All Hail Cousin Brother

Unexpectedly, after a hundred days from her grandmother, she was imprisoned by Song Mingzhao in the most remote small courtyard of the Marquis of Zhenguo Mansion, claiming to the public that she was suffering from anxiety because of her grandmother's death.

Song Mingzhao used the most precious, most yin and poisonous medicinal materials to make her a medicine person, taking a drop of heart blood every three days, but it was because her half-sister Yu Jianjia was suffering from a heart disease and needed treatment. Her heart is blood and medicine is used to cure the disease.

Her biological father ignored her, she asked no one for help, and even death became an extravagant hope.

But for three years, she was tortured to such a degree that she was so thin that she was only skinny.

Song Mingzhao looked at her quietly, without stopping: "You are right, without you, Jiajia would have died long ago."

Murder is just that.

Yu Youyao clutched her chest and was out of breath from coughing. There was a morbid blushing on her pale face, showing a resurgence of tenderness.

"You are also going to die, so," Song Mingzhao stated the facts lightly, took out the embroidered handkerchief embroidered with green bamboo, gently wiped the blood from her lips, and whispered, "Give your heart to Jia. Can Jia be used as medicine?"

Yu Youyao thought in a trance that she heard it wrong, but she didn't respond for a while.

"Xie Shenyi has developed a new prescription. As long as you use your heart as medicine, Jiajia's heart disease will be completely recovered, and you will no longer have to suffer from this pain and blood." Speaking of this, Indifferent like Song Mingzhao, he couldn't help but get excited, and his eyes were full of fiery enthusiasm when he saw Yu Youyao.

I don't know, I thought he was looking at the woman he loved.

Yu Youyao didn't have the strength to scream and scold, and looked at him calmly, with a deep hatred in his eyes.

Song Mingzhao ignored her hatred: "Yaoyao, you can go at ease. After you die, the Marquis of Zhenguo will announce to the public that you died of illness."

Yu Youyao smiled sarcastically, yes, after being "ill" for three years, he really deserved to die.

Song Mingzhao paused in his voice, then said again, "I know, you and Sister Jianjia are deeply in love, and before you die, you can't worry about the sickly third sister..."

Is she deeply in love with sister Yu Jianjia?

Yu Youyao's eyes widened suddenly, and before she could speak, she heard Song Mingzhao's elegant voice: "I'll marry you and take care of your sister for you, so as to comfort your spirit in heaven."

Earlier, if Yu Youyao heard this, he would have lost his mind, yelled like crazy, screamed and cursed hysterically, and scolded the shameless couple.

But now, she just wants to cry!

This marriage was planned for her by the painstaking efforts of her grandmother when she was alive.

The grandmother thought about the meritorious deeds of the Marquis of the State, and the son Song Mingzhao was a talented person with extraordinary character. If she goes there in the future, the granddaughter will also have a good way out.

Yu Youyao also had some hazy longings for Song Mingzhao, thinking that Song Mingzhao was her sweetheart and fantasized about her married life.

However, she and her grandmother were both wrong.

Song Mingzhao is indeed a good man.

But not hers.

It is from Yu Jianjia.

For her, Song Mingzhao is a jackal in human skin.

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I don't know how long it took, Yu Youyao woke up chaotically, and heard her grandmother's surprise voice in her ears: "Thank goodness, my Yaoyao burned for a day and a night, and it can be regarded as a fever."

Immediately afterwards, her head sank, and she fainted again.

This coma is another whole day.

She woke up once in the middle, called out "grandmother" in a daze, and fell asleep. She didn't sleep well, and she seemed to be dreaming all the time.

In the dream, someone took a long silver needle, pierced her chest, and took out a drop of dark red blood. She was in so much pain.

Others took knives and cut open her chest alive to take out her heart.

And her favorite almond yogurt soup, sweet-scented osmanthus candy, pearl jade glutinous rice balls, steamed cheese with sugar, squirrel jelly fish, cherry meat...

Miscellaneous, messy.

It wasn't until Yu Youyao woke up, still a little bit awake, that Mumu stared blankly at the pink soft smoke ribbed tent above her head, and after thinking about it, she thought of what happened.

A few days ago, when she went to play at Lianhu, she ran into Yu Jianjia, the third sister who was going to greet her grandmother.

After the two finished greeting, Yu Jianjia saw that the jade pendant around her neck was very different, so she took off the string of opal stones on her wrist on the spot and wanted to exchange it with her.

It was a Buddhist boy sitting on a lotus jade pendant.

The white jade is flawless, lustrous and transparent, sitting on the lotus platform in meditation with closed eyes, with a large lotus handprint, and a blood-red lotus flower between the eyebrows, showing solemnity and holiness.

It is carved from a whole piece of red Kunlun jade in the snow. The cinnabar on the white jade is self-generated, and the blood lotus is born in the sky, which is quite mysterious.

I heard from my grandmother that it was a relic left by her mother. She always wore it close to her body, so she naturally refused to exchange it, and turned away angrily.

At this time, Yu Jianjia suddenly reached out and pulled her, she was so arrogant, she let go of Yu Jianjia's hand.

Yu Jianjia slipped and fell to the ground.

On the same day, it was rumored in the mansion that she deliberately pushed Yu Jianjia's words, and her grandmother gave her a few words, and she didn't care whether it was painful or itchy.

Unexpectedly, Yu Jianjia was startled, and in the evening, he developed a high fever, which lasted for two days and two nights. The grandmother was really annoyed and punished her to kneel in the Buddhist hall.

Kneeling alone in the Buddhist hall, she was hungry and frightened, looking at the golden body of the Buddha in front of her, looking at her with pity, thinking that the Buddha had come to life, and the Buddha boy in her palm was sitting on a lotus." Slightly." My hands are numb, my hands hurt.

Gradually, her consciousness began to blur, and she fainted and fell into a messy dream.

At this time, when the girls in the room in front of the bed saw Yu Youyao wake up, they rushed to the bed excitedly one by one, and exclaimed in surprise, "Miss, you are finally awake."

Yu Youyao blinked in confusion, wanting to say that she was thirsty, but opened her mouth and found that her throat was swollen and painful, and she couldn't make a sound for a while.

The bead curtain made of crystal pearls makes a pleasant sound of "ding dong".

A maid in a blue-purple jacket walked in. She had a silver hairpin on her head, silver jasmine on her ears, and a good-quality jade bracelet on her wrist.

It was Chunxiao, the maid next to her.

Feeling a little dazed, what Yu Youyao thought was that in her dream, she was imprisoned in the most remote courtyard of the Marquis of the State, and only Chun Xiao was with her all the time, serving her with all her heart.

"Miss wakes up, go and report to the old lady, and then go to find the doctor to come and have a look." Chun Xiao ordered, and several little girls in the room quickly responded "yes" and exited the room one after another.

Chun Xiao helped Yu Youyao up, stuffed a big pillow behind her, turned around and poured a glass of warm water, carefully feeding her to drink.

After drinking the water, Yu Youyao's throat felt a little more comfortable, but she still couldn't speak, so she could only look at Chun Xiao eagerly.

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ps: When I opened the writer's backstage again, there was an indescribable touch. Writing is about persistence. I am glad that Youyu persisted for ten years, and still did not give up her dream and perseverance.

When the new book is released, the friends should collect the works, comment on the works, and reward the works.

Finished the 4 million words of the old article "Rebirth of the Giants: The Return of the Devil's Daughter". I haven't published a new book for too long. I hope some readers have read this book and are familiar with the author.