The punishment of the female imperial court

Chapter 273 Xuantang Lanwei
They just wanted to be together as a family and live a peaceful life, why was it so difficult? Why did they have to be sucked into this turbulent vortex and crushed into dust?

Bo Yi opened his mouth, but his throat seemed to be blocked by rough gravel. He saw the pain and despair in Zhang Yilun's eyes that almost burned everything. The words of apology rolled on the tip of his tongue, and finally he swallowed them back heavily. He understood that a light "I'm sorry", no matter how sincere, seemed so pale and powerless in the face of the great suffering Zhang Yilun had endured, and even a cruel irony. He could only stand there silently, like a mountain bearing the storm, allowing the gaze that almost tore him apart to fall on him, bearing this heavy cause and effect.

However, a dark red figure moved firmly, silently blocking Bo Yi and blocking Zhang Yilun's biting sight. Yu Qiansi stood straight, her shoulders were not broad, but at this moment they were like an insurmountable barrier.

"Brother, let's look forward, okay?" The younger sister's voice, with a thick sob, broke the suffocating silence. Her face was full of tear marks, like a flower wet by rain, but she tried hard to squeeze out a soothing smile.

She took a step forward, carefully stretched out her hand, and gently grasped Zhang Yilun's equally cold hand, which was clenched into a fist due to anger, with her cold fingers, trying to melt the ice of hatred with her own warmth. "You still have me, we can live together, isn't it good? If you don't want to stay in the capital, Sister Yu has also promised us that we can go anywhere we want, let's live together, okay?" Her voice was filled with faint hope for the future and deep pleading to her brother.

Zhang Yilun was shocked, as if he was burned by his sister's words. He looked down at his sister in disbelief, his eyes full of confusion and pain of betrayal. He shook off his sister's hand with such force that his sister staggered back half a step. "Little sister, how can you say such a thing!" His voice was hoarse and filled with incredible pain. "That's our parents! They died tragically because of him. How can I look forward! How can I forget this blood feud!" Every word was like flesh and blood cut out from my heart, heavy and sad.

"How do you expect me to move forward if I don't kill this culprit?"

This sentence hit the sister's heart like a heavy hammer. She stood there in a daze, the tears on her face still wet, and her eyes, which looked like her brother's but more lively, flashed with extremely complex emotions - there was pain, struggle, but in the end it settled into a kind of almost tragic relief.

She raised her hand and wiped the tears from her face with her coarse sleeves. She took a deep breath, as if she had made up her mind. She raised her head and met Zhang Yilun's shocked and puzzled eyes. Her voice was clear and calm, with a determination beyond her age:

"Then you hate the wrong person, brother." She said word by word, her eyes swept across Boyi and finally fell back on Zhang Yilun's face, "All of this," she paused and emphasized, "I did it all."

Zhang Yilun was struck by lightning, completely stunned, the blood on his face instantly faded completely, and he became even paler than before. He seemed to not understand what his sister said, and repeated blankly: "What are you talking about? Why are you making excuses for him?" His voice was dry, with great confusion and a subtle panic. He couldn't understand, and couldn't believe that his sister would say such a thing.

My sister laughed bitterly, and the rough linen sleeve brushed across her cheek, leaving a red mark on her pale skin. Her thin fingers twisted the corner of her clothes unconsciously, and her knuckles turned white due to the force.

"I didn't make excuses for him." Her voice was very soft, but it was like a blunt knife slowly cutting through flesh and blood. "Brother, your so-called fatherly and motherly love, the happy life you thought you had since childhood." She suddenly pulled open her collar, which had been washed white, revealing an old scar on her collarbone. "It's completely different from the life I lead."

Zhang Yilun's pupils suddenly contracted. He remembered the scar. His father said it was caused by his sister's mischief. But now, under the dim oil lamp, the hideous scar was clearly the shape of a burn.

"Although we live under the same roof, our lives are worlds apart. You are the only one in this family who treats me well. You are my only relative. They are your parents, but not mine."

Zhang Yilun stumbled back, knocking over the medicine grinder behind him, and the herbs scattered all over the floor. His lips trembled: "What are you talking about?"

"Have you really never doubted it?" The younger sister suddenly pulled off her hairband, letting her long hair fall. She pointed to her face, which was almost identical to her brother's. "Why do they want me to pretend to be you before I can go out?"

"That's because." Zhang Yilun's voice was as dry as sandpaper. "This is the rule of the medical examiner. It is considered unlucky to have twin boys and girls. They want to protect you..."

"Really?" My sister lowered her head and looked at the herbs on the ground. She suddenly laughed. She picked up a handful of herbs that had been knocked over and crushed them in her palm. Green juice dripped through her fingers. Her voice became deeper and deeper. "Coroners are considered unlucky by the world. Just because they didn't give birth to twins, will they be considered friends by the neighbors?"

Zhang Yilun's breathing became rapid. Indeed, many years ago, he traveled around with his sister and had never heard of these rules for coroners in other places.

"That's because," the younger sister's voice suddenly became sharp, "Dad found that although I am a woman, my talent is higher than yours." "Brother, do you still remember the origin of your name?"

"That time, it was me who struck up a conversation with the old man on the street, it was me who recited the Yellow Emperor's Canon of Internal Medicine, and it was me who persuaded him to accept me as his student!"

After the old man visited his parents several times, they finally realized that he was a famous scholar known far and wide.

Zhang Yilun's knees softened and he knelt in the yard. The herbs that his sister had just pinched stained his knees with a green color.

Memories came flooding back like a tide - he was carried out of bed by his mother, and went to see the white-bearded old man with sleepy eyes. After looking at him, the old man stopped his parents from asking him to kneel down and become their disciple, and only gave him a name before walking away.

It has never appeared since.

It turns out that I was relying on my younger sister’s help.

Once you think of one thing, many questions that you couldn't figure out when you were a child will have answers.

Their family is a coroner, and other people think they are unlucky. It's good enough that they don't give them the cold shoulder.

But the neighbors were always very warm to him.

Whenever he went out, his neighbors would always invite him to their homes for delicious food, praising him for being smart and sensible, and saying that he would have a bright future.

It turns out that it was all because of my sister.

No wonder their parents didn’t allow them to go out at the same time when they were young.

No wonder my sister always wears his old clothes.

No wonder his parents always let his sister eat more and him eat less.

It turned out that he didn't favor her, but was worried that she was too thin and weak to pretend to be him.

I will try my best to update once a day in the future.

I was going to resume updating this Monday, but I got sick and only got better today.

Thank you all for reading.