Rebirth Of A Noble Daughter: The Marquis Manor’s Abandoned Wife

Not righting up fits Shen Qingci's intentions. Although she is already old, it is disgusting that these people will touch her. She can't help but touch her face again, her face is all gray. , I can also feel some small bumps, which are not painful or itchy. If she does not pay attention, she has not noticed that these small red bumps actually appeared on her face.

She remembered the things she wiped on her face when she was out of the house, which can darken her complexion, and darken her face, and this is what she brought from Lao Yuyi, originally Lao Yu Yi used it himself. Later, because he had the mask, he didn’t use it again. According to him, all medicines have a certain medicinal effect, just like the secret medicine of Dongling. It has survived thousands of years ago. By now, after all, some of the medicinal properties are still missing. It is definitely not as effective as the original medicine. So the people of Tanglin can live for a long time, but they who have taken the medicine now will definitely not be the same as Tanglin. Like people.

The medicinal properties of the medicine will gradually volatilize, and it may also change, so it is impossible. The medicine she brought from Luo Yuyi has expired, so she used her face badly.

She couldn't help but touched her face again, perhaps because of her face, so the coachman was not willing to touch even the corners of her clothes, and did not sell her casually along the way. Drop.

How can a sick, blind and ugly woman sell well.

She opened her eyes, but her eyes were dull, and there was no light in her eyes, as if she was covered with a layer of hoarfrost.

Yes, she has her eyes open, but now she is totally blind.

Touched the carriage.

The carriage is very strong, and she can also feel it from the ground where the horse is stepping on it. This horse should not be bad either, it is a relatively young horse.

Touching her chest, Shen Qingci took out something from her body, all of which were branches and leaves. She touched a stone again and hit those things.

The carriage was also bumped from time to time with the sound of a horse barking. It was also because of these bumps that she couldn't hear the coachman even if she smashed it inside.

I don't know how long these were smashed, but in the end it was all smashed into a paste. She wiped her hand on her body, and then bit her finger.

Just when she took a bite, she moved her finger away.

It hurts.

Needle sticking is different from biting.

She really has no habit of self-abuse, and she is not a dog, and she has to bite herself if she is fine. But in the end, she still put her finger to her mouth, and after a few tries, she finally got her heart cruel and bit her finger.

The older she is, the more squeamish she is. She thinks that the older she is, the thicker her skin will be. What's the matter, she is still young, able to endure hardships and pain, but when she thinks of her childhood, she can do everything Using scissors to cut out such a big blood hole on her wrist, a lot of blood can flow out. How could she be cruel in the first place, but now she just makes her bleed a little blood, she just doesn't want it.

It must have been too long in the capital.

I have lived in this place for a long time in the capital city, and it can really take care of people, and even the slightest pain can't bear the waste. She used to be bleeding and not blinking.

But now, her cold sweat hurts.

Finally, she bit out a bit of blood cruelly and dripped the blood into the mash that she smashed, using some stickiness, turning these pills into tiny beads, although they can’t be seen, but She can still twist these into very round and round beads.

She wrapped these small beads in a piece of cloth and placed it in her arms, and then let out a sigh of foul breath, holding her leg against the carriage, bumping as the carriage bumped. Although she was blind, her heart became clearer.

Once again, the carriage stopped, and then squeaked, the door of the carriage opened, and then something was thrown in from the outside, which also hit Shen Qingci.

Shen Qingci opened her eyes, and her eyes were still gray. She could only feel the light outside, falling on her body, but there was nothing left in her eyes. Even her eyes felt like light. It's all gone.

She stretched out her hand and felt it, and also found something like that in the carriage. It was not something else, but a wowotou. Almost all hard ones could break the teeth. She took the wowotou to her mouth and took a bite. Ate it.

She is very good and obedient. She does what the coachman asks her to do.

She has always understood that I am a fish and a man is a knife, so in an environment that is unfavorable to her, current affairs are the best choice.

She minimized her sense of existence, and made the person think that she would not run anyhow, and would not cause trouble, and even, sometimes when passing by someone, she did not ask for help, just like this. Now, she rarely makes a sound, only when she wants to make it easier.

In order to prevent her from saying more for convenience, even sometimes the person would not give her water for a whole day. She had chapped lips, and she could often feel her lips cracked and bleeding.

She took another bite, and there was no other taste, not fragrant, and not delicious. For her who is used to eating refined food, these things are simply hard to swallow, even if she just swallows them. Now, it will burn her throat.

She hugged her head, lowered her head, and shrank herself in the corner of the carriage.

The coachman was very satisfied with her obedient, and also saved a lot of things, otherwise, it is impossible to have a woman who has not been beaten now.

Shen Qingci wiped her face with the back of her hand. She bit the head again, and the eyes that seemed to be covered with gauze were still dark.

No matter how far the carriage went, she didn't know where to take her.

Shen Qingci had counted the time, it was already about half a month, and when she fell asleep, she knew how many days it was, and she didn't know where was the end.

When the carriage stopped again, Shen Qing couldn't help but stunned, because she smelled the smell of the village, all kinds of smells, the smell of the land, the soil, and the smell of the grain.

She was dragged out by the coachman, and in an instant, when the coachman did not notice, she crushed a small bead in her hand, and the powder was on the hands of the coachman and on the clothes.

She was standing there with her eyes open, seeing nothing, she could only feel the strands of breath coming from the wind.

This is someone coming.

"This is it."

A man standing in front of Shen Qingci, he also looked at her up and down for a long time, and finally saw her with his eyes always looking forward, thinking in his heart, is this not a fool?