There are only two left.

Yin Ningzhao stopped at the door, from her point of view, the furnishings in the house were the same as before, and even the smell of various aromatherapy had not changed, only her own state of mind, and her trust in the queen mother, could not go back.

She was silent for a moment.

The scenery that is too familiar and the people who are too familiar make her feel like she doesn't know what time it is.

"Zhao'er."

Fu Qingling took the lead in breaking the silence.

After many years of proper maintenance, she does not look very old, from the side, even more so, her demeanor, voice and tone are all gentle, as if there is no one more suitable for being a mother than her.

Yin Ningzhao's heart was stricken.

Memories of childhood and adolescence came back one after another, and a sense of weakness welled up in her body, and she longed to kneel down and worship.

The word mother.

There is no substitute in the world.

Even if she is a princess, she has to admit that the person in front of her has entrusted her purest love and hate, and she relied on trust unreservedly in her childhood, and it is impossible to give it to others.

The extreme hatred that swelled up in my youth.

Nor can it be stirred up by anyone else.

If you don't use it in every way.

She and Fu Qingling should be the closest mother and daughter, she will not marry hastily, she will not self-exile, and she will not be like now, cold face to each other, and a thousand precautions.

Mother and daughter.

In Fu Qingling's heart, I don't know how cheap it is.

"You still hate me?"

Fu Qingling opened her mouth softly and softly, with a sigh in every word, as if she was the most helpless person in the world, with the most helpless grievances, so that all the onlookers who saw this scene were made.

will wave the flag for her and blame Yin Ningzhao for her.

Routine.

It's all a routine!

Yin Ningzhao clenched her fists, she didn't come to reminisce about the past today, a sentence of filial piety was greater than the sky, it was enough to dispel all the grievances in her childhood, and she was born and nurtured, and the child could not choose to owe her mother.

Equally.

Because she was pregnant in October, she couldn't choose to owe Fu Qingling, and she couldn't figure out the confused account between mother and daughter.

The only thing that is certain is.

Qi'er must not be allowed to follow her own old path.

Fu Qingling is this person.

Really dare to calculate the child to death!

"Erchen is here to tell you that Linghu Chi is not suitable for teaching Qi'er, you better persuade him to give up as soon as possible, otherwise I-"

"You don't know how childish your hatred is."

"You don't know how ruthless you are!"

Yin Ningzhao couldn't help but refute after all.

She exhaled, knowing that today's trip might not go smoothly, but would be a hundred and eight thousand miles, and the confused account was always unclear, but it still had to be calculated.

Because every confused account is mixed with all kinds of grievances.

"The Queen Mother."

"How bad is Erchen, how unlikable you are, from childhood to adulthood, when you used me to deal with those concubines, smiling and coaxing me to drink poison and pushing me into ice water, did you really not bear it at all?"

What she couldn't figure out was even more.

If the mother and daughter are helpless little pitiful in the harem and must use their daughter to save their lives, she will admit it, but the person in front of her is her queen mother, the queen mother in the harem.

How much the father and the queen are fond of the mother.

It can be seen from their sister and brother, Yin Ningzhao knows very well that her honor is not just because of the princess, but because of the root cause.

is because she is Fu Qingling's daughter.

If the father really valued the bloodline, Qiu Guifei would not have had so many miscarriages, and in the harem, except for the queen mother, no concubine could give birth to an heir smoothly.

"You were born to me, of course I can't bear it."

Fu Qingling's tone was flat.

There is unbearable.

But it's also limited to the unbearable.

Yin Ningzhao could hear the sound outside the strings, and for a while she only felt that her heart was like ashes, and whether she could bear it or not was not the answer she wanted, because Fu Qingling finally chose to use it.

She couldn't figure it out.

"Why?"

The queen of a country is just dealing with a few concubines, where can she use the lives of her own children?

"Do you want me to deal with them in the name of a jealous woman?"

"Just for fame?"

"That's right."

Fu Qingling turned his head, and it was rare that he did not make a sad and resentful appearance, but his face was expressionless, as if he had been wearing a mask for decades, and finally retreated.

Get noticed.

She's also old.

But the heart of the children is as cold and hard as ever.

"What do you hate about me?"

As she spoke, she walked step by step, without the complaining expression that she had no quarrel with the world on weekdays, Fu Qingling's gentle temperament disappeared, and finally revealed her true face.

When he finished.

Already walked in front of him and held his daughter's shoulder.

Yin Ningzhao's eyes flashed with fear, in addition to the fear of the queen's sudden change of face, she also clearly realized that the gentle and amiable image of the queen mother in her childhood finally completely collapsed in her heart.

