Xiangxiang lowered her eyebrows and said in a warm voice: "It's much better. Thank you Young Master Li for giving Xiangxiang the medicine."

"Yes." Li Yanting nodded slightly and said, "The medicine is used to treat diseases. Don't be reluctant to use it. If the madam dares to deduct your medicine, you will tell me directly. If you encounter other difficulties, just tell me."

"Okay." Xiangxiang agreed obediently. She watched Li Yanting lying on the soft couch, with a little sleepiness on her face, then stood up and went to the room next to her to fetch a basin of water. After carefully testing the temperature, she brought the basin to Li Yanting, "Young Master Li, please take the inside."

"Okay." Li Yanting got up from the soft couch, took off the big chrysanthemum in his ears, and threw it aside casually. Xiangxiang wanted to help him wipe his face, but he refused, "I'll do it myself."

"Yes." Xiangxiang put the basin on the low rack next to her. Seeing that the person was still so cold to her, she couldn't help but feel a little sad, but she didn't dare to show it. Because she knew that once she showed this emotion, this Young Master Li might never come again.

Li Yanting dipped his hands in water and rubbed his face hard. Some cleansing things were added to the water, so it was easy to wash away the dirt and powder. The stingy makeup on Li Yanting's face quickly disappeared, but he still felt that it was not enough. He slapped it for a long time and rubbed the skin on his face red. Then he stopped.

Xiangxiang stood aside and looked at him worriedly, but Li Yanting was in a state of emotion. He wiped away the water droplets from his face as if nothing had happened.

At this time, Li Yanting finally showed his true face, which was completely different from the sissy feeling that Su Muzhe had seen before. He actually gave birth to a heroic face, his skin was healthy wheat color, his eyebrows were thick black sword eyebrows, and his eyes were deep, so he could definitely be called a handsome guy.

Xiangxiang silently took away the basin and towel, walked back, looked at Li Yanting sitting on the soft couch in a daze, and said, "Mr. Li, Xiangxiang will play a song for you."

Li Yanting seemed to be trapped in his own thoughts and ignored her words. It was not until Xiangxiang called out again that Li Yanting realized.

"Okay." He said.

Xiangxiang took out his piano and plucked his white fingers like chopped green onions on the strings, playing a wonderful music. In the past, Li Yanting would close his eyes and admire him quietly. However, today he was a little abnormal and kept dazed.

After Xiangxiang noticed this, she couldn't help but look at him at one glance while playing the piano, and her heart was filled with worry. The sound of the piano without attentiveness was naturally not as good as before, but Li Yanting didn't notice this at all.

Xiangxiang finally couldn't help it. She stopped and asked softly: "Mr. Li, what are you thinking?"

She knew that she had exceeded the rules when she asked this, but she couldn't help it.

Before Li Yanting could answer, a crisp sound of wind chimes suddenly rang outside the door, and then the servant's voice came in, "Mr. Li, will I bring the wine and food you want for you?"

Li Yanting looked out the door and sang: "Come in."

Then the door was pushed open, and the short servant walked in with wine and food, with his steps very light. During this period, he lowered his head and did not dare to look around. After putting the wine and food on the table, he said, "Please use it slowly, Mr. Li."

"good."

The servant quietly retreated.

Li Yanting picked up the wine pot and slowly gave himself a glass of wine. Xiangxiang did not play the piano anymore, but looked at him, hoping that he could give him an answer.

After a while, Li Yanting slowly spoke: "Today, I met someone..."

Xiangxiang's heart skipped a beat - what is such a great skill? She can't help but clench her fist, but she still pretends to be calm, "Who is that?"

Li Yanting raised his head and drank a glass of wine, "I don't know who he is. But he... looks almost exactly the same as my brother? The first time I saw him, I almost admitted my mistake."

In fact, Li Yanting did not deceive Su Muzhe. Su Muzhe looked very similar to his younger brother. Except for his eyes and hairstyle, the rest were just the same. Li Yanting was almost stunned at that time, and even thought he was dreaming, so he stood there and looked at Su Muzhe for a long time.

"Really? Did Mr. Li ask about his identity?" Xiangxiang felt much more relaxed when she knew that the reason why Mr. Li was uneasy was not because of a woman. At the same time, she was also happy for Mr. Li, after all, Mr. Li's younger brother...

"I didn't ask." Li Yanting shook his head. Although the couple who took the young man later showed their identity certificate in front of him, he knew that it was not true. He did not ask.

