Throwing down the bear child of the Flower God[Comprehensive]

After Lingbi left that day, the prince had a secret conversation with Hua Ruling until late at night, and then left quietly.

After Hua Ruling returned home, she coughed up blood and fell ill.

Physician Zhang did not go back to the capital with the crown prince, but was arranged to live in a secret house, where he diagnosed and treated Hua Ruling every day, and then thought about ways to alleviate the disability of his right hand for Lingbi.

Hua Ruling didn't know until now that he had been poisoned for many years. If Doctor Zhang hadn't discovered the suspicion, within two years, his old life would be ruined in a muddle.

His brother poisoned him for many years, and was also involved in the incident of his son being stabbed blind. How can Hua Ruling not be chilled by this.

Fortunately, with the presence of Imperial Physician Zhang, Hua Ruling's poison was finally cured, and the Hua family, who knew the inside story, felt relieved.

But this account must always be recovered.

After the new year, it was Hua Ruling's birthday, and the entire Huafu was busy again, but this time there was a murderous intent hidden in the busyness.

Huamanlou has been very depressed for the past few days, and his heart is full of thoughts.The matter of Lingbi has not been resolved, and now there are more matters about the genius doctor Song, and it is related to his own heart knot. Even if Hua Manlou is tenacious, he will not be immune to blows.

Because Hua Ruling and his wife were still weak, Hua Manlou had to pull himself together and serve around.Ling Bi also followed Hua Manlou, serving tea and water for Hua Ruling and his wife, joking and relieving their boredom.

After Zhenzhu returned home, Huamanlou asked her to take care of the sick elder first.With one more capable person around the elders, the less worry they will have.After Pearl left, the atmosphere when Hua Manlou and Lingbi were alone was a bit delicate.

Lingbi is still the same as before, clinging to Huamanlou and wanting to hug and kiss.Hua Manlou was uncharacteristically, although she still pampered Lingbi, she was less pampered.

There were fewer hugs and fewer kisses, but more discipline.

Lingbi was extremely wronged, and he didn't dare to resist Hua Manlou, but he just wrapped him tighter every day.She was acting like a baby, crying again, and tried all kinds of methods in turn, but not only was it useless, but Hua Manlou was aroused to discipline her even more tightly.

After a long time like this, Lingbi gradually felt panic and acted more extreme, as if he wanted to deliberately cause trouble for Huamanlou to see.

Hua Manlou was unmoved, if Lingbi could do it well, he would put Lingbi in his elder brother's place to raise for a few days.Sometimes it was the eager young master, sometimes it was the third young master who was in a panic, and even for a few days, he put the Lingbi at Hua Laoer's place.

During this period of time, although Hua Manlou was restless, she often retreated, it seemed that her martial arts practice had reached a critical juncture.The whole family was secretly worried about Huamanlou, Lingbi didn't dare to trouble him any more, but the panic in her heart was even worse.

At the beginning, Huamanlou only retreated for a day or two, and Lingbi still waited patiently. Later, Huamanlou retreated more and more frequently, and the time became longer and longer. Lingbi felt like a wild beast was roaring and roaring in his heart. want to break through the shackles and destroy everything.She's stretched to the limit.

Early this morning, Hua Manlou put Lingbi at Hua Laoer's place, and then hurriedly went to retreat again.This time, I don't know how many days it will take to get it out.

After listening to Hua Laoer's flute, Lingbi had to listen to him playing a few songs every day before giving up.After listening to it for a long time, Hua Laoer gave Lingbi a flute, and sometimes taught her.

After dinner that day, Hua Laoer took Lingbi to play in the garden.

Today, the wind and snow are gradually subsiding, and there are three or two snowflakes floating lazily in the sky. It is a rare good day in winter.

When Mr. Zhou found Lingbi, she was standing next to Hua Lao Er, dancing and playing the flute, while Hua Lao Er was facing the snow with his back, painting on the snow with a plum branch in his hand.

Lingbi played a piece of flute intermittently and in a mess, and Mr. Zhou frowned when he heard it.When the sound of Lingbi's flute stopped, Mr. Zhou's brows became more and more wrinkled.

Lingbi saw Mr. Zhou first.

"Old man!" Lingbi ran over excitedly, "Is my blowing really good!"

Mr. Zhou pursed his lips and said, "It's so ugly!" After finishing speaking, he turned his gaze to Hua'er Er.

When Hua Lao Er heard Mr. Zhou's voice at first, his body froze, then he turned around slowly, prostrated himself in Mr. Zhou's direction, and pressed his forehead on the icy snow.

"Disciple pays homage to master." Hua Laoer's voice revealed a dead air.

Mr. Zhou became even more angry when he saw Hua'er's appearance.

It is very strange to say that since Mr. Zhou lived in Huafu, Hua Erer never came to pay homage to his teacher, and Mr. Zhou never went to see Hua Erer, as if there was no such person. No one was in contact at the table.It can be said that the meeting today was the first time the master and apprentice had spoken to each other in several months.

"I don't dare to accept the great gift of the number one scholar!" Mr. Zhou said with a strange tone, "I have lived here for so long, and I almost forgot that I have a disciple like you!"

Mr. Zhou is a great Confucian in the world, and he was very kind to the emperor in the past, so he was highly respected by the emperor.Back then, Hua Er Er was able to escape, and among them, Mr. Zhou was also credited with interceding with the saint several times.

"The disciple ended up today, and he has no face to see the master." Hua's second voice was low.

Mr. Zhou was so angry that he swayed, Lingbi saw him and hurriedly supported him.

"It's just that I have suffered some blows, so I look like I'm dying! An apprentice like you has completely embarrassed the old man!"

Hua Lao Er remained silent.

Mr. Zhou pointed straight at Hua Er Er, his fingertips trembling, "I haven't had a good life for a few years, if you don't piss me off right now, you'll be clean!"

In a fit of anger, he saw that Hua Laoer's coat was soaked in snow, and he yelled at him again: "Get up yet!"

Hua Er Er not only didn't get up, but knelt and walked a few steps forward.

"If the master is angry, he can just beat and scold the disciple, why bother cursing himself like that." Hua's second child looked a little excited, "The disciple is already unfilial, if the master... how do you tell the disciple to live..." At this point, Hua The corners of the second child's eyes were slightly moist.

Mr. Zhou's eyes turned red when he heard this.

"I don't have such a good-for-nothing disciple like you!" Old Mr. Zhou grabbed Lingbi and wanted to leave.

Lingbi was worried, and suddenly grabbed Mr. Zhou's belt and pulled it back, saying incessantly, "Old man, don't go, you two, let's talk!"

Mr. Zhou's face turned dark immediately, he hurriedly protected his belt and yelled: "Little boy, let go!"

"Let's talk again!"

"open!"

"Talk, talk."

Old Mr. Zhou got anxious and yelled, "I won't leave, do you want this idiot to kneel until he freezes to death?!"

Lingbi choked and let go silently.

Old Mr. Zhou snorted, and without looking at Hua Er Er, he pulled Lingbi and turned around to leave.

Hua Lao Er bent down and kowtowed again, when Ling Bi looked back, his lonely figure stayed where he was, getting further and further away.

All the way to the Snow Cottage, there were young servants waiting there for a long time. When Mr. Zhou came back, he rushed to meet him.

In the Snow Cottage, there are hot wine, tea sets and exquisite snacks.After the two sat down, the servant first poured wine for Mr. Zhou, and then ordered a cup of tea for Lingbi.

"I came to see you to invite you to watch the snow." Mr. Zhou pouted.

"What's so beautiful about snow!" Lingbi reached out for a snack.

Old Mr. Zhou called her an "idiot" angrily, and then watched the snow outside while sipping his wine.

Outside the hut, the snow falls leisurely, and the fire-like plum blossoms stand proudly covered with snow, blooming in full bloom, bringing vitality to the silent winter of all things.

Old Mr. Zhou was happy to see it, shook his head and said: "Eating wine, enjoying the snow, life is a wonderful thing."

Ling Bi only cared about eating snacks, but she didn't even look outside.

Only then did Mr. Zhou realize how boring it is to invite a little boy who doesn't understand elegance to enjoy the snow.

He thought for a while, and finally found a common topic.

"The plum blossoms planted by your seventh brother look better, don't you like that?"

Ling Bi immediately turned to look at Mr. Zhou, excitedly said: "I like Seventh Brother!"

Old Mr. Zhou was funny, and hummed: "If you like it so much, why don't you marry him, hum, you want to marry this old man!"

Obviously, the narrow-minded old gentleman is still brooding over what happened last time.

Lingbi's eyes lit up.

"Good idea!" She nodded solemnly.

Lingbi never felt that what the old man said was more reasonable than this one.If she could marry her seventh brother like a sister-in-law marrying her eldest brother, wouldn't she be able to possess her seventh brother forever and never let others touch her again!

"Good idea, let's do it like this!" Lingbi couldn't help dancing.

Mr. Zhou choked.

He was a little speechless, and simply turned his head to appreciate the snow.After admiring it for a while, he wanted to pick plum blossoms again while he was in the mood. Lingbi was afraid of being cold and ignored him, so he didn't get annoyed, so he went alone.

About half an hour later, when Lingbi had finished eating the second plate of dim sum, Mr. Zhou came back with a red plum in his hand.

At this time, the tip of his nose was red, and his teeth were chattering uncontrollably. Even though he was shivering from the cold, he insisted on holding on to enjoy the plum blossoms.

Lingbi always felt that this scene seemed familiar.

Mr. Zhou started to write poems.When he uttered the first sentence, he was crying. When he uttered the second sentence, his hands and feet were numb. When he uttered the third sentence, his tongue was so cold that he couldn't speak.

Tch, I'm going to save face and suffer, just like my second child!

Ling Bi rolled her eyes, finished her snacks and ran away.

