Forgotten Legend of the Bloodied Flower

"Yes!"

Xiao Yun looked energized. Even though she was still grieving over her parents, but she felt relieved that Nan Hua would not push her away. Internally, she vowed to herself that she would make sure that nothing bad would happen to her miss.

Nan Luo watched from the side then turned to look at Xiao Yan, who was rather impassive. "Do you want to stay behind too?"

"I'll accompany my sister if you allow it, Young Master."

From the tone that Xiao Yan used, Nan Luo could see that he really didn't care much about his parents. It was to the point that his reason to stay behind would be to care for his sister rather than to take care of his parents.

"You don't seem to have good memories of this city."

Xiao Yan's eyes flickered. "I don't."

Who would have good memory when all he could remember was the beating that his parents gave him? After all of that, they simply sold him off along with his little sister in order for them to be able to live.

For them, children were only tools for them to sell so that they could live better.

Nan Luo blinked his eyes. If he remembered correctly, Xiao Yun was still very small when she first came to Nan Family Residence to take care of Nan Hua.

"She didn't know?"

"No."

"Why didn't you tell her?"

Xiao Yan didn't immediately answer. Why didn't he tell his sister?

"I don't want to destroy her image of her parents."

The answer stunned Nan Luo. Looking at the steady expression on Xiao Yan's face, memories of his own past flashed within his eyes.

Several years ago, he never knew about his father's deeds to his twin sister. He was always busy studying. Because of his poor comprehension, he often spent more time to study and ended up dead tired.

Even though he still spared some time to accompany his twin sister, he would often be dead tired at that time.

How could he still have the time to focus completely on what his twin sister said?

Once, she asked a strange question.

"Luo, do you want to be like Father?"

Nan Luo looked at his twin sister in confusion. "Of course! I want to become a good official like him or even better like the Prime Minister. I'm sure that I'll be able to…."

He kept on talking while Nan Hua was staying beside him with a half-smile. At that time Nan Luo didn't pay more attention and only felt that his twin sister was strange for asking that question. The young Nan Hua then brushed it off by saying that she was thinking that her twin brother should have become a general like their grandfather.

Their discussion changed completely.

At that time, Nan Luo still liked his father a lot and treated it as something normal. He wanted to be like his father because he was the role model in Nan Luo's life.

Until that time.

"Luo, how long do you want to stay there?" Feng Ao Kuai called out.

"Ah, let's go back." Nan Luo smiled then rushed back. He looked at City Rou once more before he boarded the carriage. His eyes then landed on Nan Hua in front of him as he smiled. "Hua'er, do you want to take a nap? It'll be quite a long journey back home."

Nan Hua looked at her twin sibling and felt that he was quite strange. However, taking some rest in the carriage might be a good idea.

"Ok."

"Come here, you can use my shoulder or my lap."

"Hua'er, just use my shoulder!" Feng Ao Kuai furrowed his eyebrows and glared at Nan Luo as if he didn't wish for Nan Luo to take Xiao Yun away from him.

Nan Luo snorted. "I'm her twin brother, so she'll be closer to me."

"I'm her cousin!"

Feng Ao Si looked at these two and felt that they had somehow turned crazy. Who in their right mind would quarrel about lending their shoulder to have a girl sleep? However, he didn't dare to voice it out because he had the feeling that these two would kill him if he did it.

Nan Hua was tired with Feng Ao Kuai and Nan Luo's quarrel, so she simply rested her head on Nan Luo's shoulder. Nan Luo beamed and smirked while Feng Ao Kuai's expression darkened.

"Sleep, Hua'er."

"Mhm."

Looking at his twin sister, Nan Luo raised his hand and lightly brushed the hair on Nan Hua's face. His eyes landed on the spot on Nan Hua's head where there was a very small area that hair didn't grow. His eyes turned a bit cold.

It was the place where Nan Shu Cheng hit her until it was bleeding.

On the day he found out everything, it was because he wanted to return home. He had been studying a lot and promised Nan Hua that he would return early to play with her. Because of that, he studied until late at night and managed to finish everything in time.

He rushed to his mother's quarter to play with Nan Hua.

But what he saw was a scene he would never be able to forget in his entire life.

A servant from Concubine Qu's side was holding a bowl filled with some unknown liquid. She was trying to feed his mother the medicine in that bowl. At the same time, Nan Hua was standing between their mother and the servant. Her eyes were filled with determination and hatred that seemed to stem from the bottom of her heart.

Blood was pouring from one side of her head, covering part of her face. Even though her head must be throbbing and hurt, she was still standing firmly.

In front of her, Nan Shu Cheng was holding a white porcelain bowl. At the edge of the bowl was blood.

"Father, please don't ask Mother to drink it!" the young Nan Hua pleaded. She was only eight years old at that time and her voice sounded so desperate as she pleaded.

That desperate voice broke the last string in Nan Luo's heart.