"Do you know why this is?"

Xiangxiang shook her head, and she naturally couldn't guess what Mr. Li was thinking.

"Because, if I don't know his name and his origin, maybe I... can treat him as my younger brother in my heart." Li Yanting sighed long. Although he said that, how could he really treat that person as his younger brother?

In fact, when he met Su Muzhe, Li Yanting realized clearly that his younger brother was really gone.

The body decayed, the soul dissipated, and disappeared forever in this world. Although he had passed away for only five years, many people no longer remember the existence of this second young master. So in a few years, decades, will his brother, forget his younger brother's name and brother's name? Is it true that at some point, no one will remember him in this world again?

Human life is so fragile.

Xiangxiang looked at Li Yanting with a rare sad and fragile look, and wanted to comfort him very much, but this behavior was indeed not allowed by the eldest young master. The second young master had been dead for five years, and the eldest young master was immersed in the grief of losing his relatives and had not come out for five years.

"Xiangxiang, keep playing the piano for me." Li Yanting only drank a glass of wine and stopped moving the wine and food on the table. He lay back on the soft couch, closed his eyes, as if he was about to fall asleep.

"Okay." Xiangxiang sat back to her original position and continued to play the song she had not completed before, but because of her different moods, a lingering song was played with a sad meaning.

After playing the song, Xiangxiang looked at Li Yanting again and saw that his eyes were closed and his breathing was calm, as if he had fallen asleep.

She mustered up her courage, stood up from the chair, then quietly walked to Li Yanting, bit her lips and hesitated for a while, but still stretched out her hand to touch Li Yanting's side face.

But before her hand touched Li Yanting's skin, Li Yanting, who had already "slept", suddenly opened his mouth, "Xiangxiang."

Xiangxiang's movements suddenly stopped, and her face showed a nervous look.

"Xiangxiang, remember the identities of both of us and don't have any feelings for me." Li Yanting maintained his original posture. His eyes were not open yet, but his words were cold, "You are the woman my brother likes, do you remember?"

Xiangxiang withdrew her hand, her body trembled slightly, and her eyes were red, but she still said in a normal voice: "Xiangxiang remembers, Xiangxiang dare not exceed the rules, so please don't blame Xiangxiang."

"Well, you're busy with yours. I want to sleep for a while." Li Yanting's attitude became gentle again.

Xiangxiang returned to her original seat, feeling embarrassed and sad.

Everyone in the "Piaoxue Pavilion" knows that there is a girl named "Xiangxiang" who was booked by the eldest son of the Li family for five years, and every three days, he would come to the pavilion to see her.

There is such a rule in Piaoxue Pavilion - the girl in Piaoxue Pavilion can only receive a fixed guest for a period of time. But accordingly, the guest has to pay a high fee according to the length of time.

There are also girls in the pavilion who are "bringed/raising" by customers, but the time is only between one week and one month. For example, Xiangxiang has been wrapped up for a full five years, since the establishment of Piaoxue Pavilion to the present, she is only her own.

Xiangxiang knew that other girls were jealous of their performances, and also knew that the madam was very despised by her and Master Li behind her back. After all, Mr. Li's dead younger brother, Xiangxiang, his favorite girl during his lifetime. But Mr. Li died, and Mr. Li "taken over" Xiangxiang, which was too shameful. There was even a guest who privately speculated about the love, hate, and the two young masters of the Li family.

But outsiders don't know that in the past five years, Mr. Li never touched Xiangxiang once, and even had very little ordinary physical contact. Mr. Li is much colder and ruthless than people imagined. Every time he comes to Xiangxiang, he occasionally talks to Xiangxiang about his brother's life. However, most of the time, he doesn't say anything, and only asks Xiangxiang to play the song that his brother likes the most during his lifetime, and then fall asleep in the song. When he wakes up, he will leave. There is never an exception in the five years.

Xiangxiang knew that in Young Master Li's heart, she was just an object, an object that was loved by his younger brother and related to his younger brother. Every time he came to Xiangxiang, he just missed his younger brother. And during the five years of getting along, he never had any feelings for himself. Whether a man had feelings for a woman will not deceive people. And Young Master Li's eyes are always cold.

Xiangxiang knew these facts clearly, but so what could that be? She was a living person, not an object. Did Mr. Li use her to miss her younger brother, and have he ever thought about what her real thoughts were like in her heart?
Chapter completed!