Emperor, you belong with me

Ning Yixu has no room to resist, and even has no time to say goodbye to sister Xue, so she is taken away by the week mother who is not easy to provoke.

Xue Zhibing gave her a slip of paper, said: "remember to contact me."

Ning Yixu tightly held the note in his hand, like grasping the straw, pitifully and helplessly trapped in the big house.

Xue Zhibing and Qin Qingshuang say goodbye, etiquette, she should go to say goodbye to the elders, think of the elders of the Qin family when she is transparent, or left alone.

She went through the garden to a fork and stopped there.

Turning on the left is the place where Qin Er lived. She used to live.

She hesitated for a while and asked the passing servant, "where is the second young master?"

The servant didn't dare to be too rude and said, "the second young master and the eldest young master are in the ancestral hall. They haven't left yet."

"OK, it's OK."

After the servant left, Xue Zhibing calculated the time, which should be in time.

She turned into the road on the left, crossed the green jungle, and saw the familiar three story Central European building. Her heart passed the thick pain.

She used to wait for him to come home, but she couldn't.

Even when he did, he didn't have the warmth of husband and wife except for her demands.

Qin Yuanyang has hurt her enough.

Xue Zhibing did not dare to recall the past. She walked on the marble floor, walked quickly through the open-air courtyard, and pushed the door in.

She didn't look anywhere else. She went upstairs and went into the master bedroom.

The master bedroom is the same as when she left, everything is still in place.

She remembered that the servant had said, "now the second young master doesn't sleep in the master bedroom. He sleeps in the guest room on the second floor."

Xue Zhibing gave a sad smile. Qin Yuanyang hated her so much that he could not enter this room.

He didn't destroy the room. It's old time.

She opened the dresser cabinet and found a small Necklace in the jewelry box.

It's a monotonous style. The silver ornament hasn't been worn for a long time, and the surface is beginning to oxidize and discolor.

She treasured the wipe a few times, into the bag.

Finally, she took a look at the bedroom. She swallowed her tears and went downstairs.

She cried too much here, even in bed with him, the memory is not good.

He never knew what gentleness was to her. When he wanted her, he seemed to tear her apart and vent his anger on her.

She felt that she was just a bitch to sleep with.

Occasionally, when he was drunk, he would gently hold her, gently kiss her eyebrows and ask, "does it hurt?"

These three words are enough for her to hide and cry all night.

When he wakes up, he is still the original he, will stare at her to take contraceptives, do not see a little bit of emotion.

Xue Zhibing in this marriage has no bottom line of tolerance, but nothing.

She finally gave up. Without the protection of Qin Yuanyang, she was ridiculed and despised by many people outside. She was more miserable than before she married him.

Even so, she didn't want to go back and couldn't go back.

Xue Zhibing went downstairs. She opened the door, but suddenly she couldn't move.

She grasped the bag in her hand and looked at the man standing on the marble steps.

Qin Yuanyang took two steps up, and several servants stood on the terrace with their heads down, not daring to make a sound.

Qin Yuanyang asked in a cold voice, "who let outsiders into this door?"

Xue Zhibing had something broken in her heart, and she was bleeding.

He said, outsiders.

Now, when she walks into the building, does he think it's dirty?