Feather Emperor

Chapter 3 Women's Clothing
Lying on his small bed, Han Bingyan thought about what just happened, "Would it be rude for me to run away in such a hurry?" Now he recalled, his Aunt Xiaoyun didn't seem to be like other people I found some unfounded excuses to blame myself, "Is it because I am too suspicious?"

Han Bingyan didn't have an answer, a trace of confusion appeared on his immature face, and he was playing with the jade pendant in his hand. There was a dragon-shaped pattern engraved on the jade pendant. This is Han Bingyan's most precious thing. The ones brought back together should be left by Dad, right?

I suddenly recalled my childhood, "Brother...brother, can I play with you?" A thin child asked a boy who looked a little longer, expectantly.

I saw that the skinny child's clothes were covered with patches all over, and they were dirty in various colors. Compared with the older boy, it was really incomparable.

The thin child is Han Bingyan, and the slightly longer one is Han Bingwu.

The children next to him looked at him and laughed, mocking and teasing.

"Go away!" Han Bingwu waved his hands impatiently, not wanting him to join at all, and then played games with the group of children.

Han Bingyan walked away resentfully, a gleam of crystal light flashed in his eyes unbearably, turned his head, and walked towards the dark corner alone.

Tangled with memories in his heart, Han Bingyan suddenly felt extremely sour. They are both descendants of the Han family, so why are they treated so differently?Tears overflowed from his delicate eyes. Since he knew that his tears could not touch the people around him, he never cried in front of everyone.

When he was wronged outside, he always endured it, and brought him back to his den, crying unscrupulously by himself.

Standing up from the crib, Han Bingyan took out a long wooden sword from under the bed, which was fairly finely crafted, and he had sharpened it with a knife himself.His younger sister, Han Bingran, has a real long sword, which makes him envious, but he is a person with congenital blockage of meridians, so he is destined to be unable to practice martial arts.

The desire for an iron long sword grows like weeds, so he found the material in private, imitating his sister's sword and making a copy.

It was barely in line with what he wanted. He danced his pen and drew in the small room, and his movements were considered skillful, but if someone who knows martial arts saw it, he would definitely sneer and say: "This is just a show."

However, Han Bingyan was still in the mood, at least he could do these movements and he was worthy of himself, and it was not in vain that he worked so hard to learn them secretly.

Han Bingyan, who was immersed in the sword dance, couldn't feel the passage of time at all. Before he knew it, nearly an hour had passed.

"Dong dong dong..." A series of knocks on the door interrupted Han Bingyan's interest. He hurriedly put the wooden sword away, and then opened the door, only to see his younger sister Han Bingran standing outside.

The little girl frowned, looking unhappy.Han Bingyan was both surprised and happy, both because of his sister, who didn't talk to him very much on weekdays, and although the rooms she lived in were not very far apart, Shan basically never came to his den.

Now that my sister took the initiative to knock on his door, why didn't this excite him?
The little girl didn't pay attention to Bingyan in front of her, she wrinkled her lovely nose, bypassed Han Bingyan and entered the room.Seeing the messy clothes and messy decorations, Han Bingyan smiled awkwardly.

However, Han Bingran was obviously not moved by these, and sat on Han Bingyan's small bed generously. Compared with Bingyan, who was a little restrained, she was more like the owner of the room.

"Brother!" Han Bingran called out.

"Wh...what's the matter?"

"Don't be so restrained!" The little girl was upset, and her mouth pouted. "Why are you looking at me with such eyes?" Seeing Han Bingyan looking at herself with strange eyes, thinking that there was something wrong with her body, the little girl looked at her clothes carefully, but found nothing, so she said "vicious" asked.

"No...no!" Han Bingyan hurriedly concealed his guilty conscience.

"Give!"

A heavy burden was thrown over by Han Bingran and hit Bingyan's arms.

"What is this?" Han Bingyan asked.

"You will know if you open it?"

Seeing that her sister didn't want to tell herself, in order to satisfy her curiosity, Han Bingyan smiled sarcastically.

"This is……"

There were several sets of brand new clothes inside, Han Bingyan turned around and looked at his sister suspiciously. "These clothes are all for you, brother, I... I didn't ask someone to buy them on purpose!" The little girl said with her head held high, her face arrogant.

A trace of warmth surged in his heart, and Han Bingyan suddenly found that his dry heart seemed to be filled with something, which was very warm and fulfilling.

"Quickly, put on your new clothes and let me see them. I think you will look handsome in the clothes I chose!" Jumping up from the bed, Han Bingran looked excited.

Shuai in her mouth means good-looking.

He was about to take the clothes from Han Bingran's hand, when suddenly, Han Bingran's little hand changed, and a different dress appeared in front of Han Bingyan.

"What does this mean?" Han Bingyan was very puzzled when he saw the women's clothing that suddenly appeared in his sister's hands.

A sly smile appeared on Han Bingran's face, a little girl who was half a little older, with such an expression, she looked very cute: "Ah, someone gave this to me not long ago, I tried it, and it was a little too big. But I think brother, you should be wearing the right clothes. Before you put on men’s clothes, let me see how you look in women’s clothes! I’m really curious what my brother who looks so similar to me will look like in my clothes .”

Han Bingyan opened his mouth wide open stupidly.

"Can you not wear this?"

"No!" After Han Bingran finished speaking, he pulled Han Bingyan to the bathroom, opened the door, and forcibly threw Han Bingyan and the women's outfit in his hand.

"How could it be like this?" Han Bingyan inside was dumbfounded, it was thanks to her that she could figure out how to wear this kind of clothes.But when he thought that the relationship between himself and his sister had been tepid, and it seemed to be getting better just now, he couldn't bear to make her unhappy.

After all, she is my younger sister, so why not coax her?
Thinking this way in my heart, I moved like a machine in my hand.Isn't it just a change of clothes?It's not that difficult, the boy thought for a while.

A few minutes later, Han Bingyan, who was forced to wear girls' clothes, came out.

As soon as he went out, he felt something rushing towards him.

"What... what? Ah!" Han Bingyan, who was panting for a while, was about to ask what happened, but his sister pressed his head and forced him to face the mirror. When he saw the person in the mirror, he couldn't help it. cried out loudly.

I saw in the mirror that the two "beauties" were almost carved out of the same mold, giving people an illusion, as if they were one person.

Han Bingyan looked at it suspiciously for a while, then stretched out his right hand and stroked a few times, and a person in the mirror also stroked a few times following his movements.Then I blinked hard, and it had the same effect.

"Look, the two of us stand together, don't we look like a pair of close sisters! It would be great if my brother was born as a sister, ouch... why are you hitting me on the head?" "I'm brother , not my sister!" After beating his head, Han Bingyan suddenly felt a fear of offending his sister.

"I just want to call you sister, sister, sister!"

(End of this chapter)