"Your sister has always loved you. If you can go and see her, maybe she will be happier." Mrs. Hou sighed, and then led Linglong over.

Before she even stepped into the courtyard, she smelled the bitter taste of the medicine. Linglong covered her lips and coughed lightly.

With such a strong medicinal smell, I am afraid I have to make medicine every day.

Mrs. Hou was already used to the smell of the medicine, and she didn't feel any strange at all. She said to Linglong: "Go in by yourself, I won't let you in."

Linglong frowned slightly and walked towards the inner room. The further inside, the stronger the smell of medicine became.

She suppressed the itchiness in her throat to prevent herself from coughing.

"Who? Who is here?" A very weak and soft voice sounded inside. It was Shen Qinliu, the eldest daughter of the Ning'an Marquis Mansion.

"Sister, this is Linglong. Linglong is here to see you." Linglong said, and went to lift up the tightly closed bed curtains. When she saw her sick and skinny sister, her eyes instantly turned red.

Other people's families always don't deal with their legitimate daughters and concubines, but this is not the case in the Ning'an Hou Mansion.

Shen Linglong fell seriously ill when she was twelve years old, and her sister Shen Qinliu went to Yunzhou to take care of her. Later, when she returned to the capital, Mrs. Hou did not want to see her, and it was Shen Qinliu who took special care of Linglong in the mansion. At that time in the capital Shen Qinliu's handkerchief friends all know that the new concubine in the Ning'an Hou Mansion is Shen Qinliu's most cherished one and cannot tolerate being despised or humiliated by others.

There are only a few people in the Hou family, except for two daughters, Shen Qinliu and Shen Linglong. Regardless of the grudges of the previous generation, they regard each other as close relatives.

Shen Qinliu was really ill. She clearly heard her sister's voice. She propped herself up on a soft pillow, leaned against the edge of the bed, and raised her hand to caress her exquisitely red eyebrows.

"Silly girl, why are you crying?" Her voice was gentle, yet filled with endless pity.

Linglong's tears fell on the back of her hand drop by drop, and she cried out: "What's wrong with my sister? Why is she so sick? She was obviously fine three years ago."

Shen Qinliu wiped her tears tenderly and looked at her sister with love and affection.

She couldn't tell Linglong what was wrong with her. This was a stolen life, and besides, she had sown so many evil consequences in her previous life, so it was right for God to punish and torture her.
Chapter completed!