"Poof. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 info" was a small sound, like a soap bubble bursting.

"Whoa." Suddenly, there was a heavy rain on Laussinger's head, only for about five or six seconds, but it was enough.

What's going on? Suddenly it rained! No, she did it. Just now, Bing Qingcheng blocked Lausinger's sight with a small water ball with his left hand, and took the opportunity to control the water element with his right hand to gather on the top of Lausinger's head, and finally the water balloon that went up was to materialize the water element, lose the ability to float, and drench Lausinger's body.

"What a strange rain just now!" Bing Qingcheng said with a grin.

Rausinger touched his hair, even the clothes on his shoulders were a little wet, the weather was still cold, and he couldn't help but shiver. "Damn, Sha Shuo, this time you'll win! Dark, let's go. ”

"Be careful!" Bing Qingcheng looked at them and said, "I must come to class tomorrow!" Darker turned around and waved his hand at Bing Qingcheng in a friendly way, and Rausinger muttered quietly, "If I catch a cold, it must be Sha Shuo's fault." ”

Bing Qingcheng didn't stay where she was for long, she left the back mountain grove and returned to the teaching building. Because of the delay. Now it's just time for the end of school, and the students are rushing out, and the staircase is so dense that they can only flow down the stream, and they feel that they can't squeeze up.

Then wait, Bertha doesn't like crowds either, she usually leaves after peak hours. Bing Qingcheng looked at the flow of people in front of him, and there was an adult man with shiny hair opposite, and it seemed that he was going up the stairs too.

Berg! Bing Qingcheng subconsciously touched the Fengyu Sword in the space bag, after the incident in the morning, he will definitely trouble me, but I don't want to see him now! Seeing that there were fewer people, Bing Qingcheng hurriedly walked up the wall.

In front of the corridor of the classroom, I met another person who Bing Qingcheng didn't want to see.

"Sha Shuo, did you come back specifically to clean up?" Ivy stopped in front of her.

At this time, there were still some people in the teaching building, and Bing Qingcheng pushed Ivy away and walked past her.

"Damn, you dare to push me!" Ivy yelled behind her.

"I'm sorry." Bing Qingcheng said casually, the classroom was empty, "Are you home?" ”

"Sha Shuo, I'm going to punish you for cleaning the sanitary area for a month!" Ivy caught up and grabbed Bing Qingcheng and shouted.

"Sweep it yourself." Bing Qingcheng and Ivy pushed each other as they walked towards the staircase, "You let go of me, I don't have time to pay attention to you." ”

"What? What did you say? You think you're Duck! Today he was supposed to sweep the floor, but he actually skipped class, which is simply disgusting. ”

Bing Qingcheng finally threw Ivy aside, but he didn't expect the other party to pounce on him once, and said angrily at Bing Qingcheng: "You hit me in the morning, and now I want to fight back!" ”

Ivy suddenly felt that she couldn't stand anymore, and her body leaned back uncontrollably. She didn't notice that she was standing right next to the steps, and Ice Blue Orange pushed her, and she fell headfirst down. The back of her head slammed against the hard corners of the steps, and her body slid down, then the next step, and the next step......

She felt like a piece of meat on a washboard, blood gushing out of her mouth and nose uncontrollably, with only a salty taste. The man who pushed her down chased after her, looking down at her sad face, this beautiful face was red and distorted, full of horror and unwillingness.

"Why? I don't want to die yet, why is this happening, help me ......"

Unspoken words are never spoken. Bing Qingcheng closed her eyes for her, her mouth and nose were no longer breathing, but her body was still warm, and her blood was still bright red.

If for the first time, the death of Bertha's biological mother, the former queen, was indirectly and intentionally illuminated by her, and she has been watching from afar. So this time, it was unintentional, direct, the person who was alive just now, but now he was lying in a pool of blood, so close to her, her direct could feel the loss of breathing, cold and stiff body temperature.

Ice Orange knelt beside Ivy, she didn't know how long, and then she stood up, holding the hilt of her sword that was colder than Bing, rummaging up and down the stairs.

Luckily, no one, no one saw her kill Ivy. What if anyone sees this? She is powerless to take responsibility. Ice Blue Orange is wandering in the corridor, lost and dejected, do you want to kill them too?

Bertha hadn't left school, she was in Berg's bachelor dorm room, and a disgusting aura haunted her. Although it is not scruffy here, it seems to be often shown to others, and it is sprayed with disgusting perfume.

