Feather Emperor

Chapter 4 Han Bingruo

"Dong dong dong..." There were several knocks on the door.

"Brother, let's open the door!" Han Bingran said as he pushed Han Bingyan out of the bathroom. Han Bingyan just remembered that he was wearing women's clothing, but it was too late.

Shaking his head, Han Bingyan had no choice but to face his sister who poked her head out of the bathroom, walked to the door, and opened it.

"Ah, Xiaoran, you are here, where is your brother?" Han Xianyun seemed a little surprised that "Han Bingran" was in Bingyan's room, but she was also a little relieved in her heart. She thought that the relationship between the two siblings might not be as expected so bad.

Han Bingyan let out an "uh", if she was exposed in women's clothing, what kind of rumors would spread in the family courtyard tomorrow!
No, you must not let others know.

After making up his mind, Han Bingyan decided to pretend to be his sister. "Oh, my brother has gone out. I can tell my brother what's the matter with Auntie Xiaoyun." Imitating my sister's voice, there is a bit of a childish voice, not to mention, they are young, and the voices of the two are indeed somewhat similar.

Han Xianyun did not suspect him, and said: "It's like this, your brother is already eight years old and has reached the age of school, so your mother and we decided to send Bingyan to school, considering that he was afraid of being alone, So I want you to go with me. I think, although you are only six years old, it shouldn't be a big problem, right?"

"Go to school? Can I really do it?" Han Bingyan wanted to ask himself, but Aunt Xiaoyun obviously misunderstood, smiled and said: "Why not, Xiaoran is very smart, and her martial arts are already very high, so she won't be bullied Yes!"

"Oh." "Han Bingran" responded, "I will tell my brother, I think he must be very happy!"

"Then remember to take good care of your brother when you get to school, he... Forget it, that's it, auntie is leaving first."

After Han Xianyun left, Han Bingyan stood at the door in a daze for a while, and was patted on the shoulder. Turning around, it was her sister.

"About school?"

"I've heard it all. Of course I'm going. I've been at home for so long, and I've never gone out. This time I'm going to turn it upside down. No, I'm going to play to my heart's content!"

The next day, in the living room of the Han family
Han Bingyan, Han Bingran and others were already waiting there, and there were several children of the same age beside them.Han Xianyu stood three meters away from Bingyan. From the moment he came to the hall, Han Bingyan never left his mother.Perhaps feeling his gaze, Han Xianyu looked at him and smiled.

This may be the first time she smiled at her son, and the guilt in her heart was beyond words. She also blamed herself for not fulfilling her responsibilities as a mother before.

But soon she felt a more stern gaze, it was her mother Han Ling, who gave her a hard look.

If Han Xianyu still has feelings for Han Bingyan, then Han Ling has none at all. As the patriarch of the Han family, she has been brooding over what happened a few years ago, and Han Bingyan is the taint of their family.

Which woman in their Han family can be discarded at will?In her eyes, Han Bingyan is not her grandson, but an outsider who cannot be driven away!
Han Ling cleared his throat and said, "A few years have passed in a blink of an eye, and you have reached the age of going to school. I hope you can perform well in the new environment and don't embarrass our Han family."

While speaking, he turned his head to Han Bingyan, and then looked at the boy who was about the same height as Han Bingyan, with equally meaningful eyes.

"He is Han Bingruo from his natal family. He just came back from another place. His situation in his natal family is not very good. It seems that he is also congenitally blocked in his meridians and unable to practice martial arts..." Han Bingran whispered next to Bingyan's ear. Consciously getting smaller, looking at my brother with sly eyes, maybe afraid of touching his sad place.

Han Bingyan looked indifferent, he was used to it.However, after his sister's introduction, he suddenly developed a good impression of this boy named Han Bingruo, probably because he and he are both descended from the world, and they have something in common in many aspects.

Thinking about myself as a child of an inner family, but being hated and bullied by everyone because of not being able to practice martial arts, as a foreigner, I am afraid that he is even more unsatisfactory than himself.

Han Ling, the most powerful person in the Han family, talked about it for a long time, and finally announced the end.Everyone is also starting to embark on the road to the campus, scattered as a group of birds, in twos and threes, or in groups.

Only Han Bingruo was alone, Han Bingyan quickened his pace and ran to his side, "Let's go together!"

Han Bingruo turned around and saw a boy of the same age who was dressed in ordinary clothes but good-looking, and beside him was an unusually beautiful and cute little girl.

"Hey, how can you be so rude!" Seeing that Han Bingruo was so rude, Han Bingran said angrily.

"I treat everyone like this." Without turning her head, her voice was surprisingly cold.

"This...I..." Han Bingran blushed with anger, and wanted to say something, but was quickly stopped by Han Bingyan. He knew his sister's character best, and he couldn't suffer at all.

"Well...my name is Han Bingyan, you can call me Bingyan, and I...I'll call you Bingruo, is that okay?" This was the first time he took the initiative to make friends with others, so he looked cautious.

But Han Bingruo, who was walking ahead, didn't seem to hear it, and didn't mean to slow down in the slightest.

"I heard from my sister that your meridians are congenitally blocked and you cannot practice martial arts!" Han Bingyan said loudly. This time, Han Bingruo stopped in his footsteps, turned his head, and looked at Han Bingyan coldly.

"Actually...that...me too!" Han Bingyan smiled on his immature face, "I am also a waste of martial arts with congenitally blocked meridians..."

Slightly stunned, after Bingyan said that he was also a person with congenital blockage of meridians, Han Bingruo looked at him with less sharp eyes, and his eyes began to soften.

"Well... since we are all like this, let's be friends... okay?"

"Then she is?" Han Bingruo looked at Han Bingran beside Bingyan and asked.

"She is my younger sister, Han Bingran!" Han Bingyan said, "but her meridians are normal."

Han Bingruo looked contemptuously, "A normal person? A normal person from the Han family will walk with the waste that congenitally blocks the meridians?"

In the Han family, martial arts is the standard that determines a person's status.

"That's not it!" A crisp voice came out of Han Bingran's mouth.

Han Bingyan hurriedly said: "No matter what, we are in the same situation, and our identities are similar, we should be friends..."

After listening, Han Bingruo was silent for a while, and the surroundings suddenly became much quieter.Finally, he stretched out his hand, "Then listen to you!"

"There's still me, there's still me!" Han Bingran shouted loudly, unwilling to be lonely.

The three immature little hands joined together, as for what will happen in the future, none of them can predict.

(End of this chapter)