Xie Yingrang looked at Shaotang who was standing aside and silently, and remembered the big mansion he lived in the General's Mansion. Any courtyard arranged in any courtyard was even more gorgeous and elegant than the Lingyun Hall of Master.

He was afraid that Junior Brother Shaotang was not used to living in the Medicine King Sect and looked worried, especially his bamboo house, which was leaking everywhere, which was even simpler than what he lived in. I wonder if it would be frozen at night.

He put down the wooden basin and patted Shaotang on the shoulder: "Don't worry, junior brother, I'll dig more herbs on the mountain later, and I'll sell it to you for a good bedding. Your bamboo house is not warm, it's cold at night, so don't freeze you."

He completely forgot about Ran Shaotang's behavior of slapping money when he saw someone, and was worried that this junior brother would suffer a grievance in Yaowang Sect.

After three lifetimes, Shaotang felt that his heart was already a cocoon wrapped heavily with silk.

The knife cannot penetrate, and the fire cannot be burned through.

Rejecting others can also protect yourself well.

However, even the hardest thing has weaknesses.

Shaotang suddenly smiled at Xie Yingren.

Since childhood, her strange father, who is a mad wife, often scolded her for something.

"Remember, don't laugh in the future. If you want to laugh, you must hide in a place where no one sees it and laugh. When someone is around, you should restrain yourself, keep your face tight and never laugh. No matter how happy you are, you can't laugh."

In fact, she really wanted to tell her father that she laughed not because she was really happy.

But her life was bitter.

She didn't smile more, and she had no interest in living.

She has never understood that she has already taken on the heaviest things, so why should she limit her right to be happy?

Later, after accidentally hearing the conversation between her parents, I realized that my father didn't let her laugh because of the dimples on her face.

The small dimples growing on the left cheek were filled with the sweetness that could not be concealed by the birthmark.

She smiled too much like a bright and gentle girl. It was easy to reveal her identity. If the emperor and the eldest princess noticed something strange, she would not be able to leave home at the age of ten, and the whole family of the Ran family would be destroyed.

So, she can't laugh.

But, is this the reason for her to suppress her happiness?

In order to save the family's life and to fulfill A's father's lies, she has ruined her face. She never lets her maid serve her closely. She does not have too many or too close contacts with other young masters. Even her younger sister Shaoshang can avoid her.

In Kyoto, she lives like a lonely hedgehog.

She finally understood how painful it was for the first life's "brother" to live.

When she was Ran Shaoshang in her first life, although she had a miserable fate when she married Shen Weiyong, she lived a gorgeous life in those days when she was her parents. She would cry when she wanted to cry and laugh when she wanted to laugh. It can be said that she was pampering all over the place.

At that time, she didn't understand why her brother, who was born on the same day of the same year, month and day, always had to hide from her, and why she always had a cold face and had an attitude of keeping others from thousands of miles away.

She longs to be loved by her brother and also wants to be close to her. But when she gets along with her brother, she always feels uncomfortable when she wants to get close to her but refuses to get close to her.

Once, she was wearing her mother's newly made blue-bo smoke-colored skirt and dancing to her parents under the crabapple tree. When her brother happened to be passing by.

That day, her lips were covered with peach pink rouge, her face was as creamy as a waterfall.

The spring breeze blows by, silk ribbons flutter, white crabapple flowers fall down, and the rotating lake-colored dress rolls up the beautiful wind, and the crabapple is flying like snowflakes.

My mother praised her for her dancing in a natural way and beautiful manner. My father said that she looked like her mother. After hearing this, she smiled brightly and accidentally caught a glimpse of the strangeness in her brother's eyes that was different from the past.

She looked at it carefully again, but her brother had already noticed that his hand was habitually touching the birthmark at the moment, and his eyes were as indifferent as before, as if they had changed.

That was the happiest time before she got married. Her brother returned from Yaowang Sect and sent her to marry.

At that time, she didn't understand what was in her brother's eyes.

It was not until this life that she truly understood how heavy the things she carried in her first life were.

That look was nothing more than the envy of a girl who was shackled by responsibility for another girl.

She regretted not knowing the truth earlier in her first life.

She especially wanted to tell Ran Shaotang at that time that those who were carrying them could be put down.

In this life, by chance, she took over the fate of her brother and became Ran Shaotang. She deeply understood how lonely this life is when she wanted to laugh but couldn't laugh.

Finally escaped from the invisible cage in Kyoto, she longed to live as a beam of light.

One day in the future, when she completes Ran Shaotang's mission, she will let go in another way.

Abandoning the distracting thoughts at this moment, she secretly blamed Xie Yinglai, the guy Xie Shisan, for why he was so kind to her. She reminded her of her brother and the past.

The light in the house was dim. At this time, Xie Yingren, who said he wanted to make money to buy a bedding for her, was the brightest light in this room.

Looking at the silly senior brother who smiled, Ran Shaotang felt that this person was really stupid.

Silly cute.

She didn't want to continue to immerse herself in that sad mood. She tiptoed to pat Xie Yingren's shoulder and discussed: "Senior brother, look at me, I am the youngest disciple in our sect. Looking around, they are all senior brothers, and they call me senior brothers when they see people..."

Xie Yingren listened to her carefully, and I wonder what junior brother Shaotang wanted to express.

Shaotang gently pressed his chest with his little fist and asked, "Do you want to be different from them?"

"What's the difference?" Xie Yingren was a little confused.

"It feels different." She squeezed her eyes at him.

The wooden basin in Xie Yingren fell to the ground with a slam and his clothes fell to the ground.

He put his hands on his chest and retreated in fear: "I, I don't have that kind of habit."

There is no way. At the first glance, I thought that this junior brother was too pretty. Although there was a birthmark on his face, it did not affect his feelings at all. Sometimes, when Shaotang smiled, he usually didn't dare to look at it. He always felt like a girl.

He heard his senior brothers talk about the gossip and talk nonsense about the sleeves, and he suddenly felt that the junior brother was so scary.

Shaotang laughed loudly when he saw his stupid look, "hahahahaha", and she bent down and squatted on the ground, and tears were about to burst into laughter. She stopped for a long time and forced her smile to scold Xie Yingren.

"What are you thinking about? Why are you messing around with unhealthy things at a young age? Who instilled you with it? Stay away from that person in the future."

Xie Yingren was dissatisfied: "Who made you look like that?"

"Aren't I afraid that you won't agree to my expression? Well, I won't tease you anymore." Shaotang pushed him, "When I arrived at the Medicine King Sect, I found that there were so many senior brothers everywhere, and there was no recognition at all. In order to treat it differently, I will call you Xie Shisan in the future. What do you think?"

"No. I have never been a serious senior brother. Finally, I have someone younger than me and I have to call me senior brother."

"Then what you said doesn't count. My mouth is on my face. Whatever I want to shout is what I want. Thirteen, Thirteen, Thirteen, Thirteen."

"Don't shout."

The two of them chased each other around a wooden basin and a pile of clothes.

When he was tired of running, Ran Shaotang's heart was swept away, and then he pointed to the wooden basin and dirty clothes under the bed to divert Xie Yingren's attention.

"Thirteen... Senior Brother, who do you hold so many clothes?" Xie Yingren grinned and happy when he heard the words "Senior Brother" behind him.

Squat down and clean up the mess on the ground: "The clothes belong to the three senior brothers. If you don't bother, please accompany me to the stream and I will wash their clothes."

"Why don't they wash their clothes by themselves?" Shaotang found it incredible.

"I have always washed my senior brother's clothes. I am the junior brother."

What logic is this? Isn’t it bullying?
Chapter completed!