The King of Hell's Genius Pampered Wife (711-)

Chapter 728: My Sister

Nalan Ziyun thought He Xi was feeling guilty based on her complexion, and immediately slowed down his words, coaxing her, "Nalan He Xi, if you remember our mother's request and remember the relationship between brothers and sisters, you will quickly hand over An Lingyue's relics and let me keep them.

"Don't worry because you are my sister. After I practice the Peerless Magic and become a master-level alchemist, you will also gain infinite fame, don't you agree?"

He Xi was about to speak but noticed the teenager who was cowering in the corner suddenly fiercely rushed towards Nalan Ziyun.

Nalan Ziyun's cultivation was naturally higher than Xiaochi's, but because he was in an agitated state, he didn't pay attention to his surroundings and was caught off guard by Xiaochi, hitting the ground. 

His face fell heavily into the mud and the fishy-smelling mud rushed into his nose, along with the scents of excrement, urine, and the sour food.

There were even a few small bugs that were lodged into his nose that kept trying to dig itself deeper.

Nalan Ziyun was so frightened that he screamed and shot up, quickly blowing the insects out of his nose.

He glared at the boy who rushed over in anger.

But the young man had already rushed to He Xi's side and held onto her sleeve, showing an aggrieved and flustered expression.

A broken voice came from his mouth, "My...sister...I..."

"Xiaochi!" He Xi gently stroked the boy's face and spoke in a soft, soothing voice, "Sister has only Xiaochi as a younger brother and only favors Xiaochi as younger brother. Xiaochi can feel rest assured."

Hearing this, the teenager immediately calmed down. His eyebrows filled with happiness and his hands hung on his chest, as if he was a well-behaved loyal dog.

Seeing the boy's instinctive actions like a domesticated beast, He Xi sighed in her heart as she felt bursts of sorrow and grief.

When she looked at Nalan Ziyun her lips slowly curved to a sneer, "Nalan Ziyun, sometimes I can't help but admire you and Nalan Zhengze for your cheekiness. Even though you know you are not An Lingyue's child and we have no blood relationship, you continue to speak about [mother's relics] in front of me.

"Haha, even if there is so-called [mother's relics], what does this relic have to do with you, Nalan Ziyun?"

Nalan Ziyun's eyes widened and there were waves of unspeakable panic in his heart.

This time he felt alarmed, fear, anxiety, shock, and panic all together.

He didn't know where he was or why Nalan He Xi brought him here.

The last memory he had was the medicine he gave to He Xi was successful, but when he turned around, he saw her smiling face.

Nalan Ziyun thought He Xi brought him here to vent her anger.

But he never thought that He Xi would want to kill him.

Because Nalan Ziyun was the blood younger brother of Nalan He Xi. He was the closest person to her in this world, so even if Nalan He Xi killed everyone, she couldn't kill her own brother, right?

But at this moment, Nalan Ziyun was panicking.

Nalan He Xi actually suspected that he was not her own brother. How could this be? Didn't father say that when Nalan He Xi's real brother died, she was only four or five years old and doesn't remember anything?

Nalan Ziyun suppressed the panic in his heart, and a dry smile appeared on the corner of his lips, "Sister, what are you talking about? Who else would I be if not your brother?"