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Bing Lingluo didn't have the habit of lying in bed, and the next day when the sky was slightly bright, she got up.

Since she crossed, the servants of Lingluo Pavilion have been dismissed by her for various reasons, leaving only her personal maid Biqing and a few rough women who are used for hygiene, but those rough women usually stay in the outer courtyard, and only come into the inner courtyard to clean at a fixed time every day, so Bing Lingluo's courtyard is very quiet.

Snowflakes are flying, and the whole sky is a snow-white stage.

Bing Lingluo stood on the steps of the door, couldn't help but stretch out his hand, a few white and pure snowflakes were lying in the palm of his hand, cool and moist.

The snow here is like the top of her snow-capped mountain, pure like an elf, no, it's an angel, a white angel, on the top of her snowy mountain, every snowflake is an angel, thrillingly beautiful.

Taking a deep breath, Bing Lingluo turned around and entered the house.

On this day, the door of Lingluo Pavilion was closed, and there were no outsiders, and even when the cold day came, he could only eat the closed door.

No one knew what Bing Lingluo was doing in the house.

Until dusk, the wind rises and the snow falls. The door of the Zero Luo Pavilion was closed for a day before it finally opened slowly.

A slender figure came out of it, Bing Lingluo remembered that his grandfather said that tonight is the Queen Mother's birthday banquet!

Sure enough, as soon as she went out, a servant reported that she was waiting for her in the front hall on a cold day at the Queen Mother's birthday banquet tonight.

As soon as he walked to the door, Bing Hantian got up directly, walked in front of Bing Lingluo, and asked nervously, "Luo'er is here?" I heard people say that you have a day off today, but what is uncomfortable? Tell grandpa. ”

When he went this morning, the door of Lingluo Pavilion was closed, thinking that Bing Lingluo hadn't woken up, so he didn't disturb her. Unexpectedly, when I came back, I heard the servant say that Bing Lingluo had been in the house for a day today. This frightened him, and he thought that something had happened to his Lo'er again.

It's okay, it's okay, the people in front of you, it's okay.

Facing the loving gaze of the cold sky, Bing Lingluo's heart warmed, "Grandpa, don't worry, Luo'er is fine, it's okay!" ”

Not wanting to worry too much about the person in front of her, she tried her best to make her tone easier.

When Bing Lingnuan and Bing Lingruo saw Bing Lingluo, their eyes were a little evasive, but it was only for a moment, and they looked at her with a smug face.

Bing Lingluo's eyes narrowed slightly, these two sisters, what are they going to play?

After looking around at the people in the hall, Bing Lingluo realized that the people in the General's Mansion were really pitiful!

There are not many heirs in the cold sky, only two sons.

The eldest son, Bing Jiangyu, that is, Bing Lingluo's father, died on the battlefield ten years ago. Therefore, the entire Protector General's Mansion is dominated by the Glacier Qi family. If it weren't for the fact that Bing Lingluo was extremely favored by Bing Lingluo, it is estimated that there would have been no place for Bing Lingluo in this mansion for a long time.

Bing Lingluo then remembered that in fact, she also had an elder brother, that is, the eldest young master of the Protector General's Mansion.

Ice Lingya!

It stands to reason that Bing Lingluo is the second eldest in this Protector General's Mansion, and everyone should call her Second Miss.

But Bing Hantian insisted, and asked everyone in the mansion to call Bing Lingya the eldest young master and Bing Lingluo the eldest lady. And Bing Lingnuan, who ranks third and fourth, are called Miss Three and Miss Four.

This is also the reason why there is no second lady in the Protector General's Mansion.

"Brother Ya..."Bing Lingluo muttered uncontrollably.

The heart is aching.

The big brother who made her laugh and played with her with a gentle face in her memory seems to have not seen her for a long, long time.

Brother Ya, where have you been?

Turning over the memories that have long been silent, since the death of her father and mother, Bing Lingya has gone out to practice. Now, it's been 10 years. In other words, Bing Lingya has never been back for ten years!

Shaking his head, Bing Lingluo told himself that he should come back, and he will always come back. Instead of thinking about so many useless things, let's think about how to find the colorful spar.

Terran, can't wait too long!

"Grandpa, didn't you say that tonight is the Queen Mother's birthday banquet? When are we going to enter the palace? ”

Generally, the earlier you arrive for a banquet like this, the better...

"You're all set, right? Tell us to go down, and we will set out. ”

The snow was still falling, and he went out in a carriage, and the night in the northern city, not used for the silence of the past, was lively and lively at this time. On the wide avenue, many luxurious carriages are crowded, and a long queue is formed, which is very spectacular.

Bing Lingluo sat alone in a carriage, ignoring the hustle and bustle outside, at this time she was meditating quietly on the couch, her forehead covered with a thin layer of fine sweat.

"Hmm..."

A faint voice of pain came from under the pursed red lips, lingering in the carriage for a long time.

Pain!

Bing Lingluo felt that her internal organs were trembling!

It was as if something was cutting her veins!

This feeling reminded her of the daytime...

Ziyun said that she was refining the power of Nuwa's inheritance.

The feeling of pain hit again, Bing Lingluo clenched his teeth, and his beautiful face was already distorted at this time.

She's in untold pain!

"Ziyun, the power of Nuwa's inheritance, wasn't it refined by me during the day? How...? ”

Ziyun shrank on Bing Lingluo's shoulder, looking at her painful appearance, he couldn't bear it, but he couldn't do anything about it.

Refining the power of Nuwa's inheritance is not something that anyone can interfere with!

Changing his previous arrogance and frivolity, Ziyun said to Bing Lingluo with a solemn face:

"Master, Nuwa Niangniang's inheritance power is too huge, and it may need to be refined several times, and this time is irregular, that is to say, master, you have to be ready at any time... During this time, the master still didn't go out yet, and concentrated on refining this power. ”

"Hmm..."

Bing Lingluo replied softly, his consciousness was already a little sluggish, he felt like he wanted to sleep, and his body involuntarily fell backwards.

Seeing this, Ziyun instantly returned to her original body, and the huge snake body rolled up with Bing Lingluo, supporting her. Ziyun was anxious, and hurriedly said, "Master... Master, don't sleep, don't sleep... Master, I can't sleep, I'll be over if I endure it any longer... The hosts..."

As if hearing the call of Ziyun, Bing Lingluo opened his eyes with difficulty, and what entered his eyes was a huge purple snake head, and there was a faint rush in his lantern-like eyes.

This is, her partner...

Ice Zero Luo, hold on!

Tearing her lips and smiling silently, Bing Lingluo was helpless, she really became more and more hypocritical.

How could she not hold on to this pain?

It's just that this body is too weak...

The carriage slowly moved forward, and finally arrived at the gate of the palace when Bing Lingluo adjusted his messy internal breath.

Cars were forbidden in the palace, so they had to get out of the carriage and walk into the palace.

Bing Hantian had already gone to greet a few colleagues, and Bing Lingnuan and Bing Lingruo also talked and laughed with a few sisters who had a good time.

Bing Lingluo can only walk alone.

Silently following the back of everyone, Bing Lingluo looked at the palace quietly. This is her habit, every time she goes to an unfamiliar environment, she will observe the terrain for the first time, find out the escape route and all kinds of...

This can be regarded as her occupational disease!

Killers, no matter when, when they fight with their lives, they have to leave a way out for themselves.

Looking at the nobles who were talking and laughing in front of him, Bing Lingluo sneered, the palace, no matter what era it is, is the same, the same hypocrisy, and dirty.

is obviously two people who hate each other, but they insist on putting on a good posture of the two sisters, decisive and hypocritical!