Well, that's a good idea, let's do it So, Su Qian, who harbored evil thoughts, followed Lan Zhan, taking small steps out.
Lan Zhan, who was immersed in his own emotions, didn't notice at all that the distance between him and the person behind him was getting closer and closer.
Further and further away, until passing a corner, Su Qian's little figure swooped into the alley and disappeared completely.
Getting rid of Lan Zhan's Su Qian, he stood deep in the alley and stretched, twisting the body that had been drugged, with muscles and bones strained in various ways, and with a lifespan of only a few years, and walked slowly towards a commoner's house. go.
Su Qian, who changed her outfit and face, hummed a little tune, shook her jade bone fan, and began to walk around the capital city of Zhou Kingdom.
The Zhou Dynasty is more Han style, but it is still very different from Han style.
On the contrary, it seems that the three styles of Han, Yuan and Jin were ravaged in it.
Regardless of clothing or style, although it is a bit unique, it still has a taste.
Inside, otherwise the ladies in the boudoir wouldn't like the weird embroidery in Xia Houshu's hands.
The taste is unique, but just right.
Based on the memory of the beggar girl and the analysis of the plot, Su Qian bought a lot of good things along the way and headed towards a manor on the outskirts of the capital city.
Gu Suyan is now reborn as an abandoned daughter.
Because her aunt was caught stealing, the family beat her to death in a fit of rage.
And that aunt's daughter naturally became a thorn in everyone's side and a thorn in their flesh.
Whenever I see her, I will think of the things her mother did, and naturally I will feel shameless and embarrassed.
So I threw this girl into the foreign village and left her to fend for herself.
It was her destiny to survive, but it was her destiny to not survive.
If you want to hate her, just hate her for being lonely and stealing wild men. aunt Wandering all the way to the manor, I could hear the yelling and scolding inside from a distance.
I raised my eyebrows, squatted in a haystack, and looked at the outer courtyard not far away.
The person, a broad-shouldered woman, was holding a handful of bamboo sticks, scolding and beating the small, motionless body on the ground.
Some of the onlookers couldn't stand it anymore.
"Aunt Qin, please stop beating her.
She just ate a steamed bun secretly.
You don't need to beat her to death.
Besides, she is still a young lady.
Even if she is defeated here, you can't guarantee her success."
As long as she doesn't fly up the branches, your life will be better.
Even if you don't think about yourself, you should think about Lei'er."
"That's right, Aunt Qin, you hit her too much."
"She is still a child after all.
She must be very hungry to steal food.
If you hadn't been harsh on her in the past, would she have stolen anything?"
"Go, go, go, go, you know what?
You guys who only want to watch a good show, get out of here."
The woman's face turned dark, and she waved the bamboo stick at the onlookers, yelling at them to get out.
The people around him shook their heads and sighed, and in the end they just said a few words and left without any actual actions.
Although they all felt that Aunt Qin was too much, they stopped thinking when they thought about why this child was thrown away.
After all, there is an old saying that goes A dragon begets a dragon, a phoenix begets a phoenix, a mouse's son can make holes, but she has a stealing mother, how can the daughter she gives birth to be any better?
I didn’t want to get involved with such a person, it’s a shame In the end, the crowd all left in twos and threes, leaving only the woman and the little girl on the ground who didn't know whether she was dead or alive.
The woman beat and scolded her for a while, but then she found that the man was dead and could not even move, so she lost interest.
She snorted twice, threw her into the yard, and went back to feed the chickens.
Anyway, this damn girl has a long life.
No matter how humiliated she is, she will not die.
It is just a beating.
She can think about it later and just be fine.
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Even if she is really beaten to death, the master might still praise her.
After all, The master doesn't want the blood of his descendants to be stained and let others beat him to death.
Wouldn't it be better?
Otherwise, she is still a young lady, and a concubine is also a young lady from the master's family, right?
Why is she just left here without any care, and she is worse than a servant?
If I hadn't mentioned something above, how bold could she, a caretaker from a foreign village, dare to humiliate a young lady like this?
That's why Aunt Qin's family isn't worried at all Thinking of this, the Qin family's aunt happily took the miscellaneous food and went to the backyard to feed the chickens.
After Aunt Qin left, the motionless person on the ground slowly climbed up and sat up.
His skinny and dry body was like a withered yellow leaf.
He sat upright unsteadily and reached out to pull at the other end.
The blood-stained long hair revealed the young but withered face.
Her eyes were cold, looking at the direction where Aunt Qin was leaving without a trace of warmth.
Her eyes were as if they were quenched with poison, sticking there, making people break out in a cold sweat.
It was really a terrifying look, nothing like that of a ghost.
No difference.
Suqian blinked her eyes, chewed melon seeds, and wondered how long this girl could endure it.
Looking at her like that, it seemed that in the next second, she could stab someone with a knife and cut them into pieces.
Who knew that this girl could endure it better than what she saw?
At least she stared in the direction of Aunt Qin for a long time, with blood in her finger bones, but there was still no movement.
Then she slowly withdrew her gaze and pressed With anger welling up in her lower eyes, she slowly stood up and staggered towards the woodshed where she lived.
In addition to firewood, there are some sundries in the woodshed.
There is not even a table or a bed.
In the innermost corner, there is a small nest made of piles of hay.
Gusu Yan slowly lies on it, with his eyes open.
Looking at the beams covered with spider silk, his eyes were cold and deep, like a ferocious beast dormant in the night, trying to devour everything.
As the sky gradually darkened, smoke began to burn in the village, and oil lamps were lit.
While cooking, they waited for the family who had gone out to work in the fields to come back.
Aunt Qin's man and child also came back from the fields, carrying a pair of fat pheasants in their hands.
Her man started shouting before he even entered the door.
"Old lady, come out quickly and see what I got back."
As soon as she heard her man's shouting, Aunt Qin's family, who was cooking, ran out of the kitchen.
When she saw the pair of fat pheasants, her eyes suddenly lit up.
"Where did you get this fat baby?"
"Hehe, of course I fetch them from the mountains, stew them, and drink them."
"Okay, okay, you two are just greedy."
Aunt Qin angrily gouged out the laughing Qin father and son, and carried the pheasant into the kitchen.
The Qin father and son put down their hoes, washed their hands and walked towards the house.
Suqian, who was squatting on the kitchen beam, ate whatever Aunt Qin was cooking, staring at the pair of fat pheasants with bright eyes. aa2705221: