Little Qianlin, legend has it that it is the most chaotic autonomous region on the mainland, a dark and filthy place, home to the headquarters of many notoriously terrifying, creepy gang orders. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info There are rumors that in Xiao Qianlin, you can pick up three skulls with every step, and the whole world is covered with crows that can peck at people's eyes, and even the land is rancid and full of maggots full of flies.

However, what was presented in front of the three of them was a quaint and lively city. There was a wide variety of goods in the market, trucks carrying potatoes that had just been pulled out of the soil, and the streets were filled with men, women, and children, and judging by their countenance and expressions, they were obviously happier than people in many other parts of the mainland.

"Is this really a small money forest?" Bright and incredible.

"You didn't walk around all the time, did you?" Bing Qingcheng changed into a low-key color coat, put the two-handed sword into the space bag, and said to Wen Sha, who was looking at her suspiciously, "Now let's go to the hospital to keep a low profile, don't make a fuss, just do it as usual." ”

Windsor snorted, and obediently grabbed Minglang's hand, because Bing Qingcheng was holding the little boy.

After entering the town, under the leadership of Bing Qingcheng, several people quickly came to a small hospital and found doctors and nurses.

After some examination, the doctor, who appeared to be in his forties and very kind, said to the two "adults": "This boy is not in serious trouble except for some malnutrition. ”

"Great." Minglang couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

Then the doctor looked at Windsor, who had been staying where he was, with those wise and melancholy and somewhat tired eyes, and then his eyes fell on Bing Qingcheng, and he did not speak quietly.

"Will you prescribe some medicine, doctor?" Bing Qingcheng also looked at him through his sunglasses, "Where are we going to pay?" ”

"It's very difficult to raise a child, especially if you don't have breast milk." The doctor lowered his head and brushed the prescription and wrote, "I need milk powder, diapers, baby clothes, small quilts and other things, but you don't have anything to prepare." ”

"Anything else, I'm going to buy it right away." Minglang said.

The doctor called a nurse and went out with Minglang.

"Windsor, you go back and look at the baby." Bing Qingcheng said.

After sending the two away, Bing Qingcheng closed the door to the room and sat down across from the doctor.

"The kid?" The doctor asked in a consistently kind voice. He looked really ordinary, with the usual brown hair, slightly chubby, a somewhat sluggish beard with a shaved chin that would still bulge his head, and he was dressed in clean and neat clothes that were not new or old, and it was supposed to be cleaned and ironed by a dexterous woman, as shown in the family photos on his desk.

"It's Minglang's son, the same man just now." "It was his illegitimate son, and he seduced a married woman, and after the matter was revealed, the woman found him and died. ”

"I'm asking the blonde girl, little girl." The doctor's voice was a little tired, and he was obviously not at all interested in whose son the little boy was.

Bing Qingcheng hesitated, obviously they had recognized each other, so he said, "It's my sister." ”

"She doesn't look like you." The doctor said lightly.

"Cut, you can think of picking it up on the road." Bing Qingcheng said unhappily, "Then why do you recognize me, I have changed a lot over the years." In fact, when I came in, I thought you were very familiar, but I didn't expect that after so many years, you are not old at all. ”

"In fact, it's not a few years, it's only three or four years, and the children have changed a lot. My son is now in high school. The doctor looked at the picture on the table and said, "Since that day, there has been a private doctor in the castle, and no one is looking for people from outside." ”

"Oh." Bing Qingcheng sighed without emotion.

"Sanyana died shortly after you left."

Bing Qingcheng jumped up from her chair violently, she felt like she was trembling, as if she had been splashed with a basin of cold water in an unsuspecting situation, the hot blood and the biting cold collided, and the pain almost shattered.

"How do you know?" Bing Qingcheng heard his own voice say, this voice was very calm, calm and not like his own at all.

"The girl was buried in the name of Madame, and everyone in Little Qianlin knew about it at that time."

Bing Qingcheng breathed heavily, and his heartbeat returned to calm under the drive of oxygen.

