"Wait!" Lin Heng frowned, belatedly asking, "That's not right! I remember Dao Ancestor said she'd only break one leg, didn't she? Why can't I move either of my legs?"
Dugu Yueli's eyes darted upward again, her little face flushed red, and she hemmed and hawed, unable to get a word out.
Clearly, she had still done something bad!
"Little Li, tell me honestly. Is there something else you're hiding from me?"
"Well... well..." Dugu Yueli squirmed in his arms before explaining in a small voice, "What Dao Ancestor meant at the time was... the two of us, one broken leg each..."
Lin Heng: "So...?"
He vaguely guessed something and could not help holding his breath.
"Then... then I pleaded with Dao Ancestor, saying I was delicate and frail, and also her own granddaughter, so could she not hit me?
And then, Brother Heng, your skin is rough and your flesh is thick, and your recovery ability is so strong, so why not... why not count my share on you too? Either way, it's all recuperation!
With both legs broken together, it wouldn't affect much..."
Pfft—!
As soon as she finished, Lin Heng almost spat out a mouthful of old blood and collapsed stiffly back onto the bed.
Dugu Yueli seized the chance to wriggle out of his arms. With both hands on her hips and her head tilted, she smiled as she looked at the pig brother on the bed, his face full of despair.
"You... you..." Lin Heng raised a hand and pointed at her, looking grief-stricken and indignant. "You really are my good little sister! You really are shoving me into a death pit!
Any pot, any hardship, you make me carry it all alone, right!"
"(╯?╰?) Of course!" Dugu Yueli puffed out her proud chest as if