Hua Manlou retreated for ten days in a row before coming out to pick up Lingbi.When Lingbi hugged Huamanlou, she almost cried aggrievedly.

After leaving the customs, Huamanlou seemed to have lost some weight, and even the smile on her lips was haggard.

After a few days of separation, Lingbi really missed him, acted coquettishly and arrogantly for a while, and forgot all the things before the retreat.

Huamanlou also cared about Lingbi very much, so she let her make trouble and coaxed her in every possible way.This made Lingbi mistakenly think that the unhappiness of the past few days was just passing by, and that Huamanlou could treat her as before.

This whole day, Lingbi lived very comfortably.

Only at night, everything seemed to change again.Hua ManLou actually asked someone to pack up her things and wanted to sleep in a separate bed with her.

Lingbi's face changed suddenly, her eyes were cold and dark, with a hint of madness.

Hua Manlou tried to comfort her, went up to touch her head, but she knocked her hand off.

"Are you leaving me?"

Lingbi's tone of voice was very steady, but it made one's hair stand on end.

For a child with a distorted personality, the patience and fear of the past few days have reached their limit. From now on, she will stick out her fangs mercilessly.

Hua Manlou suddenly bent down, held Lingbi's face in his hands, and said seriously: "I will never abandon you."

Lingbi's eyes were a little softer, but still shocking.

She looked straight at Hua Manlou and said, "But now, you want me to stay away from you."

Hua Manlou was silent for a moment, then said softly: "Men and women are different, seniors and young are ordered, there should always be some distance."

The corners of Lingbi's mouth were tense, and her nails sank into her palms a little bit.

First stay far away, then walk away completely, and in the end, you will become a dispensable thing.

Those days of relying on each other, those days of having each other, those days of desperately suppressing and unsatisfactory desires, must not be lost easily, absolutely not.

"I don't want it." Lingbi's expression was stubborn.

Hua Manlou frowned and said, "Be obedient."

"You can't leave me, you are mine!"

There was a dead silence.

The immature voice of the child floated in the air, and the surroundings were so quiet that it seemed that the voice could make a collision sound when it fell on the ground.

Hua Manlou's face was tense, and he said word by word: "Don't mess around."

The last layer of camouflage has been removed, and Lingbi's face is distorted, revealing a malicious and dangerous smile.

"I'm not fooling around, you are mine."

"It is now, and it will be in the future."

"I grow up and want you to marry me!"

Hua Manlou suddenly trembled, turned his back hastily, and motioned for Pearl outside the door to take Lingbi away.

Zhuzhu came in with her eyes closed, and she was about to leave with her Lingbi in her arms.Lingbi was also held by her, but she just stared at Hua Manlou's back, hoping that he would turn around and leave her behind.

Seeing that Hua Manlou was about to walk out of the room, but Hua Manlou still didn't turn around, Lingbi was flustered and hurriedly put on a low profile and called him.

"Brother Seven..." Lingbi's voice was full of flattery.She thought, as long as Huamanlou is willing to keep her, she will be obedient and won't fight for anything.

Huamanlou was motionless.

"Seventh Brother, Seventh Brother!" Lingbi was really anxious.

Pearl hugged her and walked out of the room smoothly, until the end, what she saw was still Hua Manlou's back.

"Seventh Brother..."

Lingbi showed an expression of disbelief.

Pearl seemed to be unable to bear it, and coaxed her in a low voice, "Little ancestor, you should avoid it for a while, and when the Seventh Young Master's anger subsides, you can go and act coquettishly and pass."

Lingbi hugged Pearl and wept.

"I don't want it," Lingbi cried almost to death, "I want Brother Seven now."

Pearl sighed.

It is dark now and it is extremely cold outside.In the sky, a half-round cold moon floats among the frozen clouds, and the falling snow connects the sky and the earth, rustling down, the white snow is clear and cold, only a few boys who are about to go to night are walking.

Hua Manlou opened the window and listened to the outside ear. The cold wind came in through the window and blew on his slightly absent-minded face.

The sound of crying in the distance could be heard faintly, and Hua Manlou's heart was also tugged at it.

His little sister, why is she so stubborn, she probably regards him as a life-saving straw, and she won't let go after grabbing him.

But no, Hua Manlou thinks this way, you are still young, but I can't play around with you.

The hand on the window finally began to exert force, and the window slowly closed.

At this moment, there was a smell of blood from the outside, and a boy's terrified shouts sounded.

Hua Manlou's expression turned serious, and he immediately jumped out of the window.

On the snow, the footprints were messy, and a boy fell to the ground, groaning and groaning, and blood continued to seep into the snow from his body.Pearl's face was pale, and she was kneeling beside the boy to help him check the wound.

Hua Manlou's strikes were like the wind, and he touched several big holes on the boy's body, and managed to stop the bleeding for the boy.

"Seventh Young Master, hurry up and chase after me!" Pearl said anxiously with tears on her face, "Miss Biao just broke free from me, and ran away after hurting this person!"

Hua Manlou said in a deep voice, "Here is for you."

After all, he turned around and disappeared.