Chapter 697

But she thought about it again, she had a husband and a son, but when her sister said it, she knew it all.

She closed the letter, and in the end all she seemed to be able to do was follow the child's temperament.

Shen Qingci didn't write many letters. In fact, there were only a few sentences in total. She said that she wanted to go out for a trip alone, so she didn't want to look for her. She wanted to walk through the mountains and rivers of Da Zhou, and let them take care of themselves.

In addition, she handed Miaomiao to Baimei and Changqing, and hoped that they would take good care of them. There are a lot of spices in the incense room of Shuowangfu and Pingyang. These spices are enough for one mouthful of incense for about fifteen years. Fifteen years later, maybe she will come back.

Also, this matter has nothing to do with Sanxi, because she used the incense on Sanxi, so let them not blame Sanxi, all this is her own decision and has nothing to do with others.

Shen Qingrong sat down and looked at Sanxi who was kneeling on the ground.

"Sanxi, get up."

She said to Sanxi.

Sanxi couldn't help shrinking her body, but she didn't dare to get up for a long time, even if Shen Qingrong asked her to get up, she didn't dare.

"Get up."

Shen Qingrong said again, in her letter, this matter has nothing to do with you.

Sanxi stood up. But still standing there trembling and crying.

Shen Qingkong stretched out her hand to touch Miaomiao. Since her brother-in-law left, this cat seemed to be everything to her. She didn't mention anything else, but only this cat. This cat was very important to her. Bar.

"Princess Xiaojun, please be careful."

Chang Geng quickly blocked Shen Qingrong's hand, "Miaomiao's temper is not very good now, she will scratch and hurt people."

Shen Qingrong could only withdraw her hand in the end, because she seemed to feel it too. This cat has some bad hatred for people now.

Chang Geng gently stroked Miao Miao's head, Miao Miao let out a meow, and then jumped to the bed collapse, she also got into the quilt, but only now Chang Geng knows.

It turns out that Miaomiao's temperament has changed greatly, not because of anything else, but because it has lost its owner.

Without its owner, it feels very insecure, and it just wants to find a trace of its owner. As long as someone gets close, it will think that someone is going to rob its owner.

Shen Qingrong sighed, then took another look at the white cat that shrunk her body under the quilt. This is what she wanted to stand up, but for some reason, she felt that her footsteps were so heavy. .

A Ning, where are you?

where are you?

The outside world is not safe.

Is it really okay for you to go out like this?

And this time, Shen Qingci was sitting in the woods, a fire was lit in front of her, and the light of the fire reflected her quiet face.

People always need to learn something. What they didn't know before, they will be able to do it in the future. Like her, she couldn't even build a fire before, but now she can build a fire here by herself.

And her heart is not afraid, nor is she afraid of death, so it is the same everywhere.

She took out a small pill from her waist, crushed it, and sprinkled some on the surroundings. Whether it was people or animals, don't even try to get close to her.

She put the burden she was holding behind her head and lay down just like that.

This was the first night she had spent alone, and it was because she had lived alone for six years. In those six years, she had not done anything by herself, and learned what she had not.

So the days of such a person do not seem to be too sad.

The fire was lit all the time, and it was always reflecting on her face. She added some firewood to the fire, and the light jumped up. At this time, she didn't know where she was going?

Well, where will be her end, she doesn't know.

She closed her eyes and fell asleep unconsciously.

When she woke up again, the sky was already bright, and the fire was out. She touched her face, and there was some dew on her face. Even her eyelashes were dyed and damp, slightly. In the blink of an eye, it was clear and cool.

The weather is getting a little cold, it seems that I need to add a few more clothes.

She stood up from the ground, and also picked up the burden that she had always carried on her back, and this was the way to move forward.

It wasn't until she encountered a creek that she went to the creek, washed her hands and face, and then picked up some water with a kettle.

When she arrived at the town in front, it was night again. She was sitting at the door of the eaves of a family, biting the dry food she bought, so she bit and ate it bit by bit.

Her eyes are always calm, and the calm is also filled with the loneliness of this side.

The starry sky in the distance flickered from time to time, and she was looking for the tallest and brightest one, wondering which one would be her mother and which one would be him?

The wind was blowing, and it brought with it the coldness of the night. She couldn't help but clenched her arms and shrank her body. But in the second half of the night, a strong wind blew in the sky. It was a pouring rain, she tried her best to shrink her body, but still half of her body was in the rain, the rain fell on her from time to time, she hugged her legs, no one was there. Knowing that at this time, it was her tears that had not fallen for a long time.

It rained all night, and she was drenched all night. It was only when the family opened the door that she found someone sitting at the door.

Seeing Shen Qingci's pitiful appearance, the man couldn't bear it, and thought he was begging for food.

"Forget it, come in."

The aunt who opened the door opened the door and let Shen Qingci come in.

Shen Qingci followed the aunt and walked in, and the cold wind blew on her from time to time, it was icy and cold, and it was very uncomfortable.

"Come on," the aunt gave Shen Qingci a set of clothes. "This dress is for my married daughter. I think she is about the same size as you."

Shen Qingci hugged the clothes. The material of the clothes was not very good. Compared with the clothes she wore in the Shuowang Mansion, it was a world of difference. The clothes she wore in the Shuowang Mansion were all made of top-quality silk. , Every stitch and every thread is also made by her eldest sister herself, and there are a lot of clothes, which were bought for her by Lao Hengju, and they are also the best fabrics in the world.

But now the fabric in her hand hurts when she touches it. She turned around and came out with this set of clothes. Although it was ordinary fabric, it couldn't stop the splendor on her face.

Shen Qingci thought about it, she took out a small wooden box from her purse, dug out some ointment from it and smeared it on her face. After a while, she became a woman with a black and yellow complexion. In the past, the facial features were much inferior, and even more inconspicuous.

When she came out, the aunt put a bowl of soup in her hand.

"You're hungry, let's eat some first."

Shen Qingci was holding a large bowl, she lowered her eyelashes, and the heat was also in her eyes, and she was holding a thick bowl and drank the soup one by one.