I just want to be a crazy concubine

Chapter 13 My people bleed but not cry 1
But how could she let her Ji'er be wronged, the pain Ji'er is suffering now will definitely come back one by one.

She had endured it for so many years, and she didn't care to endure it for a little longer.

Thinking of this, the eldest lady felt better, and went to the Liyuan to see her precious daughter.

As soon as she arrived outside the Zhuxuan, Xue Yin's face was pale, her tattered clothes were drenched from snowflakes or from her own cold sweat.

"Miss." Bing Ning quickly supported the trembling Xue Yin.

"I'm fine, go and boil some hot water, and prepare some wine and silver scissors." Xue Yin's face was pale, and there was a trace of blood on his face.

Bing Ning hurriedly helped Xueyin into the house, and hurried to work again.

Xueyin sat on the edge of the bed, looking at her pale face in the bronze mirror on the dressing table, and there was a ferocious whip on her cheek.

I knew before that that cheap father would ask She Yuji for a doctor after he got a doctor, and she also knew that there was an old man in this mansion.

The old man, the so-called cheap grandfather, he didn't want this She family to be a side branch living outside the imperial capital. He was a person who cherished talents, and he would not ignore those who were strong and belonged to his own family.

So before the cheap father came to her, she just temporarily used Qinglian to heal all the wounds on her body.

Grandpa Cheap would not be ignorant of her situation, so when she saw her blood-stained clothes but no wound, she knew that she had won the bet this time.

With the budding Qinglian in her body and her pitifully weak spiritual power, it is impossible to heal all the wounds in a short time.

Perhaps it was because Xueyin gained status in She's family, and the higher-ups ordered her to serve her as a prostitute, and the things Bingning was asked to do were quickly completed.

"Miss." When Bing Ning came in, she looked at Xue Yin whose wound had healed and was now covered in blood, and exclaimed.

"Bing Ning, help me pick out all the rags that are connected with the blood stains on my back, pick them clean, and don't leave a trace of thread." Xue Yin handed the burnt silver scissors to Bing without blinking. condensate.

Bing Ning stepped forward and looked at Xueyin whose back was facing her, tears streaming down her face like a torrential rain.

"Miss." She couldn't bear it, looking at the bloody, open wound, her heart ached, and she wished she could suffer this for her.

"Hurry up." Xue Yin shouted in a low voice, what is this small wound, it's just a skin trauma, not fatal.

If it wasn't for the deity being too weak, how could she pass out, and how could she have the opportunity to enter this body and become another Xueyin.

"Miss, I can't bear to do it." Trembling, Bing Ning stretched out her silver scissors, and was about to pick out the rags stuck to the wound.

But she couldn't bear to do it, the silver scissors were just scalded, the rags were stuck together with flesh and blood, the new wounds were better, but the old wounds had grown new flesh, and they were all stuck together, how painful it was to do it .

Before, the lady was afraid of the pain, so she didn't dare to move at all, and there was no hemostatic medicine or anything, and the lady said, why bother to get it, it's done today, and a new injury will be added tomorrow, why bother.

"As long as you treat me as She Yuji, you can do it." Xueyin didn't blame Bingning either. She was originally a maid, but also took care of the weak Xueyin, protecting her heart and suffering for her. Yes, but there is no hardness of heart.

(End of this chapter)