112. Chapter 112 The Sorrow of the Abandoned
"Sister, this tiles don't cover the rain, can we stay?"
Looking at the disgusting look in the little girl's eyes, Qing'er smiled helplessly.
"It's good to have a wall to block the wind, otherwise I'll send you back..."
"I don't want it. My parents are still angry. If I go back at this time, I will definitely be punished. It's better to watch the rain leaking from the sky here. Maybe there will be a big flower that will take us to play in the sky."
"Haha... you're naughty. If there were really such flowers, I could go to heaven to reunite my parents. The world here is so cold."
"Is it cold? I just feel that it's cold when it rains. When the sun comes out, I feel that it's warm everywhere..."
Qing'er drowssed in her eyes and looked at the increasingly thicker rain curtain, "I'm afraid the sun will be too late..."
"It's cold and rainy, it's the woe of the abandoned. Let's have a good sleep for the abandoned..."
"What is my sister talking about? Why can't I understand?"
"It's right if you don't understand. If you understand everything, then I should be so lonely..."
With a "bang", Qing'er was shocked.
Ning Si's appearance when she was a child was fully presented in Qing'er's mind.
She clearly remembered Ning Si's sweet sleeping face in her arms, even though the place was tattered.
She clearly remembered that the next morning, the queen in casual clothes looked nervous.
The mother's expression towards her daughter was deeply imprinted in Qing'er's heart.
It’s just that this kind of family affection that penetrates into the bone marrow makes Qing'er cry involuntarily.
"It would be great if I could be as warm as you..."
"Little girl, you are a good child. Are you willing to take care of this ignorant her with me?"
Maybe it was the temptation of money and power, or maybe it was her deep temptation because of their family affection.
"I'm willing..."
"Although the place you go is rich and rich, it also has unknown dangers. Can you accept it?"
"Well, today's rain has made my spiritual cover soar."
"Haha... you kid, come with me. From now on, you will be my goddaughter's personal palace. I promised me to protect her safety, because there were too many unexpected things in that family, and I was afraid that I would not be able to protect her alone."
"Well, I will do my best..."
In spring, flowers bloom, and she practices boxing in the ice water with her naked arms.
In summer, the lotus fragrance spreads her nose, and she practices diligently under the scorching sun.
The garden is golden in autumn, and she sleeps with the red maple all over the ground.
The fragrance of plum blossoms overflows in winter, and she dances with the snow.
In the winter and winter, Qing'er insisted on it all the time. She laughed with her, and at night she practiced without telling her.
All the pain and hardships are to protect her peace.
It seems that this is not just a responsibility, but has become an indispensable part of her life.
When I opened the window, it turned out that the snow on the trees had fallen.
"Princess, you see that the snow on the winter has fallen to the ground. Do you think the sun will be far away?"
Looking at Ning Si's quiet sleeping face, Qing'er took out the long sword on the side of the bed and flew out of the window.
The moves are sharp, dancing with flying snow, the sword and sword spirit, and the true energy is everywhere.
There was a faint sound of someone's breathing, and the long sword blew in Manru's house in the distance.
"Little Junior Sister, when did you practice this good swordsmanship?"
Chapter completed!