Supreme Abandoned Concubine

Chapter 65
Long Yulie said lightly: "To lead the three armies at the age of 14. It takes a lot of experience."

Bing Yan thought for a while, then asked softly: "Long Yulie, don't you hate the queen?"

"I can understand the mother's intentions. Although, I may have complained when I was young, but now I know that without her ruthlessness back then, there would be no Long Yulie today. This is a mother's painstaking efforts."

It seemed that Long Yulie really respected the queen very much.But Bing Yan was thinking in her heart that maybe the queen raised her son so ruthlessly for her own selfishness and to consolidate her position.Maybe her son is just a pawn for her to stabilize her position.

Seeming to see through Bing Yan's thoughts, Long Yulie said lightly: "That's not wrong. The emperor's house has always been like this."

Bingyan looked at him blankly.

Long Yulie's eyes sank.He looked at Bing Yan earnestly, "Since I can remember, my father never looked at me directly. He seems to hate my birth, but my mother is always stern. I really can't feel warmth from her, only that little Lu'er, every time I practiced, she secretly gave me food, and when I was punished to kneel on the thorns, she secretly gave me medicine for sores. At night, Xiao Luer came to see me secretly, but she almost froze to death without martial arts. When I was 12 years old, in order to train my endurance, my master tied me to a pillar under the order of my mother, and I was attacked by soul-chasing nails. Originally, the sixteen soul chasing nails were nothing to me at the time, but my old wounds hadn't healed that day, and I didn't tell my mother. When I received the tenth nail, I couldn't hold it anymore. But Xiao Lu'er stood in front of me, she was only six years old and used her small body to block six soul chasing nails for me, so..."

"So, you can't let go of the purple smoke that looks like Long Feather Green?" Bing Yan interjected, this man only had Long Feather Green to give him the only human warmth in his life of more than twenty years.

Long Yulie stopped talking, and still looked at her seriously with unprecedented eyes.

Bingyan turned her face away as if she didn't understand: "If you can't let it go, don't let it go. Marry her well, love her well."

Long Yulie's complexion sank as he poured cold water on the spot full of anticipation.Grabbing her shoulders, he shouted angrily: "Lan Bingyan! Have I been talking for nothing? How can you not understand if you are so smart!"

Bing Yan broke free from Long Yulie's shackles, and resolutely said: "I understand, but if the time is wrong for some things, everything will be wrong. Long Yulie, you missed the time to meet me five years ago." Bing Yan get up.out of his control. "Anyway, that's your business. I'm not interested in being an intervener."

"You are not an intervener!" Long Yulie almost roared. "I never...to her..." He suddenly stopped, that's enough!His self-esteem has been completely trampled under her feet, why should he add another self-defeating fact!

He looked at her bitterly: "Your heart is really made of iron and stone!" He expected her to understand his previous difficulties, and he expected that he would face the pressure of falling out with the queen because of her sentence "one couple for life". After abandoning Wu Ziyan, she can give him a response.But she is still so decisive.

"Get out!" he growled.

Bingyan looked at the wound on his back, "Don't touch the wound anymore or..."

"I let you go!" He growled like a lion!

Bingyan glanced at Long Yulie, gritted her teeth, turned around, and left.

A pure white carrier pigeon landed on the window sill of Baoyue Building, Bing Yan caught the carrier pigeon, untied the string from its leg, and spread out the rice paper, it was indeed Ming Juan's handwriting.

A few strokes have already explained the matter clearly.The woman in Tsing Yi that Bing Yan asked him to look for turned out to be the missing personal maid Qing Nu of Mrs. Huayue, who lived in seclusion in an unremarkable village at the foot of Peach Blossom Mountain, and is now missing.However, according to the neighbors in that village, a man in white had been to the residence of the woman in Tsing Yi before.

The ice flame burned the rice paper to ashes.Got up and went to Maoer Alley.

Push open the door of the courtyard.The house was empty.

Approaching Xiaoan, leaning on the teapot with the back of his hand, the tea is cold.

The door was pushed open again.Bing Yan turned around and met Qing Tianlin who had just rushed back as expected.

"The injury hasn't healed yet, why run around?" Bing Yan asked lightly.

Qing Tianlin looked at her seriously. "Why don't you just ask me what I'm going to do?"

Bingyan smiled lightly: "Will you tell me if I ask?"

"Not for now." Qing Tianlin said softly.He walked up to Bingyan, lowered his head slightly, and looked deeply at Juechen's face: "What I want to tell you is that even if I hide something from you, it's out of necessity."

"You don't have to explain." Bingyan turned around and opened the medicine box, and took out a row of silver needles. "Don't hold on, the cold poison has already started to counterattack."

Only then did Qing Tianlin smile slightly, he frowned his beautiful Yuanshan eyebrows, and covered his chest: "Well, I can't hold on any longer, can Bing'er help me in?"

Bing Yan rolled his eyes at him, ignored him, and pointed the silver needle towards the bathtub in the backyard.

The gauze was put down, the mist filled the air, Bing Yan slowly took off his coat, and walked into the medicine pond in a pink middle coat.

Qing Tianlin also took off his clothes, sat in the pool, and asked slowly: "Bing'er..."

"What?" Bing Yan inserted the silver needles into the acupuncture points on Qing Tianlin's back one by one.

"I really hope that the cold poison on my body will continue to counterattack." Qing Tianlin said softly.

Bing Yan raised his hand, and inserted a silver needle into his Fengmen acupoint!

Qing Tianlin snorted and frowned slightly in pain. "Bing'er, are you abusing a slave?"

"You are the one who abused it!" The silver needle in Bingyan's hand was inserted into Dazhui and Shentang acupoints again with more force. "Where is there a slave like you!"

"I don't know who insisted on making me sign the contract of sale. I regret it now? Tell you, it's too late, Bing'er..."

This man can actually say such rascal words in such a gentle tone.After inserting the silver needle in his hand, Bingyan waved his hand angrily. "Damn guy! My master doesn't want you now!"

(End of this chapter)