Who or whom, and how much of a difference?

"My sister fell in love with you from the first time she saw you, but you didn't know her, and my father would never let his daughter marry into the royal family, so he didn't even have a chance to see the portrait. As a result of falling into hopeless love, she fell ill more than any before. In fact, I can't understand how I can fall in love with someone who has only met her once, or even only glanced at her? The way to make her get better and make her father agree to the marriage is that you can fall in love with her and come to propose marriage in person. It took me a lot of effort to find this person who could make a human skin mask, and it took a lot of effort to find out your whereabouts. Finally, I appeared in the woods in the early morning with the identity and appearance of Chaoyan. Later, you know. Xiyan told the past plainly.

"So, a lot of things are carefully designed by you?" Although he had speculated countless times, hearing the truth with his own ears, Lei Yao still couldn't hold back the surging qi in his chest.

"Your portrait was painted by my sister, and I have captured your charm just by the impression and my description. I often see you, and I am ashamed of myself. Xiyan said to herself, "I recorded everything with you in detail and showed it to her, hoping that she could find the feeling she had experienced from it......"

"I'm also afraid that I will show some horses in the future. Lei Yao interrupted her.

Xiyan chuckled, "Yes." I didn't expect her to be so careless. ”

"Do you feel good about this?" Lei Yao's Lian gradually turned cold.

"It feels good to see my sister getting better. She remembered her sister's gentle and happy smile again, and smiled unconsciously.

"Did you take me into account?" her smile looked at him like a fire. You can do anything for your sister, but what about me? Am I just a fool who has been deceived by you?

"Aren't you enjoying it?" Xiyan tilted his head and held his cheeks, not understanding why he was so angry. "When despair and despair are useless, there is a gentle, beautiful, and understanding mysterious girl who comes to you, patiently accompanies you, encourages you, supports you, brings you the sweetness and joy of love, and frees you from self-pity. Who will be so lucky as you?"

"Well, according to that, I should thank you sisters, a willing to live behind the scenes to watch his sister fall in love with the person he likes, and a sister who pretends to be a fool without grievances?"

"You don't need to be so angry. No one wants to fool you, and they have no choice but to do so. ”

"Is it just a fool? I think it's a hoax. ”

"Even if it's a scam. It's also a sweet scam, isn't it? Even though we sisters are different, haven't you fallen in love with your sister all these years together? If you can fall in love with her, then it proves that you have always liked women like her, and I am just a stand-in, practicing with you instead of her, giving you a chance to start. In your memory, I was also her, saying what she wanted to say to you, in the tone she would. ”

Lei Yao looked at Xiyan, it was undeniable that what she said made sense. She and Chao Yan are fundamentally different people. She is just taking the place of Chao Yan to convey her feelings. What can tug at his heartstrings and never forget him is her occasional true face, naughty, narrow, delicate and even willful, the one who awaits Bharata in the moonlight, the one who is at the bottom of the cliff, the one who is dressed in black, and the ......one who is dressed in black. How was he going to say this? She was proud of what she had done, but he felt heartache. She didn't need to live like this, competing with other women for a husband, but as a side concubine, she had to risk her life to sign a meaningless agreement, her only child was deprived of the right to raise her, and as soon as she was sick, her husband was banished to the countryside waiting for ...... to fend for herself. She should be a woman smiling lightly in the moonlight, she should be swinging in the back garden on a sunny day, she should be cared for by a man who treats her as a treasure.

"Why do you look at me like that?" Xiyan asked.

"You can help her get happiness, why did you end up in such a situation?" the look on his face softened, and the more he thought about it, the more he couldn't hate her.

"I don't know. Xiyan raised an eyebrow, "Maybe I'm too greedy." ”

"Yan Tianmu, why are you helping me?" he stared into her eyes, his face was gentle, but his tone was unavoidable.

"That's for him. Not to be outdone, Xiyan looked back at him, and said very lightly but firmly.

"You're not in a simple relationship, are you? Lei Yao also whispered, "Otherwise, how could he come with you to save me?

"Whatever you want. Xiyan took the teapot and poured a glass of water, and drank it all. "How long are you going to sit?"

"Drive me away?" Lei Yao smiled, "I'll come again until you tell me why Yan Tianmu would help me." He stood up.

Xiyan frowned.

"If you do this, you're going to hurt my sister. ”

"I really don't understand, don't you think you're more miserable than her?" Lei Yao didn't know what to say about her.

"Don't come. Xiyan whispered.

"I'll come. Lei Yao didn't back down, "I don't want to be confused anymore." Even if it's nothing, I want to live clearly. ”

"Lei Yao, only a beautiful woman like her is worthy of your affection. Xiyan said suddenly, looking at him with faint tears in his eyes. "So, just go on like this, don't ask any more questions, and don't show up again. "I don't want you to see my embarrassed appearance, to see my unbearable side, after all, even if it is false, we have had a trace of affection.

Lei Yao stopped there in a daze, and she who had laughed at Hongchen in the last second, as if she didn't care about anything, was now begging him with sad eyes and sad tones, begging him to leave. What about you? Why don't you? I wish you were begging me not to leave you, to help you, rather than begging me to go to another woman, even if that person is your sister. A great sadness with a slight sense of absurdity came well.

His feet were fluttering, and he couldn't find the feeling of solidity on the ground at all. Sleepwalking back to the palace, the person who looked at him with concern in front of him was strange and familiar. His sanity stopped all his words and questions, and all that was left was vanity.

Chao Yan was cold, clutching his chest and suppressing his cough. Looking at her pale and haggard face and the worry that couldn't be hidden, Lei Yao let himself smile hard, "Go and lie down, I'll let people decoct some medicine." "A gentle and considerate husband, with a secret mood in his heart, anyone can act.