Chapter 3 Just an outsider

Seeing that the collection has been kept by everyone, the bug really doesn't know what to say. It was ready to remove the collection, but when I opened it, I didn't drop any of it! Really, the eyes of the worm are a little wet~~ The worm once again gives you a guarantee that this book will not be cheated, and it will be finished! After writing so much, Bug is reluctant to let go~~ It's just that the sophomore courses are full. Recently, I have a lot of things to do. Yesterday, I went to the city for an interview to find a part-time job~~ But I quickly sent an article, and there will be an update tomorrow. During the holiday, Bugs work hard to write, and after coding, I have to do my own homework, and Bug typing is very slow. The article has been irregular recently. Please forgive me.

Happy Mid-Autumn Festival, guys!!

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Time slowly flows quietly in the process of snow, and the chill is even more piercing.

It's just that the woman in the girl in cuffian who is still kneeling in the snow is as motionless as a sculpture. The pain of her knees has already paralyzed all her nerves. On the contrary, her face is even colder than the ice and snow. She is stiff, obedient but stubborn.

The ice condensed and knelt in the snow for half an hour, and the cold air was to the bone. The whole body was still stiff and disobedient, and even the strength of trembling and trembling disappeared. She knew in her heart that if these legs were delayed any longer, they would definitely be useless.

But so what? She should be punished if she angered the young lady, although she still doesn't know what the young lady wants her to admit.

The cold abuse made her hearing a little weak, until a pair of plain Shujin and cloud-patterned embroidered shoes appeared in the bottom of her eyes, and Bing Ning was stunned and looked up.

"Miss?"

The person who came was none other than that ordered Bing Ning to kneel outside the door, wearing the cyan cloak just now, but withdrew the hand stove. She lowered her head slightly and looked directly at the kneeling Bingning.

Seeing Bing Ning's frozen purple lips, he still kneels stubbornly in the snow without saying a word. After all, there was still a trace of touch in his eyes.

"Get up."

Seeing that the master had already said something, the twins quickly trotted out and picked up the Bingning who could not get up at all, and did not forget to pat the snow on her body. "Wow, Sister Bingning, you are so cold. Go back and take a hot bath. I'll ask the kitchen to make some ginger soup for you to get cold."

Dong Dong hurriedly put a snow fox robe on Bing Ning. The robe was snowy all over, and the touch was delicate and soft. It was a rare top grade. How could a girl have these!

"Miss---" Bingning deeply condensed Xi Xinmiao, who had only said one sentence from the beginning, and there was a faint trembling in her throat. No matter how the twins dragged it, they refused to leave.

"Yingning, I'm going to ask you some questions now. I want you to promise that your answer must be sincere, and don't have any scruples, understand?" Her words are light and cold, and can't be ignored. They are even more ethereal than the snowflakes that float up in the sky.

"Yes, miss, please." Bingning nodded to Ling Su, and the moment she evacuated the twins' support, her body shook violently. Dingding just wanted to go up to support her, but she was stopped by Dongdong.

"Who was your master before me?" Xi Xinmiao carried her hand on her back and stared at the woman opposite who stood alone in the wind and snow. She couldn't see her emotions.

"It's the general." Bing Ning answered without hesitation.

"What about now?"

"It's Miss."

"If Xi Aotian asked you to kill me, what would you do?" Her tone was understated, but there was a hint of severity in her eyes.

"Miss!" The twins next to him had already exclaimed, and even if it was Bingning, they were slightly stunned.

Her eyebrows were squeezed, and she said in a low voice, "Bing Ning will commit suicide."

There was no abnormality on Xi Xinmiao's face, and she did not say anything about Bing Ning's answer. She continued:

"What if I want you to kill Xi Aotian?" Mo Hei's sharp eyes locked her and did not allow her to flinch.

Thunder on the ground, Xi Xinmiao's words just said like a bomb that detonated the whole audience. With such rebellious remarks, I'm afraid that only Xi Xinmiao can say indifferently and calmly in the world. The father-sup act has been unacceptable since ancient times. Even if Bingning and others have been with Xi Xinmiao for many years, hearing her question, even if it is 'if', has shocked them from recovering for a long time.

Bing Ning stared at Xi Xin Miao for a moment. In her long time, she slowly said, "Ying Ning will kill him and then commit suicide." The speed of speech is slow and loud.

That is obedience, loyalty, and loyalty who vows to complete the task.

"Sister Bingning, you are crazy!" The twins' wide-eyed consters did not have any effect. The only thing they can think of is that they must be crazy. The master is crazy, and even Sister Bingning is crazy. They are all crazy!

A master and a servant in the snow seem to be isolated from the outside world. The snowflakes blurred the two of them, and there was a dreamy and beautiful thin barrier between them and them who were watching their dialogue.

