Peking Opera Cat: I Became A Zi's Brother

several days ago

"Well, the scars that my brother tried to cover up for me before were finally gone..."

The smell of medicine in the side hall was so strong that it could not be dispelled. Xiaoqing was lying on the jade bed, and new bloodstains appeared on the bandage on her left arm.

"Hiss, it's really hard for my brother to help me suppress the pain..."

She had just woken up from a coma and tried to sit up, but it affected her injured ribs. She gasped in pain and cold sweat instantly broke out on her forehead.

"Miss, please don't move."

The maid guarding the bed quickly held her down, her voice filled with anxiety.

"The Sect Master said that your fractured bone hasn't healed yet, so you need to rest."

"Do not……"

Xiaoqing bit her lip and shook her head, looking past the maid and straight towards the inner room.

"Mmmmm...get out of the way, get out of the way!"

There was a faint sound of something breaking, mixed with Mo Zi's indistinct cries, each of which pierced her heart like a needle.

"Sister..."

She called out softly, her voice hoarse as if it had been rubbed with sandpaper.

"I'm sorry, it's all my fault for dragging you down..."

The scene of the battle against Zong suddenly came to her mind - in order to protect her, Mo Zi took the attack of the original chaos. At that time, the sister's eyes were instantly scattered, as if her soul had been sucked away.

"Bang!"

There was another loud noise coming from the inner room, followed by Rong Mama's suppressed scolding.

"What happened to my sister?"

Xiaoqing's heart suddenly tightened and she struggled to get out of bed, but was held down by the maid.

"Let me go quickly, why are you holding me down, get out of my way..."

"Miss, you are seriously injured. Even if you go, you won't be able to help!"

The maid's eyes were red.

"Just now, Palace Master A Zi smashed the medicine furnace, and the fragments almost splashed onto your bed..."

"..."

Xiaoqing's fingertips were clenched white.

She could see that her elder sister was tormented by the nightmare at the moment, but she couldn't even stand steadily, so there was nothing she could do except watch.

"..."

At this time, Molan came out from the inner room, her skirt stained with ink and blood, and her face was paler than the rice paper on the wall.

She walked to Xiaoqing's bed, reached out and touched her forehead, and the trembling of her fingertips could not be hidden.

"mother……"

Xiaoqing looked at her,

"Sister..."

Molan didn't say anything, but just transferred a gentle rhythmic force into her body to calm her turbulent blood.

After a long while, he said in a hoarse voice:

"Just now, several elders said that Ah Zi's soul has been gnawed away to pieces, and now she's hanging on by the thread of 'waiting for your brother.'"

"..."

Xiaoqing's eyes turned red instantly.

She remembered that when she was little, Mo Yun always gave the biggest candy cake to A Zi, saying

"Azi is timid and needs her brother's protection";

I remember that before the battle, Ah Zi secretly told her

"After we win, let my brother take us to see the ice flowers of the Shen Sect."

Those images were as clear as if they were yesterday, but now, Ajie can hardly remember who she is.

"Ah-"

Suddenly, Mo Zi's shrill scream came from the inner room, as if she was extremely frightened.

"How can this be!"

Xiaoqing looked up suddenly and saw Rong Mama running out in a panic, clutching half a piece of blood-stained cloth in her hand - that was the last remaining piece of the doll that Mo Yun had sewed for A Zi.

"I wanted to put the doll away to prevent it from pricking her, but she suddenly went crazy and grabbed it..."

Aunt Rong's voice trembled.

"He's shoving the pieces into his mouth! He's saying, 'If you eat it, you can be with your brother!'"

"Do not……"

Xiaoqing felt dizzy and the pain in the wound suddenly became sharp.

"Palace Master Xiaoqing..."

"Get out of my way quickly, I want to go see my sister..."

She pushed the maid away with all her strength, and staggered inside, holding onto the wall. Every step she took hurt her injured ribs, and the pain made her vision go black, but she didn't stop.

"!"

The scene inside made her gasp.

"..."

Mo Zi sat on the ground, with the cotton wool of the puppet and his own blood on the corners of his mouth, and the half piece of debris tightly clenched in his hand. When he saw Xiao Qing come in, he suddenly grinned, smiling like an ignorant child.

"Sister, look,"

She held up the fragments, showing off,

"My brother is in there..."

"Sister!"

Xiaoqing's voice choked.

