Wen’er couldn’t quite figure out what was wrong with Fan Shengli. Ever since she got close to Xie Hou’er, something deep inside her heart seemed to have changed, causing Aier to be so nervous right now she looked like she was wrestling with her own clothes.
After struggling for half a day, she finally managed to take off her clothes.
The Royal Ward at the Royal Hospital was fully equipped, and hot water was always available at the touch of a button.
The two of them sat one behind the other on the small wooden stool. After Aier reached for a towel and wrung it out, she began to help Xiqi wipe her back, carefully tracing along her spine.
For a brief moment, Aier felt as if she had returned to the past. The unease and tension she felt at first gradually faded away, and it was as if she had recovered that old familiar feeling.
Xiqi’s back was so smooth, so fair, and compared to before, she had gained a bit more flesh—it felt even more comfortable to the touch.
No, no, Aier scolded herself. What on earth are you getting so hung up about?
Maybe she really was a bit of a sis-con, but she shouldn’t really let her thoughts drift like this.
After taking a long breath, Aier forced herself to calm down and focused all her attention on helping Xiqi wash her back.
When she finished wiping Xiqi’s back and had wrapped her in the fragrant bathrobe, Aier used clean water to rinse the bubbles from her back.
Throughout the whole process, she tried her best to act as calm and natural as possible.
“Xiqi, I’ve finished your back. For the rest, you can do it yourself.”
“Big sis, I haven’t fully recovered my strength lately, I can’t twist around. Can you help me with my butt, too?”
As she spoke, Xiqi stood up, turned around, leaned against the wall, and revealed her lower back to Aier.
Hearing this, Aier was completely stunned, her eyes wide open in shock.
Her hands hovered midair for a long while, as if a white fire was burning atop her head.
“Wait… wait! This, this is a bit too much, isn’t it?!”
Aier’s mind was in chaos. Her hands were stiff, and she didn’t dare look directly at Xiqi.
If it were just helping each other wipe backs, that was one thing, but wiping down there… that was really too much.
“What’s the problem?” Xiqi glanced back, her mouth curled in a subtle, ambiguous way. “Didn’t you often help me wash my butt when I was little?”
Aier frowned awkwardly and gestured nervously. “That, that was different! When you were little, you’d soil your pants and I had no choice but to clean you up. But now you’re all grown up, you should be able to…”
“I’m only asking because I’m still not very convenient. That’s why I’m asking you for help.”
She said it with a smile, completely unlike her former innocence.
“But, but…”
“Big sis, what are you struggling with? You’re just helping someone who’s not feeling well. Don’t tell me… you have some weird ideas?”
Hearing this, Aier’s scalp tingled!
This was simply flipping the situation, clearly she was the one with messy thoughts, but Xiqi twisted it onto her.
But… it was surprisingly effective.
If she refused again now, it would seem like she really did have impure motives toward her little sister.
Aier braced herself. “Alright… fine then.”
Aier quickly wrung out the warm towel and reached out toward Xiqi.
The sound that came from Xiqi’s lips made Aier jump, and she almost dropped the towel in her hand.
Xiqi chuckled softly, “Sister, a bit gentler.”
“I… I know, sorry.”
It was over. Aier had no idea how much strength she was using anymore. She felt as if she had fallen into a world of thick oil, moving only on instinct.
Why… why did things turn out like this?!
In the bathroom, the sound of Xiqi’s hot, rapid breathing rang out, and Aier’s cheeks turned a deep red, the tips of her ears burning.
When the bathroom door finally opened, Aier clung to her towel like a wandering soul, drifting to the bedside.
Then she curled up on the bed, hugging her knees, making herself into a small ball.
“Big sis?” Xiqi, now dressed in clean hospital clothes, walked over to Aier and gently poked her. “Sister, don’t sit here naked, you’ll catch a cold.”
As she spoke, she carefully wrapped Aier up in a blanket.
But big sis’s technique really was… amazing, it felt good several times over.
It felt like all the pressure building up in her body had been released, and suddenly she was completely relaxed.
“Xiqi, don’t do that again next time, alright?”
Aier looked at her own little sister with pitiful eyes.
Xiqi’s heart softened all of a sudden.
Big sis’s pitiful expression was just too cute!
Faced with such an adorable big sister, how could she refuse?
“Sis, what are you talking about? We were just washing up normally.”
Aier quietly left Xiqi’s embrace and began to put on her clothes.
“It’s getting late, I have to go. Xiqi, take care of yourself. I… I’ll come see you again next time.”
Upon hearing this, Xiqi’s expression visibly dimmed a little.
Big sis was going back to that bad woman’s side again.
How hateful! She really wanted to always be with her big sis, and have her forever.
The obsession that spilled out from Xiqi’s eyes made Aier’s heart race.
But the next second, when she looked again, Xiqi’s expression was normal.
“Just… my imagination.”
Outside the Royal Palace, in the lamp-lit district of the Royal Capital.
Night had fallen, and the palace’s grand silhouette appeared even more solemn under the moonlight. A pitch-black carriage sat quietly by the roadside.
Xie Yier leaned back inside the carriage, sipping coffee. Monica stood quietly outside, her gaze fixed on the palace gates.
About fifteen minutes later, a figure finally appeared at the side door.
The newcomer was tall and slender, bearing a seventy-percent resemblance to Xie Yier, with the same iconic royal blonde hair.
The difference was, she wore a delicate pair of gold-rimmed glasses, and her eyes behind the lenses were lively and cunning.
She was dressed in a crisp white shirt and a dark, tailored half-skirt, making her look both competent and scholarly.
Her sleek black short hair reached just to her neck, adding a touch of freshness.
There was no doubt—this was Xie Yier’s biological younger sister~ Monica.
She carried a sturdy-looking leather case in her hand and walked out at a brisk pace.
“Miss Monica, over here.”
Monica looked up at the voice, making sure she hadn’t missed it amid the lamplight on the roadside.
Monica turned her head and, upon seeing Monica, instantly broke into a brilliant smile: “Yulei, the housekeeper! Long time no see!”
She walked quickly over, her gaze sweeping past the carriage. “Where’s my sister? She’s so busy she can’t even come greet her dear little sister herself?”
“The lady is in the carriage.”
Yulei naturally took the case from Monica’s hand and led her to the carriage.
Monica couldn’t wait, quickly climbed into the carriage, and pulled aside the curtain to see Xie Yier resting with her eyes closed.
Her eyes sparkled, and in the next instant, she pounced.
“Sister—”
Monica threw herself onto Xie Yier, wrapping her arms around her neck and giving her a big kiss on the cheek.
“It’s been so long, I missed you so much! Did you miss me?”
Xie Yier leaned back slightly, pushing away Monica’s face with a look of disdain. “You’re too old to act like a little kid.”
“But I’ll always be your little girl~”
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