When asked, he was reprimanded or even beaten, and Rong Xue never dared to ask about his own life.
The children of the same age didn't understand this, but seeing that Rong Xue had no parents was an insult to her and excluded her everywhere.
In the cries of "wild children, wild children" from children of the same age, the fragile heart of the precocious Rong Xue became more sensitive and suspicious.
After spending a long time in the Prince's Mansion, she actually suspected that Prince Pingdong was her biological father!
And because of her extremely introverted and gloomy personality, she is therefore wholeheartedly hating the princess of the county, wanting to claim a name for herself!
Han Bing turned his back and said coldly: "Looking at the past love, I will put up with you this time, but there will be no next time! You know, if I say it, I will definitely Cashed out!"
As soon as her words fell, she suddenly felt a writhing in her stomach, which made her horribly disgusting. This feeling of discomfort was really uncomfortable.
Rong Ma was still thinking about the embarrassing things in the past, and suddenly heard Han Bing let out a depressed retching.
She hurriedly raised her head when she saw Han Bing pressing her chest with one hand and covering her mouth with a very uncomfortable look.
"Princess, what's wrong with you, why are you retching?" Rong's mother hesitated for a while, and asked hesitantly.
Han Bing lowered her hand covering her mouth and nose. She took a faint look at Rong Ma and replied, "It is naturally because of illness that I vomit. Otherwise, what kind of medicine will you take if you are not sick?"
The blood of Han Bing's bones is the blood of the clan and nobles. People always wear a perfect mask, and most of the time they are more tolerant.
And she has such a harsh tone, most of which is to transfer her disgust towards Rong Xue to Ma Rong.
However, Han Bing's tone quickly eased and waved his hand to signal Rong's mother to step down and said, "You go down first."
"Yes." Ma Rong had just gone to face-saving, her heart turned a thousand times, but she did not dare to ask any more, she only responded in a low voice, respectfully saluted and retired.
After a while, Han Bing turned and looked at the direction of Rong Ma's departure, a faint feeling of coldness rose from the soles of his feet along the spine to the top of his head.
Her eyes trembled, and she sighed faintly, "Why things that I thought were normal, but seem to be beyond my control and become more and more complicated..."
The red clubs here are not bad. Outside the pavilion, the red plum blossoms all over the world. Inside the pavilion, the antique is full of flavor and elegance.
A very young and beautiful boy was sitting in front of the antique red sandalwood table with a set of wine utensils on hold.
He wore a navy blue brocade gown with a hollow belt around his waist and a fair complexion.
His clear, black-and-white eyes are as deep as a pool of water, thick eyelashes, nose hanging, and delicate features but also full of heroic spirit.
auzw.com At this time, his gentle smile smeared his aggressive features with a holy and beautiful light.
Liuyue knelt and sat aside, her white and delicate hands brushed the red plum blossoms in the bamboo basket.
She carefully picked out the broken and withered red plums one by one, and then threw the undamaged red plums into the wine container on the small stove for cooking.
In the meantime, a petal fell lonely, and the young man stretched out his hand to catch the falling petals, picked up the petals and put them in his mouth to chew.
There is a slightly bitter taste mixed with a faint lingering fragrance that diffuses between the lips and teeth, and he whispered: "It's bitter."
Liuyue couldn't help covering her lips and chuckling softly, she said softly: "My son, most of these flowers don't taste very good. On the contrary, plum wine is elegant, and it is more refreshing to drink in summer than iced in summer, and taste the cold fragrance. This winter day Plum blossoms boiled wine, it is interesting and fresh."
Rong Xue used Liuyue to force Su Lingfeng to intercept Lu Yang, and Liuyue stayed in Laoshan Daily to accompany Hanlin to make tea and enjoy the plum.
"I didn't like plum blossom very much before." Han Lin smiled faintly, "I always think that the beauty of plum has a false reputation. In terms of medicinal value and refreshing spicy fragrance, it is far inferior to Yindan grass."
Liuyue said, "I don't know much about these."
Han Lin sighed quietly and said, "I forgot, the meaning of plum. It was also imposed by the literati poker, so the vegetation is not good." After he said that, he spread the palm of his right hand and traced the lines of the palm with the index finger of his left hand. In this way, and the fate is ill-fated and unpredictable.
Liuyue was silent. When she gave Han Bing a sign for Yue Lao, she sighed that her son was changeable and his orders changed.
At this time, she realized that the son has always been the elegant and refined son before, and he has never changed.
Seeing that the son is so lonely now, Liuyue finally couldn't help but ask: "The son is obviously being blamed. You have not done some things at all. Why don't you clarify these misunderstandings? Not everyone can be like me and Ling. The wind touched you like this, why should you suffer injustice?"
Han Lin looked at the lines on the palm of his hand intently, and smiled lightly: "I don't want these misunderstandings to be clarified, it's best to never leave them."
"Why... why?" Liuyue looked at him incredulously and saw that he was still indifferent. Liuyue persuaded him bitterly, "Do you know how much the princess will hate you if you do this?"
Han Lin said, "Even if we clarify, there is still Lu Yang separated from her, and we can't go back to each other. We have been childhood sweethearts for so many years, and we still have the least understanding and understanding."
He toasted and sipped the mellow and sweet plum wine, with a nostalgic look in his eyes, and continued: "She was actually not very smart since she was a child. Compared to her three-year-old mother who memorized Xuan Ji Tu, it is simply She's home stupid, but fortunately she is very hardworking and can make up for her clumsiness."
Liuyue pursed her mouth, frowning and said: "But I heard that the more stupid you are, the more stubborn you are. If you don't take the initiative to clarify, what if she hates you forever?"
"Hahaha." Han Lin laughed loudly in Liuyue's inexplicable gaze. After a while, he said in a deep voice, "Liuyue, which one do you think hate and love will leave a deeper mark in people's hearts?"
Liuyue thought about it quietly, and said softly: "...It's hate."
Although she didn't want to be so negative. The root of human inferiority is greed and it is not easy to satisfy. Therefore, many people will complain when they are not satisfied at all. ..
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