Playful pet concubine ghost prince

Chapter 110 Lin Yuzhen

The little girl was trembling, but she was still slowly moving towards the hut. Because of the trembling, the little hand accidentally spilled a little water. The little girl froze immediately, and then her body froze, forcing her hand holding the bowl to remain still, and then Continue to move slowly towards the hut.It's just that the speed of movement is obviously much slower than the speed of walking just now.

After Situ Zhaoxue watched the little girl walk into the hut, a sharp female voice suddenly came out from the hut.

"You little bastard, why don't you die, you are going to die, you are going to die! You are a devil, get out of here, get out of here..." The shrill female voice kept cursing vulgar words.

"Mother...Mother, don't be angry! Qing'er ordered you a bowl of water, mother...you should drink first!" The voice of the little girl with a slight nasal sound also came from the hut .

"Crack." "Crack." "Boom." "Boom." Loud applause, and the sound of objects hitting the wall kept coming from the hut.

"You bastard, die, die! It's you, it's you who caused me to be like this, why don't you die, die quickly! Die!" The sharp female voice kept cursing , seems to have moved his hand to the little girl.

Situ Zhaoxue's expression darkened immediately when he heard the voice coming from the house.When the surrounding refugees heard the loud applause, they all sighed heavily in unison.

"Qing Wa'er's mother started to fight again, what a miserable baby!"

"Damn it! Is it true that Qingwa was born to her mother? She can beat a baby so cruelly like this at such a young age."

"I heard that Qingwa'er's mother originally lived in the Goulan Courtyard, but somehow she offended some noble person, and her face was cut and she could no longer receive guests, so she was thrown here. What a crime..."

"At the time you said, Qing Wa'er's mother was not pregnant with Qing Wa'er, right? Whose baby is Qing Wa'er?"

"When Qing Wa'er's mother was thrown here, there were two strong men watching her together. Later, Qing Wa'er's mother became pregnant with Qing Wa'er, and the two strong men were together with Qing Wa'er. Not long after they left, the two left, leaving Qing Wa'er and her mother behind."

"Oh my god! What a crime! Doesn't Qingwaer look like a wild child? You don't even know who his father is?"

"That's right! What a crime! Poor Qingwa has been so sensible since she was sensible, going out to beg for food and drink for her mother every day, and serving her cruel mother."

"Looking at that short-armed and short-legged Qing Wa'er going back and forth like this every day, all of us who have been mothers are heartbroken. How can Qing Wa'er's mother be so cruel and beat such a good baby like this?"

"It's probably because Qing Wa'er was conceived by that queen. Her mother hates her so much."

"Listen to the sound, how hard this slap is to make such a loud sound. Qing Wa'er probably won't be able to get up tomorrow."

"I said this Qing baby, how long can she live if her mother beats her every few days like this!"

"We people can't help much, the mud bodhisattva can't protect himself when he crosses the river..."

"Hey, I can't live anymore, what else can I do with her! It's not our own birth."

Hearing the noises coming from the room and the words of the sympathetic but cold-eyed women behind her, Situ Zhaoxue's expression was even more serious.

Situ Zhaoxue no longer hesitated, raised his legs and walked to the house of the little girl named Qing'er. The dilapidated thatched hut had no door, and Situ Zhaoxue could see that Qing'er was neither crying nor fussing when he stood at the door. Pain was pinched and slapped by a woman in sackcloth and rags who turned her back to Situ Zhaoxue.

Situ Zhaoxue looked at the little girl named Qing'er. Tears were shining in her eyes, but she refused to let them fall. She bit her lips that had been cracked due to dryness, and put her hands behind her back to hold them. , being beaten or pinched without making a sound.

Situ Zhaoxue couldn't stand it any longer, picked up a small stone on the ground, and flicked it towards the woman's acupuncture points to immobilize her body, preventing her from hitting the little girl.

Situ Zhaoxue walked into the house slowly, stepped forward and hugged the little girl in his arms.

Qing'er endured the pain and stood there motionless, waiting for her mother's next move, but after a long time, her mother didn't hit her again, Qing'er secretly opened one eye, only to see her mother staring at her. She stretched out her hand high and was about to swing it down, immediately closed her eyes tightly, waiting for the pain to come.

Suddenly, Qing'er felt as if she was hugged by someone. The person who hugged her was very gentle and fragrant, and her embrace was also very, very warm, which made Qing'er feel happiness for the first time.Qing'er didn't dare to open her eyes, afraid that when she opened her eyes, she would see her mother's angry face, afraid that she would never feel this warm embrace again.

"Is your name Qing Wa'er?" Qing'er heard a very nice and gentle voice in her ear, Qing'er secretly opened one eye, and saw a very, very beautiful woman to her looking at her tenderly.

"My... name is... Qing'er..." Qing'er blushed when she saw this very, very beautiful woman hugging her body with a friendly smile on her face, and replied softly.

"Qing'er? What a nice name..." When Qing'er heard this very, very beautiful woman say her name was nice, Qing'er's eyes lit up, and she was so cute.

Qing'er didn't understand why she was hugged by this very, very beautiful woman. She remembered that when she went to the storytelling pavilion to beg for food, the storyteller was saying that after a person died, a person in a white robe and a person in a black robe Will take her to the underworld.

Qing'er looked at this very, very beautiful woman in front of her, wondering if she had been beaten to death by her mother?Is this very, very beautiful woman here to pick me up to the underworld that Mr. Storyteller mentioned?Thinking of this, Qing'er slowly raised her head, reached out and grabbed Situ Zhaoxue's collar.

"Sister Fairy... Is Qing'er dead? Are you here to take Qing'er to the underworld?"

When Situ Zhaoxue heard what the little man in her arms said, she immediately endured her distress, looked at her tenderly, and said, "Qing'er is not dead yet. My sister is not here to take Qing'er to the underworld!"

"Qing'er isn't dead yet?" Qing'er lost her anger when she heard Situ Zhaoxue's words, and lay in Situ Zhaoxue's arms, not daring to carry her to find her mother.

"Qing'er, how old is this year?" Situ Zhaoxue felt even more distressed when he looked at the little girl who was falling from his arms.

"Sister Fairy, Qing'er is two and a half years old!" Qing'er replied lifelessly in Situ Zhaoxue's arms.

"Qing'er isn't dead yet? Why isn't she dead yet? It would be great if she was dead..." Qing'er unconsciously said what she was thinking in her heart, and Situ Zhaoxue heard it clearly.

(End of this chapter)