"You can stay here with peace of mind." "At least I know what people like you do to get revenge." ”

Bing Qingcheng didn't say anything, she looked at the photo on the doctor's desk, he, his wife and his son, she just wanted to say something, the door was slammed back, and Minglang stood at the door, "Bing Qingcheng, can you do me a favor?" ”

"Of course, what is it?" Bing Qingcheng pulled out a smile and walked out of the room.

In the ward, Bing Qingcheng looked out of the window, this Banai hospital with the same surname as the doctor was remote and very quiet, there was a leafy maple tree in front of the window, and there were only a few low buildings in the distance, such terrain was not suitable for snipers to hide. Bing Qingcheng felt that since she reached the range of Xiao Qianlin, the people who were staring at her had converged a lot.

"Sister, sister." Windsor looked at the little doll who was crying wow wow, I don't know if it was hungry or what, the little doll suddenly cried, and Minglang borrowed the motorcycle of Bing Qingcheng to deal with the remains of the child's mother, and Windsor, who had no choice, could only ask for help from Bing Qingcheng, who didn't look very good.

"Think of a way to stop him from crying, it's annoying." To Windsor's surprise, Bing Qingcheng scolded impatiently.

Ahh Windsor pursed her mouth, if it was the bad mood caused by the female "good friend" in those days, but it has been going on for several months, and the blood has been shed for a month, can it still be a human being?

Windsor originally wanted Bing Qingcheng to close the window, but now she had no choice but to carefully pick up the fluffy little doll. At this time, Bing Qingcheng closed the window, then closed the curtains, stopped halfway through, tightened again, and then pulled back on, and was pulling it on.

"Sister."

"What's wrong with you! You don't look at whether you need to change a diaper or not, and you're feeding him some milk! Bing Qingcheng didn't have a good breath, she finally decided to open the curtains and look at the sunset outside.

"If you're hungry, there's still food in the space bag, can you call me for everything." Bing Qingcheng opened the window irritably.

"Hey." Windsor hurriedly covered the little doll with a small quilt, and Bing Qingcheng opened and closed the window, and the little doll would get cold. "I didn't say I was hungry! Sister. ”

"It's still time, and I should be able to run in two or three hours." Bing Qingcheng ignored her, looking at the posture and preparing to jump out of the window.

"Sister, where are you going?" Windsor asked.

"Windsor, let me ask you a question." Bing Qingcheng suddenly crouched down in front of Windsor and came face to face with her. "What are you going to do if there were bad people all of a sudden?"

No way? What's wrong with it. Windsor didn't show any helplessness on the surface, although she couldn't see the ice blue orange eyes clearly through her sunglasses.

"I'll run away with the little doll." Windsor said that she knew her current strength, and she couldn't drink the enemy's frontal hard steel, so she could only find an opportunity to sneak attack.

"No, I don't." Bing Qingcheng sighed, "If you encounter danger, you can be safe." If leaving me makes you feel safer, then you can leave me. You don't care about anyone's safety or life, because you're my only sister, as long as you're safe. ”

Windsor felt a little warm, Bing Qingcheng pinched her face, she didn't know whether it was serious or affectionate. Then a strange emotion came to her mind, she felt that her nose was a little sour, and she wanted to cry for some reason. It's a sour feeling, isn't it?

With a slight touch on her forehead, Bing Qingcheng stood up, walked past her, pushed open the door, and walked out.

Listening to the sound of the door closing naturally, Windsor stood in place for a while, and the little doll didn't know why, and suddenly stopped crying or making trouble. She walked up to close the window, when an inconspicuous gray bird flapped its wings in the tree, flew down, and landed on the balcony.

Windsor touched the bird's leg and pulled a small roll of paper. The little bird, apparently familiar with humans, tilted its head to look at Windsor, blinked its eyes and flew away.

Unfold the paper roll, and there are a few lines of words written on it. Windsor knew that this was done with an ink that would naturally oxidize into a blank sheet of paper after a certain period of time, and the content on it was simple:

"The person who killed Alain De is definitely Sha Shuo, and this person is inseparable from the death of the queen."

