Chapter 971
Qian Zichen just doesn't know.
In such a cold day, how could he have a nosebleed, and his inner abdomen would not have been damaged by someone, so now it is nosebleed, and now it is nosebleed, will it be bleeding from the seven orifices next time, if it is true If so, then he is definitely not far from death.
"I'm not sick," Shen Qingci checked the tiger's skin up and down. Seeing that it was not stained with blood, this was a sigh of relief. Her tiger's skin is so precious. The tiger's body was peeled off. How difficult is it to find a tiger now? Does he know?
"Aren't you sick?" Qian Zichen still didn't believe it, "If you're not sick, why do you get nosebleeds?"
"Nosebleeds are just because of too much filling."
Shen Qingci didn't sympathize with Qian Zichen at all. She had kindly reminded him that he didn't listen, so who could blame him now?
"Too much?"
Qian Zichen was a little confused by this sentence.
"How come there are too many supplements?" He hadn't eaten well for a long time, except for the meat.
"Princess, can I ask you, what kind of meat are those meats?"
"Tiger meat," Shen Qingci turned around and entered, lazily managing Qian Zichen's messy face.
Tiger meat, oh my god, tiger meat, he actually ate tiger meat. Tigers are ferocious. Since ancient times, anyone who can hit a tiger can be counted with one hand.
But he actually ate tiger meat or two bowls. It's no wonder that he would have nosebleeds in such cold weather.
This is definitely overkill.
And he wanted to ask, where did this tiger come from? But Shen Qingci had long since ignored him, and he was embarrassed to chase after him.
Shen Qing Ciqing went out again. When she came back, she had a bundle of firewood in front of her, and the little fox was still above her shoulders. Once inside, she jumped down and went to play with the fox girl.
Shen Qingci's harvest this time was very good. She made a bundle of firewood, and at the same time, she picked up a lot of mushrooms. These were enough for her to eat for a long time.
She put the firewood at the door, and also took the mushrooms in, and was going to cook some soup for herself today.
It was dark outside, and Xiao Hu and Nian Nian were also hungry, so they didn't move there.
Shen Qingci took out the meat from the outside again, but now. Qian Zichen only knew that Shen Qingci buried the meat in the snowdrift, so that the meat could be stored for a long time, but he didn't understand, how could a noble lady from a noble family, or a dignified Princess Shuo, know this. ?
Of course, he would not ask these questions, but now he is just. .
Touching his stomach, he was hungry again.
There was a smell of meat inside, and Qian Zichen knew that there was meat to eat again, and he couldn't help but touch his nose, he was afraid of another nosebleed.
Between nosebleeds and starvation, he finally chose not to starve to death.
Shen Qingci took a bowl, scooped a full bowl into it, and handed it to Qian Zichen.
"thanks."
Qian Zichen took it and took a bite, and the meat was much better.
"What kind of meat is this?" And what he was most afraid of was that Shen Qingci said another word of tiger meat, and he was a little afraid of eating tiger meat when he really ate it.
"Mountain pork."
Shen Qingci finally lived up to his expectations, this time it was indeed not tiger meat.
Mountain pork!
Qian Zichen swallowed his saliva again.
The mountain pork on the snow has grown for an unknown number of years, and all of them are fat and strong. How did she kill a pig?
There are two little foxes, forget it, he is picky again, how could it be these two little foxes, just their small appearance, not to mention wild boars, I am afraid they can't even catch rabbits, not to mention There is also a smaller one, which is obviously a milk fox that has not been born for a long time, and it is even more impossible to catch a wild boar.
Qian Zichen took another bite, and sure enough, the goat pork this time was much more fragrant. Although there was no seasoning, for a person who has always been hungry, this is already invaluable. something.
It's always better than eating snow and eating bark and grass roots.
Shen Qingci was roasting tiger meat for the two foxes. She didn't like letting them eat raw food, so she always gave them cooked food.
After the tiger meat was roasted, she shredded the meat and put it in front of the two little ones. The two little ones started eating, and they ate very quickly. Xiao Hu was also a good mother. Yes, from time to time, I push the shredded pork there with my mouth from time to time, and I have to puff up my stomach to eat it.
After Shen Qingci had washed the bowls, the two had also finished eating, and now they were rolling around from time to time, so they were very happy.
And it was getting dark now, Shen Qingci never thought about going out again. Going out was nothing more than picking up a bundle of firewood, and now even firewood has to go a long way.
As for Qian Zichen, he was lying outside at this time, and he also put his hand behind his head, and unconsciously there was a sneer on the corner of his lips.
If Qian Zichen knew that he was not dead, what kind of face would he have?
He clenched his hands tightly again, closed his eyes, and slowly let out a sigh of turbid air. For now, let's not talk about anything else, the most important thing is how to get through this difficult time.
The next day, at the dawn of dawn, Shen Qingci had already woken up. She must have woken up at this time every day. Every year, she still fell asleep under the covers, while Xiao Hu was lying still.
Shen Qingci carefully picked up Xiao Hu and put Xiao Hutong together year after year.
When she came out, she saw that the person lying outside was gone, the tiger skin was neatly placed aside, and even the withered grass on top was spread neatly.
What's the matter, did someone leave, or did they run away?
Just above this snow-capped mountain, can you really go out? She didn't think too much about it. Whether she wants to leave or stay is also a matter of others. If she can go out, it is his life.
After getting dressed, she walked into the snow again, picking up firewood, and looking for something to eat.
This time she walked a little longer, and the firewood was carried on her back to the north. The snow continued to fall, and it was not as big as before, but there were only a few scattered snowflakes, so I was not afraid of it. Can't find my way home.
If Nian Nian or Xiao Hu came, they would lead the way. If they didn't come, Shen Qingci would follow his own footprints.
So far, she has been in the mountains for more than a month, but she has not been able to find her way back.
When Shen Qingci came with firewood on his back, he was surprised and found that there was a lot of firewood, and of course Qian Zichen was also there.
Qian Ziqian was still squatting on the ground, not knowing what he was doing. Could it be that he was counting ants, but in this icy world, where could there be any ants?