The Return of the Noble Abandoned Consort

Binger's body is stiff.

The man lifted a large palm that was slightly coarser because of martial arts all the year round, and gently buckled the wrist of the ice.

Binger pulled his hand out.

The man sneered at her.

She seemed to realize what was wrong, her cheeks were red, and she looked forward and said: "There are many people here, and I am wearing the clothes of the palace, don't let people recognize them."

The man smiled and said: "I am still awkward when you dislike me."

Binger hangs down the scorpion and tightens the hand of the basket: "Speak somewhere."

The man and Yan Yue said: "I am here to find you. I have set a good table in the restaurant. Would you like to have a face with me to eat a meal?"

He said something that a kind father would say, but the face that was full of smiles would not make people feel warm, but instead had a chill of winter.

Binger went with him.

This is a very high-end restaurant, which counts as one of the best in the night city. The food is delicious and the price is very thrilling.

The man entered the wing with the ice and sat on the stool at the round table, and the ice sat quietly across from him.

His right hand was on the side of the stool, and he looked at the ice lazily and smiled. "It’s only a few days before you see it. The more you get out of the water, the more you look like your mother, it looks so beautiful."

Binger did not speak.

At this time, Xiao Er presented the dishes that had already been ordered.

Binger looked at the most expensive dish in the restaurant and picked up the chopsticks silently.

The man clicked on the desktop: "Don't you give me a la carte?"

Binger gave him a duck leg, a piece of lamb, and took a small bowl. He gave him a bowl of miso soup. He still didn't move the chopsticks, picked up the cake, rolled a few pieces of lamb, and lightly. Lightly placed on his plate.

The man’s face showed a smile of appreciation: “It’s not the people who are trained by the palace. The service of the waiter is much stronger than your mother’s.”

There was a slight resentment in Binger’s voice, but he did not dare to refute.

The man seemed very satisfied with her reaction. She clipped the duck leg in her bowl to her bowl: "I am getting older, and then I can't get anything like this greasy thing. You are still small and long." , eat more."

Binger did not say anything and ate it silently.

The man saw her basket on the stool and raised her hand to take the basket.

Binger went to catch it, didn't catch it.

The man opened the red cloth, looked at the bottle and can and a pair of exquisite tiger head shoes, and smiled: "Who is a child? Are you still your sister?"

"Give me." Binger took the basket.

The man smiled and glanced at her: "Speaking of your sister... She is so beautiful, like the day... if she can take her..."

Binger put down the chopsticks heavily.

The man smiled and smiled awkwardly: "I will make a joke, what are you worried about?"

"I am full, if I have nothing, I will go home first."

"Hey, what's the hurry?" The man clasped Binger's hand. This time he used a little effort. Binger earned his income and didn't break free. He smiled. "You and your sister climbed out of a mother's womb. How is she born to be a phoenix, you were born a commandment?"

Binger said: "I am not, because you are a ‘slaves’?”

The man raised his hand slyly!

Binger was so scared that he blocked his face with his hand and fell back in the chair a few steps backwards.

The man took a deep breath and put down his hand. He smiled slowly: "If you don't see it for a few months, you will learn to talk back and hold."

He pulled out a small porcelain bottle from his arms.

Binger took the bottle pale: "What is this?"

The man said: "Good things, conditioning your blood, is your sister not just having a baby? It is most easy to recover this kind of remedy in the month."

Binger said: "She doesn't need it, she is very good."

The man’s smile cooled down and looked at the ice, and he said one word: “I said, let her eat.”

......

When Binger returned to the palace, the snow that had been parked for half a day fell and fell. This year's snow came earlier than in previous years, and it was very fierce. She held an umbrella, and the umbrella fell thick snow and entered the yard. At that time, there was a spirited embarrassment who stepped forward and smiled happily: "Binger’s sister is back, I am coming to me!"

After that, she had to hold an umbrella for her and took her basket.

She gave the umbrella, and the basket was tightly held in her hand: "No, I take it myself, you can help me with an umbrella."

"Good!" smirked and sent her to the gallery.

She stepped onto the steps, took the umbrella, shook the snow on the umbrella, and handed it to her with respect.

Binger is not only the grandmother of the entire palace, but also extremely face in front of Bi Guanjia. It is also the sister of Fu Xueyan. He has a very good relationship with Fu Xueyan. Under such a background, Binger cannot be the object of the next generation.

Next person...

Binger’s steps stopped in a cool place.

Inside the house, there was a cry of baby milk.

Binger hesitated and turned and pushed the door open.

Fu Xueyan is changing her daughter's diaper. Her movements are a bit clumsy, and she has not worn her pants for a long time.

Binger entered the house, put down the basket and said to her: "I will come."

Fu Xueyan wiped the sweat from his forehead and gave her the child.

Bingly dressed the clothes for the little beauty, the little beauty was comfortable, didn't cry, opened a small red beak, yawned and fell asleep.

Binger put the little beauty back and pulled it over the quilt.

Fu Xueyan looked at her falling snow basket and said, "Are you going out?"

"Yeah." Binger went to the table, turned his back to Fu Xueyan, poured a cup of hot tea, and took out the bottle from the basket by the block of his body shape, pulled out the cork, and slowly poured it into the cup. A drop of colorless, odorless liquid, without any traces, she took the bottle and walked over the basket. "Is this not going to be a New Year? I bought some rouge gouache for them, I bought it for my baby." a pair of shoes."

