The man walked into the room, and he looked at the little girl.

Exactly the same proud expression, full of stubborn eyes...... Who can this be if this is not ice?

It turns out that he has had short hair since he was a child......

But I don't know who it is, but he still stubbornly pricked a small tug on the top of her head, and with her red face, it was like a sweet apple.

"Bing'er, go and admit your mistake to your father."

A woman, with a baby in her arms, stood at the door, her face full of worry.

The little girl in the courtyard tilted her head and replied stubbornly: "I'm not wrong! ”

"Alas......"

The woman could only let out a deep sigh.

"Bing'er ......"

Ran Zongyan stretched out his hand towards the young version of Han Bing......

Suddenly, a gust of wind blew, and his body swirled with the wind......

Then, where was the figure of the cold ice in front of him? There was only a middle-aged man sighing in the courtyard, and a woman with swollen eyes from crying.

"Still no news?"

The middle-aged man shook his head.

"How many years has this been? Where did my poor Bing'er go? ”

The woman buried her head and began to weep.

The man walked over and hugged her soothingly, his eyes red, apparently trying to hold back the tears that wanted to burst out of his eyes.

"Mommy, Mommy."

A little boy of half age walked out and in.

Ran Zongyan was taken aback, could it be that the baby who was still swaddling just now had grown so big in an instant?

The two who hugged each other and cried hurriedly separated, and the woman wiped her tears with her sleeve: "What's wrong with Xiao Heng?" ”

"They said, 'I want to find my sister.'"

Practice?

The middle-aged man was stunned: "Which one did they say?" ”

"Brother Skinny Monkey, they said that my sister couldn't go somewhere else, it was too far away, and she couldn't come back......"

"Nonsense! You can't believe in superstitions. ”

The man scolded angrily, but in his eyes and the woman's eyes, there was a glimmer of hope rekindled.

Is this the hometown of the cold ice?

Are these her family?

When he wanted to continue looking, his body suddenly fell violently, and he kept falling, if he continued like this, would he be directly smashed to pieces?

Fortunately, in the end, he was not thrown to his death.

But there seemed to be countless needles pricking in the body, painful, piercing pain.

"Can you do it?"

"Miss Han, don't ask a man this question casually."

If it weren't for the wrong occasion now, she would definitely give him a punch!

She looked at Ran Zongyan who was pierced like a hedgehog all over her body with distress, and she really wondered if Zheng Quyang was deliberately retaliating.

If it weren't for the fact that his breath had stabilized a lot because of his silver needles, she would have gone away a long time ago.

"It's moving, the prince's hand is gone!"

Zhang Huan, who was still changing glutinous rice, suddenly spoke out happily.

Han Bing said in a deep voice, "I saw it." ”

Zheng Quyang looked at her pretending to be calm on the surface, but her hands were trembling, and he shook his head.

"Lord Wang, wake up."

It is strange to say that as soon as his voice fell, Ran Zongyan really opened his eyes.

Goodong, Han Bing swallowed his saliva: "Ah, Ayan,"

"Hmm."

A slightly hoarse voice sounded.

"How do you feel?"

"Okay."

He didn't feel anything special except for pain.

"That's good, that's good."

She muttered to herself, but she never dared to lean in, not even to look at him.

"Bing'er."

"Huh? What do you need? ”

"Come here."

She hesitated for a moment, and walked over according to her words.

He reached out and took her hand: "Feeling guilty? ”

She nodded.

"Think it's your fault?"

She nodded again.

"Do you want to make amends?"

She continued to nod.

"Then it's up to you to perform."

She clicked...... Well?

A triumphant smile appeared on his face, and she realized that she had been cheated by him again.

"Lord Wang."

Zheng Quyang interrupted the warm interaction between the two with a loud voice.

Ran Zongyan heard the sound and looked over: "Shan Cheng Gongzi? ”

"Yes."

Despite wearing a strange women's dress, her head and face were made by the ice. But he didn't feel disgusted at all, from the very beginning to the present, he was as calm as usual.

Han Bing glanced at him, how could these people suddenly become weird?

This Zheng Quyang is the same, completely different from the person who made a fuss at every turn before.

And, as if he knew she was going to him, he was ready for a long time.

She also took these clothes from his room, and although she didn't match them well, his incomparable cooperation saved a lot of time.

I didn't have time to do it just now, but now I think about these details.

She was shocked, he knew that she was going to look for him, it was already strange, so why could he still guess what she was thinking? She had made up her mind before she went, and dressed him as a man and a woman, so that even if she was seen by the people in the palace, she would never be able to guess his identity.

First, because he is low-key, it is said that not many people have seen him.

Then there are the people of the palace, it has not been a long time from Xiliangcheng to the capital, and it is unlikely that they have seen the son of Shancheng, who lives in a simple place.

These were just her inner thoughts, why could he guess?

Don't say they have a heart, that's more terrifying.

"The prince's arm was scratched by poison, although it was almost cleaned up, but it still needs to be changed every day, and the process of changing the dressing is more complicated, and I need to do it myself.

"Wait."

Even Han Bing, who has always been half a beat slower, can hear this.

"You mean, you want us to go to you every day? What if you weren't in the capital one day? So what should Ayan do? ”

"Ahem."

Ran Zongyan coughed dryly twice, while Zheng Quyang looked at her helplessly: "That's how Miss Han understands?" ”

"Or else?"

He didn't pay attention to her anymore, but just turned his head to look at Ran Zongyan: "What does the prince think?" ”

Ran Zongyan propped up his body and sat up.

The redness and swelling of his injured arm had gone down a little, and there were five finger holes in the wound, although there were some scabs, but they looked very hideous and terrifying.

"What do you want?"

"If I say it, will the prince give it?"

Four equally sharp gazes collided in the air, and the people around them seemed to see sparks flying.

Seeing the two of them staring at each other without blinking, Han Bing wondered in his heart.

Is this a competition? Compare notes? Or do you just look at the right eye?

"You should know the bottom line of this king."

Zheng Quyang chuckled: "I naturally know below." ”

"That'll be fine."

What kind of dumb riddle is this?

Why can't she understand a word? Can't you just speak merrily?

"Bing'er."

"Huh?"

"Arrange Zheng Gongzi and Chen Lao in the secret guard for the time being until my injuries heal."

What the?!

Han Bing looked confused, and he didn't mean that Ran Zongyan went to him every day to change the medicine, but that he wanted to live directly in the palace?

Why?

Can't you do such a thing as changing dressings outside the house?

"Didn't you say don't let anyone know about your visit? Now that you are living here, how can you hide it? ”

"Well, there will be Miss Laohan."

Cold Ice glared at him, and the truth tore apart his smiling face.

Old Chen stood up, his breath a little weak: "If the prince has no other instructions, I will go down to rest." ”

"Childe, go and change this outfit."

As he spoke, he glared at Han Bing disapprerovgingly.

The latter smiled maliciously......