drink snow and ice

The man who seemed to have no temper in her eyes revealed a completely different face as soon as he raised his eyelids, the arc of smile on his face fell down, and his eyes were shining with a cold light.

It's like the bodhisattva who had been smiling and chanting all the time lost his smile, and suddenly changed from the solemn and compassionate appearance of the treasure to a gloomy and infiltrating appearance.

Chu Yuanyuan turned his face away in astonishment, but saw that the person had returned to his usual appearance, Yubai's face turned to look at her: "Today I arranged for Tian Zhen and Yunying to go shopping together, you have something you want to buy Just write a note to Tian Zhen."

After speaking, his body shook slightly, as if he couldn't stand still, he took a few steps back and leaned against the desk, his head drooping: "I'm tired, I need to sleep for a while."

Without looking at her, she turned around and was about to leave.

"He Xueyan." The little girl called her, looking a little sad: "It's you smart people who play tricks on people's hearts. I'm not good at thinking, I will only be sad."

"But it doesn't matter, beauties have privileges, and your privileges can be more than all other beauties combined. When you wave your hand, people will flock to your side. I only hope that you will show mercy, and Yuan Yuan only asks that the queen mother can occasionally love you." love me."

"Presumptuous." The man didn't turn his face, and stood still for a while: "I taught you the rules on the first day you came, so you learned these things?"

The little girl pinched some of her sleeves, and put her whole face on her back: "But it's not fair for my mother to let Yuan Yuan kiss you on the first night. It's really unfair."

"Fairness..." He Xueyan carefully read these two words several times: "Power forces people to bow their heads, and illness makes people cowardly. Chu Yuanyuan, there is everything in this world, but there is no fairness."

"There are so many people who like me, if everyone wants to ask for something in return like you, how many pieces will my heart have to be cut into?"

The sleeve was gently pulled away by a force, Chu Yuanyuan wanted to grab it again but couldn't catch it no matter what.

She had a very wrong perception of He Xueyan, she thought He Xueyan was a gentle and harmless little boy who was oppressed in the harem.

But when this gentle and beautiful woman turned her face, she showed a grinning look.

Even so, or because of this, Chu Yuanyuan somehow feels at ease, at least she is not the kind of docile character who would be bullied.

"Miss." Lingsha brought water to wipe her face and arms, He Xueyan's body was cold, even in Xia Ri, there was little sweat on her body: "Do you want to sleep for a while?"

He Xueyan handed her the hand, and let Lingsha fold up the sleeve to reveal the whole snow-white arm, and the servant girl wiped it with water.

"I don't really want to sleep." He Xueyan lowered her head: "The medicine is used up, Lingsha, someone will deliver the medicine when the medicine is used up."

Lingsha's movements paused, the handkerchief was pressed on her arm, she hung her head and moved for a long time, until a hot teardrop hit He Xueyan's skin.

But the little girl's psychological endurance has been well honed, she wiped the tears off her face casually, raised her face and gave He Xueyan a smile: "Just bear with it, please, bear with it, when we arrive On the day of the national birthday, I will always let you out, didn't your Highness say that everything has been arranged?"

"Even if it takes Chu Yuanyuan's life, doesn't it matter?"

After hearing this sentence, Lingsha's strength in holding He Xueyan's arm became a little stronger unconsciously: "She is a beggar, a street vagrant with no status, how can a life be so valuable, Lingsha can't see anything. Only Miss can be seen here."

"Drag this body." The queen withdrew her hand, opened her five fingers and raised them upwards. She raised her head and squinted her eyes for a long time: "It's just changing from the emperor's side to the prince's side. Do you think I can be free?"

"He Xueyan couldn't live without the medicine. A pot of yellow soup costs two pennies, and he left the palace as a dead person. He still has to rely on others and beg the prince for mercy and medicine."

Her eyelashes lowered, her crow-feather-like eyelashes overlapped, and her wings fluttered: "Is this kind of freedom really freedom? Is it worth deceiving someone and risking your life?"

The little maid rushed forward and grabbed her palms with both hands: "Miss is unhappy, Lingsha doesn't know what will happen in the future, Lingsha only knows that Miss is unhappy now, Miss has been in poor health since she was a child, and when she was six years old, the master was still poor, Even if I emptied my family, I couldn’t afford to support it anymore.”

On the one hand, He Xueyan's mother blamed herself for failing to give her child a healthy body, and on the other hand, she resented that He Xueyan's arrival made the already poor family worse.

One day when she was six years old, Mrs. He put on new clothes for her and said that she would send her to visit her father's teacher's house.

All that was waiting for her was a magnificent mansion, a boy with cold eyes sitting on the bed, and an old servant.

Her mother said to her: "You play with your brother for a while, and mother will go and buy salted plums for you?"

He Xueyan seemed to have sensed something, but she couldn't catch it in a flash. She tightly grabbed her mother's sleeve, watching her fingers being broken one by one.

That night, no matter how much the housekeeper coaxed her, she refused to sleep, and sat in the courtyard with the quilt in her arms, blowing the wind for half the night.

She almost died that day, but she didn't die completely.

He Xueyan herself didn't know whether she should regret not being able to die.

Her life is so thin, and it depends on money. Even if she has thousands of dollars, she can't buy a few years of peace. What's the use of pursuing such freedom?

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very short! ! !I know! ! !I'm going to be late because it's too late