The door lock rang behind her, and the man returned. In a slippery, proud, like a wolf looking at a little sheep that can't escape, he said in a hypocritical and gentle viscous voice: "What an obedient man! Bertha-san, guess what I just found? ”

Bertha regretted a little, she should have run away just now, and it seemed that admitting her mistake was no big deal compared to now. "I'm going home, Mr. Berg."

"Oh, do you want to go home? You want everyone to know," said one hand, pinching her face wantonly, "the good girl Princess Bertha not only cheats on exams repeatedly, but also secretly associates with bad boys and gets into bad habits. ”

"It's them, it's all them." Bertha defended with a pale face, "They hurt me, I thought it was candy, I didn't know it was ......"

"What's wrong? But you haven't refused, haven't you? "Don't you feel happy?" ”

"No, I'm going back." Bertha dodged to the side.

"Cut." Berg said unhappily, "You have to make me say something that is not pleasant." He took out a photo and held it up in front of Bertha's eyes, "The girl named Sha Shuo is actually your sister, the eldest princess that the king hates the most." ”

Bertha covered her mouth in horror and looked at the photo trembling all over. It's two black and white polaroids, the first photo shows Bing Qingcheng pushing Ivy down, and the second is Bing Qingcheng kneeling next to Ivy.

"If you don't believe me, you can check it out." Berg said unhurriedly, "Anyway, I'm not in a hurry, someone will come to investigate when the time comes, and this is all human and material evidence." Judging from the current domestic situation, the king will deal with this eldest princess who knows the law and violates the law. ”

Bertha snatched the two photos and tore them apart. Berg shook his head, looking greedily at Bertha's pale face, long brown hair, and white and delicate skin. "If you like to tear things, I'll use the negatives to print more photos, but the negatives are actually color, and they will look sharper. Stayed, right? Bertha. ”

Bertha closed her eyes in despair, she knew that Bing Qingcheng was not the one who would turn herself in, but it was nothing. She suddenly understood that she shouldn't have come here, whether there was anything about Bing Qingcheng or not, her result would be the same, she couldn't get out of this room unscathed.

Bertha is missing. It is said that she left the classroom as soon as she finished class, but did not return to the palace. Empress Yi Yi sent people to search around the national capital, and it has been three days, but she can't find anything.

Just on the day of her disappearance, a student died at the school. The timing of these two events is so consistent that it is not difficult to wonder if Bertha accidentally pushed her classmates down the stairs, and ran to a place where no one could find her because she was afraid to go home because she was afraid.

After this incident, Bing Qingcheng's identity as a princess was also revealed, and she simply assisted Queen Yiyi, who was looking for Bertha outside, to take care of Windsor.

Now Bing Qingcheng and Windsor are in Bertha's room. Bing Qingcheng kicked open the lock on the door, and together with Windsor, turned the otherwise warm and lovely bedroom into a mess. She lifted Bertha's pink, bow-adorned quilt and soft feather pillow. Pulling open the white furniture, the drawers on the desk, the messy books, scraps of paper, bottles and cans jumping on the desktop.

"Doesn't she keep a diary?" Bing Qingcheng asked herself. She grabbed a flat yellow bottle with foundation inside, as well as other cosmetics such as lipstick and blush.

"Sister Bertha always wears makeup?" Windsor asked, clutching a bottle. Because Queen Yi Yi is plain and simple, they usually live a frugal life and have no habit of wearing makeup.

"I guess someone else taught her when she was in school." Ice blue orange twisted the mouth red, the color is very ordinary, smell the smell, it is tasteless, and I don't think Bertha will dress herself up too coquettishly.

"If we were to keep a diary, where would we put it?" Windsor stood in the middle of the room, and a traverser's mature mind guided, "If it's a little girl, it's usually under the pillow, or hidden in the pillow." But we just looked for it, but there was no one on the bed. If it was a little bigger, it would be a little tricky, hiding the diary in a stack of books, or in a drawer, and pressing other things on it. Either there's a secret room ....... ”

A pillow interrupted Windsor's analysis. It was Bing Qingcheng who ran over and pinched the pillow up and down again when Windsor said the pillow, of course there was nothing, she threw the pillow to Windsor, looked at the messy room with the cabinets turned over, and said a little angrily: "You said that Bertha will definitely write a diary!" But now I've smashed the lock! I searched her room, but still couldn't find her secret! When she comes back, you explain it to her yourself. ”

"Sister, it's not right to shirk responsibility, you still push me to be such a little girl." Windsor argued.

