would not be so afraid anymore.

At this time, a gentle voice sounded from behind Jun Jinyu: "Your Highness."

Jun Jinyu was taken aback, and hurried forward a few steps before turning around.Seeing that it was the eldest Sun Jingchen, she was slightly relieved.Jun Jinyu supported the ground with one hand, and ran down her chest with the other, and said with lingering fear: "Biao... Sister, how are you walking... Why is there no sound..."

"It's because His Highness was too focused that he didn't hear me coming," Changsun Jingchen said, leaning slightly and stretched out his right hand to Jun Jinyu, "Your Highness, get up."

Pursing his lips, Jun Qian put his left hand on it.As soon as Changsun Jingchen exerted force, Jun Jinyu got up and fell into her arms.

"Your Highness, don't be afraid, I will accompany you." Zhang Sun Jingchen held Jun Jinyu in her arms, gently supported the back of her neck with her left hand, and patted her back with her right hand.

Jun Jinyu was nervous and scared at first, but perhaps Changsun Jingchen's movements were too gentle and comfortable, so she gradually relaxed.

Feeling the originally stiff body softening slowly in his arms, Changsun Jingchen let go of Jun Jinyu and distanced himself from her: "Your Highness, have you had dinner yet?"

Jun Jinyu shook his head.

After witnessing her father leave her yesterday, Jun Jinyu, who already ate less, completely lost her appetite.At noon, it was difficult to refuse in front of many ministers, so Jun Jinyu ate a little symbolically.In the evening, everyone went to their own business, no one was watching, and Jun Jinyu even resigned from dinner directly.

As if expected, Changsun Jingchen shook her head helplessly, put her hands on her shoulders, and asked, "Does Your Highness still remember what His Majesty told you before he passed away?"

"Remember." Jun Jinyu looked up, looked into Changsun Jingchen's deep eyes, and nodded.

"The whereabouts of Her Royal Highness is unknown, and Her Highness is Daliang's only hope now. If His Highness doesn't take good care of her body, what will happen to the Empress Dowager? What will happen to Daliang? What will the people of the world do?" Changsun Jingchen paused. After a pause, he stretched out his hand to caress her faint willow-leaf eyebrows, "Promise Minister, no matter what happens, you must take good care of yourself, you understand?"

"I see, sister."

Thinking of her mother, queen and emperor brother, Jun Jinyu felt unspeakable sadness in her heart.She agreed, but buried her head down again.

Seeing that she was sad, Changsun Jingchen stroked the back of her neck again, and said, "Your Highness has prepared porridge outside, can His Highness have some?"

"Ah."

"Your Highness, wait for a while, and I will fetch it for Your Highness." With that, Chang Sun Jingchen let go of Jun Jinyu, turned around and walked out.

After a while, Changsun Jingchen came back with clear porridge.Jun Jinyu was really obedient, and she was still waiting for her without moving a step.

"Your Highness, come here." After speaking, Changsun Jingchen knelt down on a cushion not far away, and signaled Jun Jinyu to kneel on the cushion opposite her with his eyes.

Jun Jinyu obediently walked over and knelt down.Seeing this, Changsun Jingchen scooped a spoonful of porridge from the edge of the small bowl with a spoon, brought it to her mouth and blew it before sending it to Jun Jinyu: "Your Highness, open your mouth."

Jun Jinyu was taken aback, and declined, "Sister, I'm 14 years old, I can come by myself."

"Pfft——" Changsun Jingchen was so cute by Jun Jinyu that she couldn't help laughing softly in front of Jun Qian's coffin.Realizing that she was impolite, Changsun Jingchen suppressed her smile and said, "Then His Highness swallowed this stutter, and the rest of His Highness will do it by himself."

After hesitating for a while, Jun Jinyu still leaned forward under the gaze of Changsun Jingchen.Taking a spoonful of warm porridge that was neither too hot nor too cold, Jun Jinyu immediately felt much better.

Changsun Jingchen handed the rest of the porridge to Jun Jinyu, watched her finish eating quietly, and then nodded with satisfaction.

Since then, Changsun Jingchen was afraid that Junqian would be alone, so she accompanied Junjinyu to guard Junqian's coffin.After a minister came to persuade him in the middle of the night, Jun Jinyu followed Song Le'an back to his palace obediently, adhering to the principle of cherishing himself.

Changsun Jingchen sent her outside the hall, and wanted to follow her to accompany her, but because of the "difference between men and women", she finally held back and did not follow her in.

"Your Highness." Changsun Jingchen called softly.

Hearing this, Jun Jinyu, who had already stepped onto the steps, turned around again.

"Don't be afraid alone, rest well."

"I will." After nodding, Jun Jinyu stepped into the hall accompanied by Song Le'an.

The author has something to say: it is still sweet, and the full text of the relationship between the two is not abusive.