Windsor sighed, she took off her disguise, revealing the demeanor and tone of her two lives in this no-man's land, her eyes suddenly turned cold, and her immature face revealed an inappropriate style.

She read the note with a blank face, then tore it apart with a blank face, watching the confetti drift in the wind.

"You misspelled her name, her name is Bing Qingcheng, not Sha Shuo. Sha Shuo is the eldest princess of the Ice Sea Kingdom, and Bing Qingcheng is just my sister. I say that, can I believe it? ”

The newborn baby suddenly cried without warning, and Windsor frowned, closed the window seriously, and walked to the crib. In a woman-like skillful and gentle way, the baby changed the diaper, wrapped the quilt, picked it up and gently coaxed it, and filled the pacifier.

"Oh, don't cry baby, big brother will be back with your mother soon. Do you want to see your mom again? Never to be seen again. Baby, do you know your mother's name? ”

The little doll obviously didn't understand what she was saying, and now she didn't even open her eyes, she just stopped crying. Windsor suddenly fell silent, put him back on the bed, and gently tapped the little doll's face, "Hey, little baby, the big sister named Bing Qingcheng just now doesn't know where she went, do you think she will come back." ”

"I ought to see him for his sake...... No, I have to meet him. Nominally, we are still the head of the family and the relationship between the family, then it must be the same as in name, otherwise there will be no chance to ...... at all"

Victoria's family territory was not large, as the family did not depend on harvesting crops from the land. They like to harvest another "cash crop" dangerous and expensive target heads.

To the northeast outside the town of Little Money, there is a tall wooded forest. There is a path in the woods that is one and a half lanes wide, paved with stone slabs and cement, and walking on this path, you can see a quaint and stately castle at the end.

Viktoriaburg, like a serious, cold, unsmiling ironclad warrior, any ornamentation and carved lines are superfluous. Only the family coat of arms on the gate is the only commendation, the biting snake surrounded by spiders.

Bing Qingcheng helped the sword on his back, this two-handed sword was originally a famous work with a name, called "The Knight of Love" from one of the novels in the "Killing Evidence" series, which tells the story of a young killer and an orphaned girl.

Victoriaporough has a rich collection of books, and Bing Qingcheng has read this poignant story.

The story begins on a snowstorm night, when a wounded young man breaks into the chapel where the maiden is, and they meet across the rows of tables and chairs in the auditorium, and the faint candlelight illuminates the girl's red and bright face.

This is a lonely and handsome young man, he is ruthless and invincible, living like a proud lone wolf, believing only in the sword in his hand.

This is a lonely and beautiful young girl who has been banished from birth in a secluded valley church, living with a lifeless old woman, and her only relative has left her when the first snowflakes fall this year.

In this snow-covered world, there are only him and her, and there are only two of them in the cold and violent winter of this world. It seems that fate has been predestined, and the cold of the world has pushed these two people together.

They ate their modest rations, split church tables and chairs to burn as wood, and snuggled up to each other in front of the warm fireplace.

"Can you tell me a little bit about the outside?" The girl asked.

Outside the window, the wind and snow roared, and the beams and pillars of the chapel creaked like a terrifying beast roaming. The young man and the young girl were covered with layers of quilts, and under the quilts, through the barrier between cotton wool and cotton cloth, their hands held tightly together.

"I don't like the story." Four years ago, twelve-year-old Bing Qingcheng said to eighteen-year-old Victoria Minver.

"Oh." The other party looked at her with clear and ignorant azure eyes, the fresh color was full of delicacy and pity, like an angel who did not touch the world, looking down on all beings, and did not understand what Bing Qingcheng was saying that people did not understand.

Ice Orange didn't like him, and he didn't like Victoria Minver from beginning to end, with his hypocritical, deceptive eyes. She had always thought that the eyes of people like them should be ruthless and decisive, so that they could have a clear conscience and a vile, dark, merciless, devilish heart for themselves.

"Now, why, I think it's very touching." Sanyana, who was on the side, tugged at her sleeve.

"It's okay, I'll continue to read it for you." Bing Qingcheng said to Sanyana.