"Are you a little girl? Other kids are still wearing open pants under the bed when they're your age! ”

Ice blue and orange violently, Windsor also reflected, rushed over with her, lifted the lace sheets hanging beside the bed, and squeezed the two heads together.

Bertha's bed was one meter and two wide, placed against the wall, and it was pitch black under the bed, so she couldn't see anything clearly. Bing Qingcheng stretched out her hand and fumbled tentatively, her arm was obviously not one meter two long. Windsor, on the side, tilted her head and sighed, and pulled out a wooden stick from the gap between the closet next to the bed and the wall.

The stick, which was more than a meter long, was probably brought from a small broom by Bertha, and was obviously used to catch things under the bed. With the cooperation of Bing Qingcheng and Windsor, a somewhat heavy wooden box was swept out.

opened the box, and sure enough, there was a diary with a beautiful cover, and Bing Qingcheng immediately grabbed it. Windsor then looked at something else, a little jewel, a beaded flower and a bow, and a poorly packaged candy that looked cheap. Who gave her this candy, but there was only one one? I haven't eaten it yet, and if I can't see it, why do I put it with my own jewelry? Windsor didn't think about it, she was also very interested in Bertha's diary, and squeezed over to look at it with Bing Qingcheng.

Bertha's diary is long or short, short with only one or two sentences, "I'm happy today." "I'm not happy today" or something like that, but there are two or three thousand words long, and it is a detailed record of the girl's delicate thoughts. I think she is not like Bing Qingcheng, she always has a very tight schedule, reading, morning exercises, magic, swordsmanship; It's not like Windsor, where every day is organized and gradual. Probably in the long night, unable to sleep in the middle of the night, she had to rely on the word diary to pass the loneliness, her nostalgia for her mother, her miss for her father, and Windsor from disgust to acceptance. What happened to the school, who said what to her, and who said bad things about whom......

Looking at it slowly, the faces of Bing Qingcheng and Windsor gradually became solemn, becoming more and more ugly. The last line ended, and the journal clutched into a cloud of waste paper in Bing Qingcheng's clenched and pale trembling hands.

Windsor was quite calm, took out the diary that had been crushed into pieces by Bing Qingcheng's fighting spirit, and held Bing Qingcheng's hand. "Sister, shall we tell the queen?"

Her hands were slammed aside, and Ice Blue Orange jumped up from the bed, her dark eyes turned into an uncomfortable brownish yellow, suppressing the pitch-black flames, and her stimulated pupils constricted, sharp as pitch-black blades, sharp, bloodthirsty, and eager to vent revenge for the killing.

The only sanity left was that she turned around and didn't let her sister see her face, and she didn't know what kind of expression it was.

"Tell Yi Yi that shit? What can she do with that idiot? will only put on the appearance of a good wife and mother, cry and cry, only do laundry and cook, tell us to be well-behaved, be obedient, make a vase with her, and marry a prince who doesn't know anything by the way, she ......"

Bing Qingcheng vented her anger wantonly, but suddenly her voice choked, and what was stuck in her throat was a deep cry. "It's my fault, Windsor. I was Bertha's sister, but I had always hated her, I didn't know her at all, and I even thought she was strange. I'm ...... in a classroom with her."

Bing Qingcheng said and took out the sword, because of the habit she had developed at school, she kept Fengyu in the space bag when she wasn't training.

Windsor was stunned for two seconds as she saw the tears rolling down her cheeks. Under the influence, her sister has always been distinguished by her numbness and ruthlessness, hearing the battlefield casualties and the suffering of the victims of the disaster that reached the palace, Yi Yi and Bertha would be sad and crying, but Bing Qingcheng was expressionless, as if it was none of her business, and she still had to do what she had to do.

"Sister."

Bing Qingcheng struggled for a moment, but didn't shake it off, and Windsor hugged her waist so hard that she couldn't go any further.

"Where are you going?"

"Go out and practice your sword." Bing Qingcheng covered Windsor's small hand with his palm, and the other party resolutely did not let go. "I know that if I run out in the middle of the night, Queen Yi will get sick urgently. Promise me, Windsor, not to tell the Queen about this. Bertha, she's dead, and I'm not going to let anyone ruin her reputation. ”