Jiu Ge’s Beloved Spirit

Although the medical officer said that she should pay more attention and take care of her, the queen still believed that it was because of herself that she suffered like this.

 It is because of herself that her poor child is so sick, stupid, and needs medicine all day long and suffers every day.

Every time she saw her poor little girl being forced to drink medicine and crying, her heart felt like it was being ripped apart. She felt distressed and guilty, and she couldn't help but shed tears.

 Hug her, coax her, except for drinking medicine which will force her to do anything else, the queen always indulges her in everything.

 She can give her whatever she wants and play as she wants. Even at the age when she should study, she is not forced to learn.

As long as she can grow up healthy and healthy, that's fine - this is the queen's only wish for her, nothing more.

To the grown-up Yuli and Yuanyang, she often said: "You must take good care of your sister and don't allow anyone to bully her."

Especially Ruanyang, she said: "Learning martial arts is not to fight and bully others, nor to show off one's authority. Martial arts should be used to protect one's family, whether it is an older sister or a younger sister, you must Protect them well and don't let them be bullied, you know?"

Little Ruanyang knows this - he has heard these words many times since he was a child, and he is memorizing them carefully.

He felt sorry for his younger sister because she was frail and prone to illness. He would often go to her room after class to watch over her and make her happy.

　　Little Yuli also comes often. The three siblings hold hands and often play together.

The stupid little princess sometimes doesn’t understand what they are saying and often loses when playing games, but it doesn’t matter, she always smiles silly.

Her eyes are bright, big and bright, and her body is white and clean, like a fragrant and soft little rabbit. She always looks up at her sister and brother, who are much taller than her.

She neither cried nor fussed. When they laughed, she laughed too.

 “A sister…A sister…” She would always call her that happily.

When called Yuanyang, she said: "Brother...brother..."

  often follows Yu Yang like a little tail.

When Yuyang went to practice his sword, she followed him, staring curiously with her beautiful black eyes.

 Looked at it for a while, then picked up the thin branches on the ground in a decent manner, and followed the gestures, huffing and puffing.

Although her movements are not quite right and her gestures are clumsy, like drawing random pictures in the air, Ruanyang always praises her—praising her for being smart and praising her for being powerful.

 Praise her until she giggles, and she will drop the stick happily, open her little arms, and pounce on you.

 “Brother…brother hugs…”

Her fair and soft little face was flushed with excitement, her eyes were bright, "I want to fly...fly up."

She liked the action of her brother lifting her up into the air. It felt like she was about to fly.

 “Fly… want to fly…”

This action is actually very dangerous, especially - Ruanyang was only an eight or nine-year-old child at the time.

Even if the little girl is very light and short, it still requires a certain amount of arm strength and endurance to pick her up and hang her in the air to repeat this action.

  If you are not careful, you will fall down. If you hit your head hard, the consequences will be disastrous.

Yuyang, who was still young, didn't think of this. He only knew that he had to satisfy his sister's request and picked her up without thinking.

 “Fly...fly—”