The leaves were blown gently by the wind.

Shen Qingci seemed to have heard some story, and even these winds became more ethereal.

"who?"

Suddenly, she opened her eyes and turned toward her.

But there is nothing except the swaying shadows of the trees.

This feeling is very strange. Could it be that someone really peeks at her?

"Si Si!" She called Xie Si's name, knowing that Xie Si would definitely be here.

"Madam, Xie Si is here."

Xie Si walked out from one side.

Shen Qingci frowned and asked, "Si Si, what do you feel?"

Xie Si shook his head and replied, "Madam, I don't feel anything?"

"Yeah?"

Shen Qingci still felt a little weird. She could say that she was too concerned once or twice, but these were several times. After too many coincidences, it would be more than just coincidences.

However, Xie Si is a martial arts practitioner and she hasn't felt it, so it should be fine.

Shen Qingci turned around, tightened his clothes, and then turned around and walked into the room.

But she was still a little uneasy in her heart. Such uneasiness also made her feel a little anxious.

She also thought of transferring a few more guards to come, but she felt that she was a little bit of a big deal. She was mobilizing many people, but in the end the matter was still unresolved.

She sighed softly, pressed her forehead, and then stretched out her hand to the little fox.

"Niannian, do you think I'm thinking too much?"

The little fox jumped in front of her, and then jumped onto her shoulders.

"Jiji..."

It screamed from time to time, really wondering what it was saying?

Shen Qingci stretched out his hand, and the little fox jumped into her palm again. It has been almost four years, so why is it still so small? It was also Mo Qian Changlin's doctor who said that it is extremely difficult to raise a snow fox, and it has been like a young fox for ten years.

Shen Qingci poked the little fox's forehead, sat down himself, and then lay down with his clothes.

In the remaining days, she didn't feel that discomfort anymore, and she thought it was because she was too tired, so even her feelings were bad.

Gradually, she forgot about this matter, and still brought fruits to the spices every day, and secretly sent some snacks to a child, and everything was safe.

That night, when it was night, Shen Qingci hung a small cloth bag around the little fox's neck. The little fox was too small to carry a lot of things like Zhefeng, but it was also because of its smallness that it became more sensitive and less likely to be discovered. Fortunately, Shen Qingci would not let it carry too much, and it could not carry too much.

Usually it's three snacks, three candies, and so on.

"Go."

Shen Qingci patted the little fox's head, "There will be delicious when you come back."

"Jiji..." The little fox shouted at the master, and his body flashed, and he flew away like lightning.

Shen Qingci then stood up and then took care of his clothes.

She took off the lampshade and took out the night pearl from the candlestick. This was how she lay down.

I don’t know how long she slept, but her eyes suddenly opened again, and she felt a sense of depression in her heart.

"Three joys," Shen Qingci shouted outside.

However, Sanxi did not respond to her.

Oh, she thought that Sanxi should be the day of rest in January, and she had already let her go out of the mansion. So tonight was not Sanxi on the night, but Daxiang, or Daxiang was unwell and replaced by someone, and she was afraid that she would spread the disease to others, especially Guoer in the mansion.

Shen Qingci sat up, his eyebrows frowned lightly.

What I was so mean was to put on my clothes and prepare to go to the incense room.

She stretched out her hand, holding a night pearl in her hand, and walked all the way from the secret passage into the incense room. After putting the night pearl, everything here became brighter.

She walked to the table, then sat there and picked it up, her fingers quickly moved up, leaving a trace of fragrance.

"Who?" Her hands suddenly paused, and when she turned around, her pupils contracted.

"Madam!" Xie Situ outside opened his eyes, opened the door and rushed out.

"Si Si, are you doing something?"

As soon as Xie Si pushed open the door, he saw Shen Qingci standing at the table and also took out Ye Mingzhu. The light in the entire incense room also illuminated a little.

"Madam, are you okay?"

Xie Si always feels something strange, but he can't say what's weird?

"Yeah, it's nothing," Shen Qingci smiled, his slightly drooping eyelashes clearly rooted, and they were so delicate. "I just accidentally touched the lamp."

"Then the subordinate stepped down first."

Seeing that Shen Qingci was fine, Xie Si retreated, but she didn't know that the woman inside raised her face and the light in her pupils was slightly folded a little.

Then she turned around, sat down, and picked up all the spices on the table.

Early in the morning, someone knocked on the door outside.

"Madam, are you going to wake up?"

"Yeah," a soft response came from the house.

Bai Mei quickly sent someone to send something to wash in.

Shen Qingci, who had collapsed, sat up and kept supporting his forehead with his hands.

"Madam, but where is it uncomfortable?"

Bai Mei asked worriedly, always feeling that her wife has been a little strange these days, as if she has been unable to lift her up since the three young men were sent out.

And how could Bai Mei not empathize with this?

She herself is a mother. If someone stole her child, it would be strange if she wasn't crazy. The wife sent all three young masters to that place. The poor young master was only a two-year-old child. Xiaoyuan, who was two years old, had not been weaned yet.

Shen Qingci rubbed his forehead lightly, and his long eyelashes slightly drooped blocked her eyes.

Then, she shook her head gently, "It's nothing, I just feel I can't lift it up."

"Madam, do you want to invite the doctor over?"

Bai Mei felt a little anxious when she heard that Shen Qingci was not feeling very comfortable.

"I have nothing to do, so I don't have to hire a doctor." Shen Qingci took the veil and cleaned the bottom, then sat at the table, and held up his forehead again.

"Bai Mei, I'm a little tired lately."

She murmured to herself, not knowing whether to say it to Bai Mei or to herself.

"I'm tired, that lady will be fine after a few days of rest."

Bai Mei turned around and packed up the things in the house.

"Is that true?" Shen Qingci's voice was still faint.

"Another time to rest, spices are always made."

Bai Mei took a soft cloth, wiped the table again and again, and listened to what Shen Qingci said, "I just feel that the wife is too hard. The ones that the wife made are enough for several shops for several years, and even a lot of jade-color paste has been saved."
Chapter completed!