"I look." Fu Xueyan opened the cloth and took out the red tiger's head shoes. "It's so beautiful, you have a heart."

Binger yelled: "I am her aunt, what is it to buy her a pair of shoes?" After a pause, walked over to the table and picked up the cup of tea that was almost cool. "Drink."

Fu Xueyan took the cup.

Binger looked at her nervously. She sent the cup to her lips. She just wanted to drink. She suddenly thought of something: "I have something to ask you about Binger."

Binger’s palms were sweating, trying to calm himself down and saying, “What?”

Fu Xueyan asked: "You are... really dead?"

Binger’s eyebrows jumped and said, “Dead... how do you ask?”

Fu Xueyan thought: "When the mother did not say that he was dead, only let me be dead, he has not been in the palace for so many years, I really died when he was."

Binger said faintly: "Then you will be dead."

Fu Xueyan glanced at her: "Can he find you privately?"

Binger pinched his fingers and shook his head: "No."

Fu Xueyan looked at her and said: "I know that I will not be too good for you in the past few years, but I am your sister after all, and I will entrust you to me before the end of your life. What do you have, I hope you can tell me. ”

Binger said: "My sister is very good to me."

Fu Xueyan sighed and sighed: "You are still small, and many things don't even understand you. When you grow up, you will understand."

"Yeah." Binger tightened his fists nervously, and the cold sweat on his forehead flowed out.

Fu Xueyan just fed the tea on his lips and put it down again: "What happened to you? Where is it uncomfortable?"

Binger wiped his forehead with his sleeve: "No, it is only too much to go, some hot."

Fu Xue flue: "You go back and change clothes."

Binger stood up and looked at her with his fists.

Fu Xueyan's cup slowly pasted the lip, she raised her hand, was about to drink into her mouth, but Binger overturned her cup!

The cup smashed on the floor with a cashmere blanket, and the poisonous liquid instantly eroded a large hole in the cashmere blanket.

Fu Xueyan looked calmly at the poison on the carpet and looked at the ice.

Binger ran out without heading back.

After the screen, Qiao Wei came out with a round head: "What are you doing? Chasing!"

Fu Xueyan chased it out.

Binger went back to his house, closed the door, plugged the bolt, fell on the round table, and cried sadly.

Fu Xueyan slammed the door: "Binger, open the door."

The ice does not open.

Fu Xueyan patted the door with a palm and pushed the door into the house.

Binger wiped her tears and leaned back to her side.

Fu Xueyan whispered: "Binger, let's talk."

Binger sucked his nose and said coldly: "I have nothing to say to you... I don't want to see you... you go out!"

Fu Xueyan walked behind her: "Why not poison me?"

"Why don't you poison you..." Binger sneered. "I want to know why... I obviously hate you so much, then you are...you said that we are sisters... but you are the master of the high, but I am just The gimmicks that make people call! I don't even give you shoes! I want to earn what I want, and what you want is ready-made! There are so many good things... I got the idea, but I got it. You still don't care!

You know that when I spent three days and three nights embroidering a purse to the world, but it is not as good as when you are selling a smile, I want you to die? !

Why are all my mother's daughters, only me so embarrassed?

Am I not smart? Am I not beautiful? Where are you better than me? I was bullied since I was a child... You bullied others from an early age... Why? !

Everyone is broken, how come you are the master? I am so small to give people a slave. You said to the prince, it is difficult for me to be a lady too? He does not promise you to ask him! He will be angry if he does not promise you again! Is it difficult to play tricks? I am your sister!

You just don't want to! You just can't see me better than you! You hate me and rob you of your mother! You just have to see me being bullied and bullied like a dog. You have a thrill of revenge, right?

I hate you! I hate you for the ancient light smoke! The most hated person in my life is you! ”

At the end of the day, Binger’s whole person shouted screamingly, and a beautiful face rose red, tears swelled, his chest violently undulating, and the forehead and the blue veins on his neck were rioting.

Fu Xueyan looked at her with utter disorientation.

She covered her face and shivered and cried.

Fu Xueyan's eyelashes flicked a little, went forward, crouched down, and took her hand on her face: "I... I don't know if you have been so sad..."

She really didn't know that her relationship with Binger, as Binger said, was really not so close and affectionate. She only wanted to leave her alone in the palace, but she would raise her sister, she would marry her. .

She has everything, but she doesn't have a mother who is going to give her a way out because she doesn't trust her.

The mother had to give her up, but she couldn’t give up the ice. When she died, she forced her to treat Binger well.

She was under the fence at the time, and the name of a lady was empty. In fact, it was not as glamorous as the appearance. When she did not grow up, she was often detained by the next generation when she did not mourn her.

Although there is a blessing in the back, but there is a price for the blessing, she did not think about paying her unacceptable price for a sister who snatched her mother.

But now she thinks about it. If she really kneels down to ask for the prince, or if the hunger strike threatens the prince, will the prince accept the ice child as a righteous woman?

The answer is no, Wang Ye will not adopt a daughter of a slave, he can not afford this person.

Fu Xueyan did not refute anything for herself. She did... can do better.

Fu Xueyan raised her hand and wiped her tears: "If you hate me so much, why don't you kill me?"

Binger wowed and cried: "You are my sister... my sister who raised me..."