"That's a stuffed animal, you can't eat it!"

"!"

"What are you doing? What on earth do you want to do? No..."

Mo Zi's smile suddenly froze, and a trace of confusion flashed in his eyes, which was then replaced by fear.

She hid the fragments behind her, shrank back, and made a whimpering sound in her throat:

"You want to rob? You want to rob my brother too?"

"I won't snatch it, sister, I won't snatch it..."

Xiaoqing slowly squatted down, endured the severe pain and stretched out her hand.

"It's me, I'm Xiaoqing. Look at me..."

"Yes, you are my sister, no..."

Mo Zi stared at her face, his eyes swept around empty, suddenly shook his head, nodded, and muttered:

"No...my sister's eyes are green...you are not..."

"Get away from me! Don't come near me!"

Her memory was completely messed up.

Xiaoqing's eyes were clearly blue, but in her chaotic sea of ​​consciousness, they had probably already been mixed up with other images.

"!"

Xiaoqing's hands froze in mid-air, the pain in her heart was worse than the injuries on her body.

"elder sister……"

She watched the blood from her sister's forehead flow down her cheek, and watched her hold the half piece of the doll tightly against her chest, as if holding the only life-saving straw. Suddenly, she felt her throat was blocked and she couldn't say a word.

"cough……"

She coughed violently, which affected the wound and almost caused a mouthful of blood to spurt out. She swallowed it back, but blood still flowed from the corner of her mouth.

"Miss!"

The maid rushed in and supported her.

"Go back and lie down!"

"Qing'er..."

Molan also followed in. Seeing this, her face changed drastically. She quickly transferred her rhythmic power to stabilize her injuries.

"Who let you in?"

Her voice was full of rebuke, but her eyes were full of heartache.

"Do you want to make me worry like your sister?"

"no……"

Xiaoqing shook her head and looked at Mo Zi's curled up back, and tears finally fell.

"mother,"

Her voice was as soft as a sigh,

"If brother really...really can't come back, sister..."

Before he could finish his words, he was interrupted by a sudden sound of banging against the wall in the inner room.

"Bang bang bang..."

Mo Zi was banging his head against the wall again, shouting:

"Brother, come out quickly...Ice Dragon, come out quickly..."

Boom, boom, boom.

The sound was dull, but it hit everyone's heart like a heavy hammer.

"..."

Xiaoqing closed her eyes and let the maid help her back to the jade bed in the outer room. All she could hear were her sister's cries and the sound of banging the wall, as well as the dull pain of her own wounds.

"Brother, when will you be back?"

She knew that her wounds would eventually heal, but the hole in her sister's heart would probably never be filled unless she waited for the person she called "brother" to fill it.

"Xiaoqing misses you, and sister misses you too..."

……

On the corridor outside the side hall, the evening breeze blew a few dead leaves past, and the moonlight filtered through the carved window lattices, casting mottled shadows on the blue bricks.

"Hmm? That figure, could it be?"

Mo Zi was lying on the ground muttering to himself when he suddenly caught a glimpse of a slender figure passing by on the window paper - it was a patrolling guard walking by with a lantern, his clothes brushing the window sill, stretching his shadow very long.

"elder brother!"

Mo Zi jumped up suddenly as if he was scalded, and his previous daze was instantly replaced by ecstasy.

"Great, great, brother is back..."

She crawled and ran towards the palace door, scratching the door panels with her fingers, and slammed the wooden door open with a "creak", rushing towards the shadow that was getting farther and farther away like a madman.

"Brother! Wait for me!"

Her hair was completely tangled, blood and ink stains were all over her face, and she ran like a fawn that had lost its soul.

"Are you mad at me? I won't smash things anymore... Look at me!"

"Um?

The guard heard the noise and turned around, only to see Palace Master Mo Zi rushing towards him like a madman. He was so scared that he stopped in his tracks, and the lantern in his hand shook even more violently.

"A-Palace Master Zi?"

Mo Zi rushed to him, looked up for a long time, the light of the lantern illuminated the guard's unfamiliar face. The ecstasy in her eyes faded little by little, turning into chaotic doubt, and then broke out into rage.

"you are not!"

She pushed the guard away with a sharp sound like nails scraping against glass.

"Who are you? Why are you pretending to be my brother's shadow? Liar! You are all liars!"

"what--"

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(Perhaps given the current situation, it may take some time.)