Shengjing Noble

The white figure at the end of the team in front quietly turned around to look at him, and their eyes happened to meet.

Yan Yurou smiled affectionately, her cheeks slightly flushed.

Lu Chengan curled his lips and smiled, then quickly followed.

Yan Qinghuan exchanged greetings with her grandfather and uncle for a while, and was then pulled into the garden by her cousin Yan Xinlan.

The two sat down at the stone table, and the two sisters who had not seen each other for a long time immediately opened up their conversation.

Yan Xinlan is the eldest daughter of the Bai family. She is extremely beautiful, pure and lovely, and has a kind and simple personality.

In her previous life, after her mother passed away, she was framed by her aunt Liu and Yan Yurou and married to a dandy young man. She was bullied by her mother-in-law all day long and neglected by her husband. She became depressed and died less than five years after her marriage.

Afterwards, Liu was promoted to the legal wife of the Luo family, and Yan Yurou was brought into the Lu family.

This mother and daughter were insidious and vicious. They not only brought harm to the Prince of Yan's Mansion, but also to the Marquis of Dongping's Mansion, which had treated them with great kindness.

Therefore, in this life, Yan Qinghuan must first protect her aunt, otherwise Yan Xinlan will not be able to escape the tragic fate of marrying a playboy.

"Cousin, why didn't I see my aunt today?" she asked with a worried look.

"My mother's health has been deteriorating. Lately, she's been so weak that she can't get out of bed. The doctor said it was a blood deficiency, so he prescribed some medicine. After a month of taking it, she hasn't gotten better, and her condition has gotten worse. Sigh..."

When talking about the sad things, Yan Xinlan shed tears helplessly.

A gleam of light flashed in Yan Qinghuan's eyes, and he expected that there must be something fishy!

Just as I was about to continue asking, I heard footsteps getting closer.

The two turned their heads and saw Yan Yurou and Lu Chengan walking towards them one after another.

"The two sisters are really too much. They are talking in private without involving their elder sister."

Yan Yurou smiled and sat down, looking warm and gentle.

Lu Cheng'an still had a cloak in his hand, which he put on Yan Qinghuan's shoulders and sat down beside her.

"It's cold in early spring, don't catch a cold."

"My brother-in-law is so considerate." Yan Xinlan joked happily.

Yan Qinghuan lowered her eyes to hide her indifference and curled the corners of her mouth, but to outsiders she looked shy.

Yan Yurou's eyes flashed with disdain, and she smiled and said, "Sister, you are so lucky to marry General Lu. But then again, I really envy you for practicing martial arts since childhood and being strong and healthy, unlike me who is weak and useless."

After saying this, he deliberately shrank his neck and made a pitiful gesture.

Seeing this, Lu Chengan's eyes flashed with heartache, and he took off his outer robe and handed it over.

"If you feel cold, cousin, you can put on my clothes to keep warm."

"I'm afraid this is not a good idea... I'm afraid Sister Qing Huan will be jealous, ahem..."

Yan Yurou said it was not good, but she coughed twice, which made Lu Chengan feel particularly distressed.

"We are all family, Xiaoxue won't mind." Lu Cheng'an talked to himself and stood up to put on her outer robe.

Yan Yurou's eyes flashed with pride, and then she coughed lightly and said, "Ahem... it's all my fault that my body is not doing well. Since my brother-in-law is so kind, I will respectfully obey your orders."

Yan Qinghuan watched the two of them acting quietly, and could only sigh that this attitude of wanting to refuse but also to accept was too artificial. How come she couldn't see it in her previous life?

She thought that Lu Chengan loved Yan Yurou so much that he took good care of her.

Yan Xinlan frowned slightly, feeling that something was wrong, but this kind of thing depended entirely on one's own consciousness. If outsiders spoke out, it would seem like one was judging others by one's own standards.

No matter how good the relationship between the sisters is, there is a bottom line that cannot be crossed.

