What is fate? Is it born? Finale? Or is it the trajectory of life? She is depressed and does not want to accept her fate for the time being. She's going to try to save Silverbell, the poor girl.

If this cloak can save the life of Silver Bell, then it can naturally be regarded as the creation of 'it'.

When she thought of her scumbag brother, she became angry inexplicably. In a civilized society, such a scumbag has long become a rat crossing the street and has been scolded to the ground. He's good, not only can't he pay for the medical expenses, but he also can't wait for the other party to die, don't drag himself down.

Han Qian suddenly understood a problem. Many people, I am afraid, have some misunderstandings about their sons, daughters or younger siblings. Your own children are all good, and other people's children are bad children. I always say, 'Don't play with anyone's child, he's so bad, he's spoiled you.'" Actually, maybe it's your own children who have brought people to ruin.

The temple has been waiting for the silver bell for so long, and Han Qian will be a little thirsty. The servants in the castle have all gone to the temple of Pudaus, and there is no one to call to. In the bedroom, there is milk tea that she is not used to. She wanted to drink plain water, so she went downstairs.

Walking down the hall, she was about to enter the kitchen. I heard the door open from my parents' bedroom next to a study. Pan Youfan drunkenly shouted, "Someone is coming~"

She probably forgot that there were no slaves calling tonight. Moreover, it was so late that they hadn't even slept yet.

Han Qian was stunned for a moment and walked through the study. walked to Pan Youfan's bedroom and saluted. "Mother, what do you need?"

Pan Youfan burped, and his mouth was full of wine and uncomfortable. "You go get some phantom grass~ Your father and I don't feel sleepy yet." Pan Youfan drunkenly commanded.

Han Qian nodded, "Okay, I saw my brother in the kitchen just now." I'll let him go in for you and your father. ”

Pan Youfan nodded, didn't think much about it, turned around and went into the bedroom to wait for the phantom grass.

Han Qian walked to the kitchen, took out the beautiful and delicate colorful illusion grass from the cupboard and put it in the copper basin. She smiled, looking around for what else she needed.

Sure enough, when she saw a string of red hanging not far from the cupboard, her eyes lit up, and she stood on tiptoe, took off the string of red, and put it under the colorful illusion grass to cover it.

Then, she carried the copper basin and went up to the second floor with a brisk face.

Yu Zijing was locked in the room, sitting at the table boredly, grinding and playing tarot cards. In the end, he was a little worried that Yu Hanqian would sue him, and he was upset.

Hearing a knock on the door, he quickly got up and went to open the door.

"Sister." Yu Zijing was not surprised that Han Qian would look for him, but he was surprised that Han Qian had brought a copper basin. However, as soon as I saw that it contained colorful illusion grass, I understood.

Han Qian looked at Yu Zijing with a smile, "I'm a girl, it's inconvenient to enter my parents' bedroom." You send this in. After that, she took it for granted and handed the copper basin to Yu Zijing.

Yu Zijing didn't mention the matter of the temple anymore when she saw Han Qian, and thought; Presumably, my sister is also a smart person, so why bother to embarrass him for a slave. He happily took the copper basin in Yu Hanqian's hand. "Good~"

Han Qian looked at Yu Zijing's back as he walked downstairs, and the corners of his mouth raised a small arc. She went back to her room, just waiting for time, and she would give her an answer.

She is not used to drinking milk tea here. However, she couldn't stand the fact that she was in a good mood now, so she sat down on the small coffee table, poured a glass, and tried it.

Like, it's not so bad to drink.

Half an hour later, I heard a loud roar downstairs. "Yu Zijing, you get out of here." After speaking, I only heard two coughs.

Then, two more women's coughs.

The fury in her voice made Han Qian extremely happy, and she leisurely took another sip of milk tea that she was not used to drinking, and pursed her lips gently. Then, Hanasa heard hurried footsteps passing by his room.

As soon as Yu Zijing arrived in the living room, he was whipped hard in the face and on his chest. He screamed 'ah~'. "Father, what's wrong?" His trembling and cowardly eyes did not dare to look at his father and asked.

Yu Zhiqi's eyes were red, as if tears were about to come out. Then he coughed twice. He only felt that he was in a fog, but his face was full of spicy discomfort. Again, a whip struck at the son in front of him.

"Ah~" Yu Zijing jumped to his feet. The clothes on his body were torn, revealing blood-red marks.

Pan had a cough that couldn't stop and tears in his eyes.

"What's wrong? You are filial. actually put a pepper under the colorful illusion grass. He couldn't stop coughing. Now, their whole bedroom is peppery, choking and spicy... Tears flowed.

Originally, in the clouds and fog, I was in a daze of joy, and inadvertently inhaled too much, the smell and smoke of the pepper, and when I came back to my senses, my face was full of noses, my eyes were full, and my mouth was full of hot and uncomfortable.

"I'll kill you unfilial son." Yu Zhiqi whipped down fiercely.

Yu Zijing didn't dare to hide, if she did, the things at home would be damaged. Yu Zhiqi will be even more angry, and he will die even more miserably. He could only stand there, cowardly making Yu Zhiqi angry.

He also knew that it was Yu Hanqian's ghost. But how dare he say that? Having said that, I'm afraid that Yu Han will tell him about it, if his father hears that he will lose 10,000 Condor Coins, then he will have to die here tonight.

Yu Hanqian walked out of the door and looked downstairs. She watched the play quietly.

When the whip fell, the clothes were broken, and the long blood marks were shocking, and the blood beads were crystal clear through the light of the room. His body kept trembling, his teeth cracked, and he kept turning back and forth, but he didn't dare to leave the place for half a step.

"Hit, kill him~" Pan Youfan's sharp voice roared harshly, and he coughed again after roaring. This kid has ruined her good deeds, and now she is so uncomfortable.

'Smack~'

'Smack~'

'Smack~'

A sound, in the empty hall, like thunder~

Yu Zijing finally couldn't bear it anymore, and he fell to the ground in pain. Yu Zhiqi continued to whip Yu Zijing's body, and Yu Zijing kept rolling on the ground in pain. "Father, forgive me. I didn't mean to. He cried and begged for mercy.

Yu Zhiqi's eyes glowed green, and he whipped down again.

"You didn't mean to, you think I don't know? Look at your sister going to the Immortal Pavilion, you hate me. After that, another whip.

Yu Zijing had handfuls of tears and snot, and her whole body was covered with deep, blood-red whip marks. The place against the ground stinged, like a thousand-year-old ice piercing it. Roll it, it hurts even more..."No, father, I don't dare, I really didn't mean to. Yu Zijing raised her hand and said. There were tears in his eyes, and he almost bleed.

At this time, Pan Youfan snatched the whip from Yu Zhiqi's hand, and she was still angry. "I'll come~" After speaking, he whipped Yu Zijing's hand.

Yu Zijing only felt as if her hand had been cut off, and quickly retracted it. "Mother~" his miserable ghost cried wolf.

Pan Youfancai didn't talk so much nonsense, whip after whip, she wanted him to endure dozens or hundreds of times more discomfort than herself. Yu Zijing's body soon did not have a good place.

Screams, whips, coughs. The tranquility of the night has long been shattered.

Han Asa took a pleasant breath, a thorough, happy smile in her eyes.