Marrying a concubine to seduce him and lure him into the game

Su Rao's curiosity was quietly aroused, and she couldn't help but look at this person a few more times.

The man was tall and handsome, with a sharp gleam in his eyes.

He was wearing a Feiyu suit, which symbolized the honor and power of the Jinyiwei. The sleeves of his clothes swayed gently in the wind, and every stitch and thread revealed his extraordinary bearing and dignity.

He has an upright figure and exudes an awe-inspiring aura that cannot be violated, which makes people feel awe involuntarily.

This man is the pride of the Fang family and also a well-known captain in the Jinyiwei - Fang Mo, a name that is known to almost everyone in the capital.

He walked with firm steps and straight gaze, as if nothing around him could attract his attention. He just passed by the Su sisters indifferently without leaving any room for greeting. There was an inexplicable indifference and alienation in the air.

Su Rao behaved extremely calmly, without showing any displeasure. She just gently withdrew her gaze from the man's back, and then walked lightly into her own quaint and elegant courtyard, side by side with her sister Su Yi.

The moment they stepped over the threshold, only the sound of the two sisters' footsteps echoed on the stone road.

In the center of the courtyard, an elegant living room was quietly awaiting their arrival. The sunlight filtered through the carved wooden windows and sprinkled on the smooth blue brick floor, creating a mottled pattern.

The two of them chose a place to sit in the living room, and the exquisite rosewood chair made a slight creaking sound under them.

A maidservant dressed in plain clothes and looking well-behaved bowed and said, "Princess, please take a rest. I will go and inform the young lady."

After she finished speaking, she turned lightly, her skirt swaying gently with her steps, and disappeared at the end of the winding corridor.

During the waiting time, the first thing that penetrated the air and reached my ears was not the sound of hurried footsteps, but bursts of intermittent coughing. The sound seemed to carry a bit of helplessness and fatigue.

Not long after, as the coughing sound gradually became clearer, Fang Yuan saw it.

When Su Yi saw her, his brows couldn't help but frown slightly.

Compared with the last time we met half a year ago, Fang Yuan’s changes are heartbreaking.

At that time, although he still looked sick, at least his face was still rosy, and his eyes still flashed with desire for life.

But now, Fang Yuan in front of him was as thin as a dead leaf in autumn. Her eyes, which were not small to begin with, looked particularly huge against her thin cheeks, revealing an indescribable horror.

"Yier, did my haggard appearance scare you? I didn't miss your wedding on purpose because I was seriously ill and couldn't even leave the room."

Before Fang Yuan could finish her words, she was interrupted by another violent cough. Every cough seemed to consume her remaining strength.

Su Yi's eyes flushed, and he quickly reached out and patted Fang Yuan's back to relieve her pain.

When the coughing subsided a little, Su Yi held Fang Yuan's hand tightly, his eyes full of heartache: "How could I blame you? I haven't visited you for too long, and I feel guilty."

Fang Yuan shook her head, as if she wanted to say something, but ultimately did not open her mouth. Instead, she turned her gaze to Su Rao who was silent beside her.

Su Yi then introduced: "This is my fourth sister, Su Rao, the elf in our family."

Fang Yuan forced a smile and nodded slightly to Su Rao.

"Ayi, what's wrong with you? So many doctors are helpless?" Su Yi's voice revealed deep worry, and her eyes were full of concern for her friend's health.

Fang Yuan's tone was filled with helplessness and exhaustion: "My brother has hired many famous doctors, but his condition has not improved. It just drags on day after day."

There was no longer the vitality she once had in her words, and the light in her eyes seemed to have faded along with her weakening body.

Faced with such a situation, Su Yi's heart felt as heavy as if it was being pressed down by a huge rock. Any words of comfort seemed so pale and powerless at this moment, and he could only choose to remain silent.

Su Rao also had mixed feelings in her heart, as her memories of her previous life told her that Fang Yuan had ultimately failed to overcome the serious illness and passed away early.

Thinking of this, an indescribable sadness spread in my heart.

The atmosphere in the house was so depressing that it was almost suffocating, so Fang Yuan suggested taking the two sisters for a walk in the backyard in an attempt to ease the depressing atmosphere.

In the backyard, a lotus pond of neither too big nor too small comes into view. It is the season when lotus flowers are in full bloom, and the pink and white petals and the green lotus leaves are interwoven into a vivid picture.

"I remember the last time I came here, it was just a barren land." Su Yi sighed.

The past of the Fang family is indeed a sad story that is hard to describe.

Fang Mo and Fang Yuan were both born to the first wife and should have enjoyed all the glory, but fate played a trick on them. The first wife died early, and Mr. Xu remarried, and the family's internal tone changed accordingly.

Mr. Xu was dissatisfied with Fang Mo, who was introverted and not good at socializing. Instead, he favored his youngest son who was good at pleasing others. This favoritism inevitably affected the lives of Fang Mo and Fang Yuan.

Therefore, the courtyard where Fang Yuan lived seemed simple and small, and even lacked a decent scenery. Even this lotus pond was built specially for her at the insistence of her eldest brother.

"My elder brother knows that I like lotus flowers, so he planted them specially for me."

Although Fang Yuan's voice was weak, a barely perceptible brilliance suddenly flashed in her dull eyes when she spoke of this. "It's a pity that my body doesn't allow me to personally appreciate this beautiful scenery. Even with big brother's kindness, I'm worried that I won't be able to personally witness the day when they bloom."

After hearing this, Su Yi felt a pang of sadness in his heart.

Fang Yuan in front of him looked pale and obviously sick, as if she might be taken away by death at any time.

In Su Yi's memory, Fang Yuan once blossomed like a flower, but now she is withering away. The feeling of being unable to save everything makes Su Yi's heart surge with indescribable complex emotions.

"Twin lotus flowers." Su Rao suddenly uttered these two words, with a barely perceptible tenderness and expectation in her voice.

Su Yi and Fang Yuan looked up at the same time upon hearing the voice, their eyes passing through the swaying willow branches and focusing on the twin lotus flowers above the green waves.

The flowers, like twin sisters, nestled tightly between the green lotus leaves, about to bloom.

"Twin flowers symbolize good luck, which means that sister's condition will surely be blessed by heaven and gradually get better."

Su Rao's words were full of sincerity and prayers, and her eyes seemed to reflect the beautiful scene of the lotus flowers blooming.

"Yes, this is indeed a good sign, Ayi. Perhaps fate will bring us an unexpected turn when the flowers bloom." Su Yi echoed, his voice as gentle as a spring breeze blowing across the lake, with the power to soothe people's hearts.

Her face was filled with a warm smile, as if she had seen the dawn of hope for the future.

Fang Yuan looked at the pair of tightly closed flower buds, and the gloom in her heart seemed to be dispelled a little by these words. The corners of her mouth rose unconsciously, and her mood brightened.