Vol 6 Chapter 863: Deep emotion

Many years ago, Kang Ling, who had sunken eye sockets and was skinny as a wood, lay awkwardly in the mud. She looked at the bright white jade hand extended to her with shock in her eyes.

She heard the person say in a gentle tone: "As long as you are willing, from now on, you will be by my side. I am here and you are here."

Kang Ling swears that it was the most touching word she has ever heard in her life, and she has been with that person ever since, watching that person behave.

Gradually that person became her faith, her benchmark.

Kang Ling respected and loved her. This kind of love is sensible, but it is also fanatical. Because in her heart, even if she has a beloved lover, it can't match the importance of that person in her heart.

It's so important that you would never endure a slander. She heard the voice screaming from the bottom of her heart, like a glacier cracking and magma spurting out!

That is her faith, her goddess.

When Kang Ling was the one who robbed her of her life from death, love cannot change her belief, but faith can determine love and hate.

She called that person "Han Bing". With them, the prefix "A" will be added to their relatives to show intimacy.

She worshipped her as a goddess, loved her as a leader, and relied on her as her sister in her own heart. She sweetly called "A Bing". That person is Han Bing.

Kang Ling frowned, and the sudden departure of the warm source made her move uncomfortably.

Fortunately, someone carefully covered her with a quilt and tucked the corners of the quilt. Then she licked her mouth and fell into a dark and sweet dream with peace of mind.

Han Bing secretly breathed a sigh of relief. After waiting for a while, she put on her clothes and walked to the window, opened a small slit and glanced slightly.

The sky was dark, but the earth was white, it turned out to be snowing.

Han Bing closed the window gently and glanced at the bed again.

Last night, the silly child kept holding her and crying, like a wet sponge wringing out grievously.

Later, her tears were dry, only sobbing and sighing, and even crying and fainting, but Han Bing knew that Kang Ling's tired heart was relieved.

Han Bing didn't understand Kang Ling's meaning, and when Kang Ling said those appalling things, she was silent.

Han Bing asked himself, why did I fall into such a dilemma?

At that moment, she heard her heart say: "Because there has never been a woman in love in this world who can distinguish emotion from reason."

At that moment, she wept.

Han Bing stayed up all night, she thought for a long time.

The quiet night calmed her heart, and she gradually realized that a person, whether a man or a woman, would have various worries in her mind when she was free, and sometimes the trouble was brought to her.

If you can break out of this range, open up your mind, and have plenty of free time, then the setbacks you will suffer will be reduced.

auzw.com Thinking about this, Han Bing put on his clothes and cloak, stood up and quietly walked outside the door.

The snow is sparsely sparse and about to stop, and the snow in the flowerbed outside the corridor is so deep.

As soon as Han Bing left the house, she felt a shivering chill on her face. She hit Ji Ling and coughed a few times.

It was this faint movement that quickly frightened the little vigil girl who hid in the house to keep warm. When she raised her head and saw Han Bing, she knelt in fright.

The little girl kowtowed like garlic: "The princess, all slaves should die, and the slaves should not be lazy, hope the princess will forgive!"

Han Bing had no intention of alarming the others. She woke up so early just to go to the study quietly and look at the books by herself.

Just from this look, Han Bing's face had a faintly unhappy look.

That little girl was young, her ears, cheeks, and hands were flushed with cold. On such a cold day, she didn't wear thick clothes, and she trembled because of the cold or fear.

"Get up." Han Bingxu gave her a hand, frowned and said coldly: "It's so cold this year, why do you wear so little? The steward didn't order to buy winter clothes for the people below?"

The little girl blushed, and then her eyes drooped and she complained: "The steward said that the master didn't mention adding clothes. It means that when it is not yet time to add clothes, the newcomers should bear it first. But he..."

"Enough." Han Bing coldly interrupted the little girl, and reprimanded: "I should do my own thing, and don't disturb."

After speaking, Han Bing bypassed the little girl and continued walking.

The little girl stood there in a daze for a moment, shocked and aggrieved, sending Han Bing a blessing.

Seeing Han Bing turned back, his expression faintly said: "Go tell the steward, come to the study with the account book for the past three years to find me", Han Bing paused, and continued, "Besides, it's cold, you should Add clothes."

The little girl was taken aback for a moment, and when she reacted, she burst into laughter, and responded happily, "Yes."

Han Bing smiled faintly, then turned and walked along the corridor towards the study.

Kang Ling's eyelids moved, but there was no sign of waking up. She rolled over, facing the inside of the bed.

Kang Ling turned over and kicked the quilt away irritably.

"Han Bing, I don't want to read." The young Kang Ling pouted her mouth and rubbed the corners of her clothes, acting like a baby with a pair of flickering eyes.

Han Bing was silent and stared at her with his eyes. Kang Ling was at a loss for a while, and then hesitated and explained: "A woman without talent is virtue..."

"Women's ignorance is virtue, which means that even if a woman is talented, she must keep a low profile, not show her talent, and not be a favored and proud person." Han Bing interrupted Kang Ling lightly and took the book. I gave the copybook to her and said angrily: "Practice! Just use this copybook to practice until the three-foot-high rice paper is used up. I can't bear to use such white and delicate paper for painting. I will give it to you to mess around. ."

"Oh, Han Bing, don't be angry with me, I'll just practice." Kang Ling pulled Han Bing's sleeves and acted like a baby, in exchange for Han Bing's helpless sigh: "You--"

Kang Ling's slender eyelashes trembled slightly, and she slowly opened her eyes and stared directly at the top of the tent.

She studied with Han Bing since she was a child, and she admired this woman who was not the smartest, but the most measured woman. ..

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