The golden nanmu wooden table next to it was placed with a gold-patterned gift box, inside it was a complete set of peacock silver shaking.

Song Jinfu still remembers when his younger sister was just born, and he would secretly hug her every day.

The little doll was soft all over, and she always smiled at him with her wet eyes, making his heart melt.

When my younger sister was two or three years old, she would call her brother sweetly. He still remembers that she said that she likes peacock the most.

But there are too many brothers around her, and each brother has a noble status than him and can be more liked by his younger sister than him.

He is just a humble concubine.

Since ancient times, there have been differences between legitimate and illegitimate sisters. After they became sensible, they ignored him.

He was very sad, and he could only look at his little sister from a distance every time, not daring to get close.

"Miss Song Er, why are you here?" The follower's surprise voice rang.

Song Jinfu suddenly looked up.

Song Zhao walked in with his skirt, illuminating the loss that had not yet faded in his eyes.

Song Jinfu almost thought there was an hallucination. How could the little sister be so arrogant and arrogant, so how could she be condescending to the yard of his gangster?

Too shocked, Song Jinfu forgot to react for a moment and froze like a fool.

Song Zhao quickly came to Song Jinfu and captured the emotions in the other person's eyes. Then he curled his eyebrows and smiled at him with a curling smile.

This smile was like a flower blooming in Song Jinfu's mind.

The young man felt like he was exposed to electricity, and his head immediately lowered and his pupils were severely shaking.

On the surface, his face was cold and indifferent, and his body exuded a distant and indifferent aura, as if he didn't take Song Zhao seriously.

In fact, one of his ears that had slightly turned over, and turned red—

Sister, sister, actually smiled at him?

Song Zhao's watery eyes seemed to be stained with mist. He blinked obediently, and his voice was soft, "Third brother, sister is here to pay tribute to you."

Song Jinfu:…!!

I felt like I was going to the West for a moment?

My little sister actually called him brother!

The mouth of the follower next to him grew into a zero shape. It felt like Miss Song Er in front of him seemed to have changed?

Seeing that Song Jinfu ignored others, Song Zhao was not discouraged. He noticed the peacock on the table next to him, and his eyes bent slightly, "What a beautiful peacock."

This was the first time that Song Zhao paid attention to the gift he gave seriously. Song Jinfu's first reaction was panic.

I am afraid that my younger sister will dislike him if she has seen too many good things.

Thinking of this, when Song Zhao stretched out his hand to touch him, he said sternly, "This is not for you!"

Song Zhao's movements were slightly paused.

The soft little hands silently grabbed Yingluo on her waist.

She could understand Song Jinfu's indifference at this moment, which was what she deserved.

In her previous life, she valued the rules of legitimate and illegitimate illegitimate and ignored this illegitimate brother.

But it was this concubine brother who had never been taken seriously by her.

After her tragic death, she knelt down from her enemy to get her entire body back.

He had such a proud personality, and he begged in front of everyone, and even agreed without hesitation when the other party asked him to break his hand and foot tendons.

At that time, Song Zhao was already a lonely soul. She looked at Song Jinfu endured self-harm, but after he recovered her body, he smiled.

Her body had rotted at that time, but Song Jinfu hugged her tightly as if he was treating the baby.

He said to her, "Sister, can you take you home, brother?"

Recalling the past, Song Zhao forced his throat to rush out of his bitterness and said softly, "Brother, I was ignorant before, do you still recognize me as a sister?"

Song Jinfu's Adam's apple choked, held his breath slightly, and then said with difficulty, "I am a illegitimate child. You can't call me brother directly, this is not in line with the rules."

"Who are you."

When Song Zhao spoke, he had already pounced on Song Jinfu's arms.

She opened her mouth and her voice was hoarse, "You are your brother."

She thought that after a hundred years, she would not suffer any more.

But at this moment, her heart was almost overwhelmed by guilt and self-blame.

Song Jinfu was confused by Song Zhao's brother's shouting.

At the same time, it was even more puzzled that the younger sister seemed to have a wrong temperament.

His brows were condensed together, and he could no longer help it, revealing his truest emotions, and asked nervously, "Second sister, what's wrong with you, but who bullies you?"

The entourage muttered in a low voice, "I just heard that the prince scolded Miss Song Er for Miss Xia a few days ago."

Song Jinfu's eyes were heavy.

Song Zhao calmed down and held Song Jinfu's hand.

There was a scabbed wound on Song Jinfu's hand. Song Zhao stroked it and asked softly, "Brother, do you feel pain?"

When Song Jinfu broke the tendons for her, she wanted to ask this question, but she didn't have a chance at that time.

"Brother doesn't hurt." Song Jinfu didn't understand why his younger sister suddenly became so close to him and cared for him, but it didn't prevent him from feeling beautiful.

Just because my younger sister is willing to recognize him, even if she kills him.
Chapter completed!