8 Ally (1/2)

”Sister!”

Hongyue turned to see a petite and refined girl moving towards her. She inwardly frowned, seeing such a bright and elegant beauty, how can she hate her. While she inherited the memories, she didn't inherit the emotions so Hongyue didn't understand the past all that well. Sirens are natural killers, they had no emotions so she couldn't relate to it. In her past life, she was isolated and by watching the other party she pretended to feel what emotions in order to please them. Hongyue stared hard, from the memories, the two sisters didn't interact with each other for 10 years or so. She looked down and continued pretended to be a stupid fool.

”Yue'er.”

Lan'er could feel her heart dripping in disappointment. Her sister didn't seem to recognize her.

”Third Sister Lan.”

Lan'er could feel tears beginning to spill over.

”No, you used to call me Little Lan.”

Hongyue glazed up and innocently blinked her eyes.

”Third Miss, she's an idiot. There's no point of telling her.” A maid by Hongyue's side answered.

Lan'er flinched. Yes, it was her fault this sister of her became an idiot. She glared at the maid with ice-cold eyes. She stepped forward and slapped the maid hard.

”Do you not know your place? How dare you called my sister an idiot!”

Hongyue watched on slightly complicated. Was this sister truly caring for her or pretending? What the maid said was a common thing all the servants liked to say. For her third sister to hear this should make her happy unless she's pretending and just wanted to hit her maid right in of her. Hongyue pretended to stumble and fell. Right away, Lan'er looked over and ran towards her. Hongyue looked down, covering her eye with her long lashes. Huh, this third sister of hers was genuine.

”Yue'er! Are you okay?”

Hongyue stumbled back to her feet.

”T-third sister..” She murmured weakly, ”You're hurt.”

Yan'er stared at her bleeding finger that had been stabbed by the thorns before. Her eyes turned cold.

”I'm fine.”

Yan'er stared at her eldest sister. It had been at least ten years. They really mistreated her. Yan'er felt her heart slowly freezing.

”Let's go.”

Inside his hall, The General nervously tended to the Crown Prince, who was making it hard for him.