Supreme Flower Wedding: The Empress Arrives

Chapter 98 The Lezheng Clan ([-])
Jun Jiang looked at the collapsed woman on the ground speechlessly, and for the first time had the urge to flatten her.Tangtang's daughter's house was haunted by a ghost... no, was she scared unconscious?Why didn't she know when she became so scary?

Well, even if babies would stop crying when they heard her voice, it was more than 2000 years ago after all, and they were babies from an enemy country!
"Could you please help bring her in?" A weak voice sounded from the other side of the wall.

It was an extremely thin boy who looked about eight or nine years old, but Jun Jiang could tell from his bones that the boy was at least twelve or thirteen years old.

"Who is she to you?" Jun Jiang asked, while easily lifting Le Zhengxiang's collar and jumping into the wall.

"My sister." The boy's eyes lit up when he saw her skill.But immediately, this light was robbed of life by a violent cough.

Jun Jiang frowned, stretched out her hand to pinch his wrist to check his pulse, and then a trace of surprise flashed in her eyes.

"The doctor said that I can only live for a month at most, and my sister has been unwilling to give up." The boy led her into a low and damp room. "Just put her here."

Jun Jiang put Le Zhengxiang on the bed as she said.The shabby interior made her cold heart feel a tinge of pity.

"Thank you. There is no tea to greet you. Can I drink water?" The boy dug out a teacup from the cabinet and poured a glass of water over it.

"What's your name?" Jun Jiang took the cup, took a sip politely and put it on the table.This boy gave her a very strange feeling, as if she had known her for a long time.Maybe it's because it resembles that kid Junxuan?It is also distressingly sensible.

"My name is Le Zhenglang, and the one who is asleep is my sister Le Zhengxiang."

"Asleep?" Jun Jiang was amused.This child's words can be compared with Hua Jingcang.

"My sister is too tired recently. I bought medicine for me to make money. In fact, I won't get well if I eat anything, but she doesn't want to give up." Le Zhenglang said while helping his sister cover the quilt.

The nights in early spring are very cool, and the cold room is not suitable for patients to recuperate.The bean-sized lamp is the only thing that can bring light to this room, but the lamp oil is too poor, and it burns out a choking smell of smoke.

Jun Jiang felt that she would use up all the frowning movements for a year. Although she had seen a more miserable life, it was far from the shock it brought her this time.What was the reason, she didn't know, and she didn't want to study it.Because...it's troublesome.

"Aren't you afraid of death?" she asked.

The young man smiled, his thin face combined with the dim yellow shadow unexpectedly showed a kind of soft lines and delicate beauty.

He nodded: "I'm afraid. I don't want to die either. But if my death can bring my sister's relief, then I won't hold back." He raised his head and stared at her with bright eyes that didn't match his sick appearance: "You You are a good man, can I entrust my sister to you?"

"Am I a good person?" Jun Jiang seemed to be described as a "good person" for the first time, and she couldn't help showing a smile on her face. "No, I'm not a good person. I've killed more people than you know." Killing one person in ten steps will never stop a thousand miles away.This was done by her herself, and the number of enemies who died under her orders was even more unknown.

Would she be a good person like this?Good and bad people are right!

Le Zhenglang shook his head, wanted to say something, but was forced back into his throat by a series of violent coughs.

A delicate man will always attract the pity of a woman.Jun Jiang is obviously no exception.

(End of this chapter)