From start to finish.

The queen mother's use of her was not forced to be helpless, and she never regretted it, and she would not be apologetic.

"Hate that back then, I knew that the decoction sent by those concubines was poisonous, but I still let you drink it, I knew that they would go crazy if they raised pets, or let you hug them, knowing that the invitation was fake, or took you to the appointment, so that you fell into the ice lake and almost died?"

The past is recalled, one by one.

There is never a shortage of strife in the harem.

In childhood, Yin Ningzhao's role was to be pushed into the pit by his mother again and again, and after climbing up after nine deaths, those concubines would be punished by their father.

And her queen mother.

From beginning to end, there is no dispute with the world.

Just like the six-year-old Yin Taoqi now, if Yin Ningzhao hadn't come that night, if Yin Taoqi really died, Qiu Guifei would have been buried with her, and Queen Fu Qingling-

Who would think that a mother would not save her child when she died?

"It turns out that the queen mother is quite clear in her heart." Yin Ningzhao's tone was sarcastic, not understanding what the other party meant by knowingly asking.

"Zhao'er."

Fu Qingling sighed, shook his head again, straightened Yin Ningzhao's sideburns and broken hair, his eyes seemed to be looking at an ignorant child, and asked, "Have you ever experienced a disaster year?" ”

"What?"

Why did the topic suddenly jump to national events?

"Zhao'er, if I hadn't given birth to you, if you didn't have the identity of a princess and dared to question the queen, you would have been imprisoned and executed a long time ago, and you wouldn't even have a chance to see me."

"Eldest princess, how noble."

"You can enter the palace if you want to, open the palace door if you want, fight the concubine if you want, you don't listen to the emperor's holy decree, and no one dares to hold you accountable."

"But if you were born in a Pingtou family, you are not the eldest princess, but the eldest sister, if it coincides with a disaster year, an eldest sister like you can buy one for half a tael of silver."

"The year of the queen mother and the queen."

"I didn't want to enter the palace, so your grandfather threw me into the streets of the market, where the streets were full of shouts, selling nothing else, selling his own children, you have never seen how cheap a woman born outside the palace is."

Yin Ningzhao was silent for a while.

She knows that the world is patriarchal, even if she is a princess, sometimes she will inevitably have constraints, not to mention other women, but what she was born with always makes people not think about it.

Now it was suddenly punctured by the queen mother.

She was embarrassed.

Yes.

It is not wrong that she was taken by her mother to fill the pit when she was ignorant, but in the same way, in addition to being often poisoned, injured, and almost dying, she lived a life of fine clothes and food, glory and wealth.

And all that.

It is because she was born in the belly of the queen, and it is because of her father's favor for the queen mother that she loves the house and Wu, and treats her daughter differently and indulges in every way.

Facing the quietness of her daughter.

Fu Qingling was obviously more satisfied, bent down slightly, and said, "Zhao'er, don't forget before you hate me, take off your princess skin above 10,000 people." ”

After speaking.

She walked out of the room.

Leaving Yin Ningzhao alone, he looked down at the gorgeous clothes and ornaments on his body, and there was a sense of emptiness that he had been peeled off his face, leaving only an ugly lizi, and the identity of the princess was not because of what she had done.

No merit, no virtue.

As long as she is born in the belly of a specific two, she can be born above ten thousand, and it is not up to her to kill her.

She also has no confidence to fight.

Princess's House.

"Cousin, have you gone to see the queen?" Yin Cai climbed onto the couch, sat down opposite the tea table, took out a handful of candy from his cuff, and asked while eating slowly.

Yin Ningzhao was weak.

As if someone had been pumped out of her soul, her reaction was half a beat slower, she glanced at her lazily, and asked, "How did you see it?" ”

"You're black."

Yin Cai's tone was brisk.

But in fact, he didn't lie, everyone has a face and aura, and the daughter of luck is no exception, and the one who can affect the daughter of luck is most likely to be the essence of the drama, and Yin Ningzhao has just returned from the palace.

Status, power, and wealth are all things outside of the body.

Through these influences, the daughter of luck is only temporary, at most it will hurt the fur, and it will not move to the root, let alone make the daughter of luck look like now.

The aura is very bleak.

"What are you talking about?" She was a little curious.

Yin Ningzhao rubbed his eyebrows, he had always been in a heavy and awkward mood, but when he saw his little cousin, he was a little soothed, thought about it, and his tone was a little low: "The identity of my eldest princess is because I am the queen mother, if I go against her, it is unreasonable, and even a little ungrateful." ”

"Oh."