Thinking of this, she said, "Sister Yurou is not married yet, and it is inappropriate for her to wear men's clothes. If someone sees her, they will misunderstand her."

It was just a normal remark, but Yan Yurou's eyes suddenly turned red, and she said aggrievedly: "Sister Xinlan, are you blaming me? I'm sorry, I just thought that in front of Qing Huan, she wouldn't misunderstand, but I didn't expect to make you angry. I'm sorry, I'll just take it off like this."

After saying that, she returned the clothes to Lu Chengan in panic, and tears fell just as she met his gaze.

What a delicate look, like a pear blossom in the rain, fragile and vulnerable to the wind.

Not to mention Lu Chengan's young and vigorous age, even a sixty-year-old man would not be able to resist the temptation if he saw it.

Yan Xinlan suddenly looked like a child who had done something wrong, her eyes full of guilt. She was about to apologize but was stopped by Yan Qinghuan.

"Yan Yurou, who allowed you to sit down just now?"

As soon as she questioned, Yan Yurou froze on the spot, then stood up with a wronged look on her face and apologized: "Sister Qing Huan, I'm sorry, it's all my fault. I shouldn't have worn your husband's outer robe even if I was freezing to death."

"Heh~"

Yan Qinghuan sneered and glanced at Huairou with eyes as sharp as knives, the meaning could not be more obvious.

Huairou understood what he meant, took a step forward and kicked Yan Yurou to the ground.

"what!"

Yan Yurou knelt on the ground, gritting her teeth in pain, and glared at Shen Aoxue angrily.

"What do you mean, sister?"

"A concubine's daughter actually dares to call the princess and the legitimate daughter your sister, and even wants to be on an equal footing with them. Who gave you the courage?" Yan Qinghuan shouted sternly.

"I..." Yan Yurou was suddenly speechless, her face looking extremely embarrassed.

Seeing this, Lu Chengan was immediately annoyed: "Yu Rou is your cousin after all, how can you treat her like this?"

"How dare you!" Yan Qinghuan slammed the table and shouted, "How dare you yell at me for this bitch, Lu Chengan, are you trying to commit insubordination? Come on, kick these two spoils of fun out of the garden!"

"As ordered!"

Huai Cheng nodded in response, and immediately took people to drag Lu Chengan and Yan Yurou out, showing no mercy no matter how they struggled.

The garden was peaceful again. Yan Xinlan looked at her in bewilderment and whispered to her, "Sister, Yurou and Cheng'an did something wrong just now, but one of them is our sister, and the other is your husband. It would be too serious to just drag them out."

Yan Qinghuan knew that Yan Xinlan had always been kind and compassionate, otherwise she would not have been sold by Bai Yuyan in her previous life and still counted money for others.

She would not give up until she saw the true faces of Yan Yurou and Lu Chengan with her own eyes.

Thinking of this, Yan Qinghuan stood up and said, "Cousin, take me to see my aunt."

"Okay." Yan Xinlan nodded and pulled her towards Tsinghua University.

Aunt Xiao Ling's condition was more serious than Yan Qinghuan had imagined.

He is only forty years old, but he is lying on the bed, barely breathing, with a pale face and dark circles under his eyes. I'm afraid he won't be able to survive until the end of the month in this condition.

Seeing Yan Qinghuan coming to see her, Xiao Ling forced a smile and said weakly, "Xiaoxue is here."

Just four words had already used up all her strength, and she even had difficulty breathing.

Yan Qinghuan squatted beside the bed and held her skinny hand, comforting her: "Aunt, I have learned medical skills from my father's military advisor for several years since I was a child. I will stay here for the next few days to take care of your body. Don't worry, you will get better."

"Good boy...you're thoughtful." Xiao Ling said with difficulty, then closed her eyes tiredly.

Yan Qinghuan took the opportunity to feel her pulse and already had an idea in his mind.