Matriarchal Desires

Xiao Lian lowered his head, guilty. Although grateful, he grumbled, “Even so, she can’t keep torturing your body. It’s been two years.”

Su Xi gripped the wooden hairpin, feeling happy. “Xiao Lian, you still don’t understand. For me, it isn’t torture but a blessing, something I’m willing to do. She has helped us so much; what could I give her besides my body?”

If she wanted, he would give her his life, as long as someone could take care of Xiao Lian.

Xiao Lian glared at him. “I don’t understand, but you do,” he muttered softly, “Actually, I understand everything.” If he hadn’t developed a high fever, his brother wouldn’t have become a male prostitute, tortured with scars. He was the one who had dragged his brother down.

Suddenly, Xiao Lian’s eyes flashed. He rushed to the outer room and returned with a pill and a cup of hot tea, steam rising from its surface. “Brother, take this.”

Su Xi was puzzled. “What is this?”

Xiao Lian replied, slightly satisfied, “Isn’t this the medicine that woman sent to supplement your body?”

“Xiao Lian,” Su Xi furrowed his brow.

“Oh, I know, it’s from Miss Jin,” he pushed the pill into Su Xi’s hand. “Quickly take it. Your body will recover faster.”

“But I already took one yesterday.”

“Taking more is beneficial,” Xiao Lian insisted, pushing the pill into Su Xi’s hand.

Su Xi glanced at Xiao Lian, who seemed overly excited, rarely displaying such brightness.

Su Xi reluctantly took the pill, finding the taste strange but increasingly sweet, considering it was from Jin Yu.

Xiao Lian watched him swallow the pill and handed him hot tea. “How does it taste? Have some tea.”

“It feels a bit sweet,” he replied after taking a sip.

Watching Su Xi take the pill, Xiao Lian felt conflicted. Why were his previous medicines so bitter? That woman clearly showed favoritism. Just because he never served her, she made his medicines so bitter that he wanted to vomit.

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