Yin Cai nodded.

I probably guessed the words of the drama spirit, that is, eating people's soft mouths and taking people's hands short, for a moral lucky woman, the moral shackles are generally very heavy.

Her eyes rolled.

After swallowing the sugar in his mouth, he leaned forward with his upper body, stared at Yin Ningzhao's eyes, and asked, "Isn't that a princess?" ”

The reason why the drama spirit's words work.

It's because there is some truth to it.

Ignoring Yin Ningzhao's infinite possibilities in the future, at present, he is indeed gnawing at the old, and it is indeed unreasonable to gnaw at the old while going against his parents.

So.

"What others give, it's better to earn it yourself, you and I leave the capital, go to the border battlefield, and when the time comes, destroy Rouran, regain the lost land, establish yourself as the king, and be the founding emperor, isn't it much happier than being a princess?"

Yin Cai talked eloquently.

finally made Yin Ningzhao laugh, rubbed his little cousin's head, and joked: "I think you are still thinking about your fiefdom, right?" ”

As the county lord.

Of course, there is a fiefdom, but it is a pity that it was occupied by Rouran.

"Are you going or not?"

Yin Cai asked to the end.

Seeing that Yin Ningzhao didn't answer for a long time, she also understood the answer in her heart, couldn't help sighing, poured the remaining sugar cubes in her hand into her mouth, clapped her hands, jumped off the couch, and left without looking back.

Doorway.

Yin Cai, who was about to take out candy from his cuff to eat again, just took out a handful, and was suddenly stunned and slapped his head.

I'm not really a child.

What do you do when you eat sugar?

The age of this time is too young, only seven years old, although her soul has gone through eternity, it is inevitably affected by the body, and in order to exercise her willpower, she should try to refuse.

Think of it this way.

She tilted her head, finished a handful of candy, and chewed it as she walked towards the new Taifu Mansion.

It makes sense of common sense.

It is always unsafe for a girl to swagger down the street, but Yin Cai also has her own luck, so this risk is enough to be offset.

She also walked all the way to Taifu's mansion.

After knocking on the door.

Reveal the token.

"What the hell is this, I can't read?" The porter, who looked loyal and honest, but not very smart, scratched the back of his head and stared at the token almost out of the hole.

Finally couldn't help but complain.

Yin Cai was taken aback, she knew that Ling Huchi was from a poor family and had a thin background, but she couldn't even afford a literate porter, right?

Cough lightly.

"I want to see Master Taifu."

"Then come in."

The porter leaned sideways to make room for her.

All right.

Yin Cai put away the token, and even more determined that this was an unprofessional porter, and she didn't even ask about her identity, but it was all a trivial matter, and it just made her feel a little embarrassed.

One foot out.

"Smack!"

Linghu Pond.

Is the threshold of your house built so high that you want to die!

"Why did you fall?" The porter was startled by her, and hurriedly stepped forward to help Yin Cai, seeing that the bridge of her nose was blue and bleeding, she was even more panicked, and she broke her head and said, "Don't be afraid." ”

"Click!"

A crisp voice came from Yin Cai's neck.

Both were silent for a moment.

"Little girl, your neck, is it okay?" The porter withdrew his hand, his eyes widened, and he asked with some trepidation.

"It's fine."

Yin Cai wiped the nosebleed.

Raise your head and walk forward slowly, it doesn't matter, this is just a small injury, a small injury, she can continue to walk forward strong and brave, the porter is not worried about her, and follows step by step.

Den.

"You are?"

Ling Huchi put down the book, and was startled the moment he looked at the past, what the hell, a thing without a head came over, put down the book, and walked over.

Some curiously tiptoed and craned their necks.

looked at Yin Cai, who was facing the sky on his back, and after recognizing her, he smiled brightly: "It turned out to be you, didn't your cousin come with you?" ”

"Back."

Yin Cai pointed to the gatehouse behind him, then gritted his teeth and said, "Let him go." ”

"Huh."

Ling Huchi chuckled.

Standing up again, he said to the stunned porter: "Little Maverick, did you close the door when you came?" ”

"Ah, forgot!"

The porter calf screamed and quickly ran away.

Yin Cai tried to move her neck, it was a pain in her heart, she had no choice but to maintain this posture, and she struggled to take out the money bag, but she didn't take it out, she simply dragged it down and threw it at Linghu Chi: "Give you money, change to a better porter!" ”

She's going to put that calf out of work!