I suddenly felt a little cold water on my face and stroked my hand, leaving only the touch of body temperature. There was a snowflake there...

Xi Xinmiao stretched out her palm, and her eyes reflected a scene that fell into her palm and immediately turned into snow.

"Bingning, do you understand now?" Xi Xinmiao closed his fist and hid the water stains in his palm in his sleeve. He turned his head to look at her, without sadness or joy or blame in his eyes.

"Miss, Bing Ning knows what's wrong!"

Bing Ning's voice was a little choked, and he knelt down again with a bang. "It's Bing Ning's own decision."

"Bingning, since you have decided that I am the master, you should not let other obstacles hinder the audio-visual and affect your judgment. Remember, you have only one master.

Your former master, in your opinion, although he is no longer your master, you still regard him as a benefactor, and he is my father. However, in my opinion, he, Xi Aotian, is just a Xi Aotian. I hope you can understand this.

"Yes, Bing Ning knows it." She is wrong. She is really wrong. How can she be smart to think that such an indifferent person will give up his principle bottom line because of the relationship of the general? Her young lady is noble, not blasphemous, and also inviolable. No one can!

"Go down." Xi Xinmiao waved her hand and turned around and walked to the bamboo forest alone.

Bingning looked at the distant back, and suddenly her eyes were hot: Why is that figure still so lonely? This sky and the earth is cold, but the woman came from her heart?

She doesn't know, not even the woman herself...

There is a snowy sea in the bamboo forest, and people only feel small in it, but the cyan figure is unyielding and lonely stubborn.

Xi Xinmiao stood quietly in a corner and looked up at the gray low sky. The snow falling from the gray sky gently hit her on the cheek. She hooked her lips and closed her eyes.

Snowflakes hit the face like rain, little by little cold, little by little, little by little disappearing, and finally there is no trace.

It seemed that after a long time, she could not feel the touch on her face, and a chill came faintly from the side of her face. When she opened her eyes again, an oil-paper umbrella with a lonely boat fishing came into her eyes.

The slender and clean fingers at the handle of the umbrella stopped on the side of her face. She knew that he was by her side.

"The snow is too cold. Don't hurt your body."

There is his warm and deep care behind his ears, and his voice is still faint, but it is filled with a shallow gentleness. The tip of her nose still seems to linger around his unique fragrance of lotus medicine, which is the smell of her fascination.

Xi Xinmiao turned around and bumped into a deep blue lake without surprise. Her answer was a little inexplicable: "Now it's cold, and I won't be afraid of the cold in the future."

He pushed the umbrella that was moved to most of his head to the other side of the cold water. Isn't there a layer of snow on his body?

Xi Xinyao turned around and walked to the deeper and farther dense forest. The cold water also followed, but the umbrella fell on the top of Xi Xinmiao's head again without any surprise, just covering the woman's body.

"Ah, Joan, sometimes you really make people helpless."

"What?" She stopped and turned her head, but didn't look at him.

"Why do you let them misunderstand?"

"You-" Xi Xinmiao's face changed slightly and condensed to him.

"Yes, I know." Shui Yihan only looked at her, and his eyes were clear and warm.

"It's not a misunderstanding. I'm a bloodthirsty person. All those who hinder me must die, and all emotions can be cut off," she sneered, and then said, "There is no one in the world who can't be killed."

There seems to be an illusory sigh in the air. Is it the wind? Is it snow? Is it a person? There is no way to know.

"She is not suitable to stay with you."

"I know that in terms of loyalty, Bingning really can't meet my requirements. She is fettered." Xi Xinmiao's eyes sank, and her pupils were slightly dark. What she wanted was a single-minded subordinate. She could only listen to her, let alone imagine that she would decide her own life and death. The life and death of subordinates are not up to them. But the ice...

"She is a good girl." This is the only reason why she kept her by her side, although she is not the subordinate she wants.

"Eh..." Knowing what she meant, Shui Qianhan no longer forced it. He would block all the dangers for her. Just because he promised her to give her a flying sky at will.

"Ajoon..."

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"You always redeem others, even in a way that others don't understand, have you ever thought about it, in fact, you also---"

"I don't need it." She resolutely and stingy interrupted his hope, as if she had returned to the previous relationship, as if the cave was a dream of Nanke.

The man was stunned. He looked at her deeply, his eyes were deep and fanatical, and he smiled. He didn't know whether he was laughing at her or himself.

"It doesn't matter. If you fly up, I will accompany you; if you sink, I will accompany you. In this life, you can't get rid of me.

......

He left the umbrella for her first; she left later and left the umbrella.

In the snowy bamboo forest, the open umbrella is slowly blurred and annihilated...