Chapter 3169 Who Am I? (66)

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 was because of herself that her poor child was so sickly, stupid, and had to drink medicine all day long and suffer 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.

Holding her, coaxing her, and in addition to forcing her to drink medicine, the queen always indulged her in everything else.

She gave her whatever she wanted and played as much as she wanted. Even at the age when she should study and study, she didn't force her 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 Yu Li and Yu Yang, who have grown up, she often says: "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?"

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

His sister was frail and prone to illness, and he felt sorry for her. He often ran to her room after class to watch over her and make her happy.

Xiao 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 whole 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.

Neither crying nor fussing, she laughed when they laughed. When Yuli stretched out her hand, she would hold it obediently, making a milky sound.

"A sister...A sister..." she would always call her happily like this.

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

He often follows Ruoyang like a little tail.

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

After watching it for a while, he picked up the thin branches on the ground in a decent manner, and followed the gestures, huffing and puffing.

Although her movements were not quite right and her gestures were clumsy, as if she were drawing random pictures in the air, Ruoyang would always praise her—praising her for being smart and praising her for being awesome.

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

"Brother...brother hugs..."

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

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

"Fly... want to fly..."

This action was actually very dangerous, especially—Yuanyang 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.

Ruanyang, 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--"