"Jing'er..."

Lin Yunniang gently stroked her son's hair, "Mother knows that you feel sorry for your mother. Mother promises you that there is only one time. After this time, your mother will definitely stay away from home and never see anyone again."

But it was just like this that she had already scared Brother Jing, which was enough to have a nightmare for a lifetime.

"Then my aunt..."

Brother Jing has decided how to choose.

As a son, he absolutely could not kill his own mother, so he could only give up his aunt.

"Mother, are you really going to kill her?"

"Kill her?" Lin Yunniang looked at the woman on the ground who was as beautiful as ice jade even though she was unconscious and even pretended. She was so young that she wanted to cut her face.

It is too cheap to kill her. She wants to sell her to the most remote place and marry her to those most disgusting and dirty people. What she wants is that her life is worse than death, and what she wants is that she cannot survive and die.

She wanted to make the noble Princess Shuo the humblest existence in this world, and she was too shameful to be shameful to others.

What Brother Jing had to say was once again held in his heart.

He was also in great pain.

One is the mother, and the other side is the aunt.

But in the end, he chose his mother. After all, Shen Qingci was not the one who was closest to him in this world.

Lin Yunniang asked Brother Jing to go back first, and she pretended that nothing had happened, and she would handle this matter by herself.

Brother Jing walked to the door and couldn't help but clench his fists tightly. Then he made up his mind and bit his teeth and walked out of the door. The moment he stepped out of this place, he wanted to forget this matter and forever.

Lin Yunniang brought her veil, then walked to Shen Qingci, and then kicked her hard.

"Shen Qingci, we both never end up dead. It seems that this time my Lin Yunniang won. If you want to take revenge, you will avenge it again when you are reborn in the next life, and you will have no chance in this life."

She looked at the ginkgo trees in the yard, and some yellow leaves fell in the wind, like tiny light. In a blink of an eye, one fell in love.

Then, she straightened the corners of her lips and suddenly burst out laughing slowly. The laughter was so harsh.

Not long after, a carriage left the capital directly, no one paid attention to it, and no one remembered it. However, in an instant, it disappeared, only the yellow sand that was stepped on by the horse's hooves, which was a bit vicissitudes and cold.

The carriage was walking on the small road with some difficulty, and it was also because of the uneven road, which was particularly bumpy.

Shen Qingci opened her eyes, put her hand on her waist, and touched her habitually, but she didn't touch anything. She touched her face again, and because of the dust all the way, she felt a lot of dust on her face.

She moved her hand to her waist again, which was empty, and none of her purses were there.

As expected, the most dangerous thing is that the people around her, and only the people around her can cause her to come here.

The bumps of the carriage continued. She closed her eyes and there was still darkness in front of her.

She couldn't help but feel sore in her nose, headache, eyes, and even more painful in her body, and her stomach was very hungry, and she was still blind.

Holding the sourness between her nose, she held onto the clothes tightly, and she never shed half of her tears from beginning to end. It was not that she had cried, but she always knew that crying was the most humble and cowardly, and she could not cry now because her eyes would hurt very much.

The carriage was still bumping, and her nose moved, then she reached out and groped and knocked on the carriage.

"What's the matter?" the man driving the carriage outside asked sternly.

"I want it to be convenient."

Shen Qingci sat up, holding on to the carriage tightly.

"Where does so much shit and urine come from?"

The coachman stopped the carriage and walked over. He pulled the carriage away. Suddenly, a smell of sweat and the sour smell of clothes came towards him.

Shen Qingci endured the smell, and she fumbled to the side of the carriage and slowly climbed off the carriage.

From the initial stuttering, she no longer hit her head and knocked her arms. And she was so familiar with how many bags on her head and how many injuries she had on her body.

Lin Yunniang, you must live well. After you go back, I will return the suffering I have suffered hundreds of times.

“Quick!”

The coachman was urging him, of course, the coachman was not worried that Shen Qingci would run away. Where could a blind man run? Besides, this place was originally in the wilderness, where could she go? Do you want to die?

Shen Qingci walked forward while touching, and suddenly tripped at his feet and fell to the ground hard. Her face also felt a burning pain.

As a blind man, isn’t it a daily necessity?

She touched the ground for a long time and touched a branch that was not thin in her hand. She sat up and placed the branch on her legs and touched it bit by bit.

Then, there was a happier look on her face.

This is a good thing that can be used.

She stood up on the branch and began to learn how to be a blind man.

She came after the smell, and in a place with a slightly heavy smell of grass and trees, she knew it was here.

I reached out and touched it. Sure enough, there was a cluster of grass here. When I felt that there was no one around me, she squatted inside the grass, and her hands also stepped forward, began to touch the leaves, and grabbed a handful of them.

She took back the handful of leaves, then picked up one from it and placed it under her nose.

That's not it.

She threw away the leaves in her hand and picked up another one.

Not this either.

It was not until she threw it four or five times that she found the kind she wanted.

This is the case, she breathed a sigh of relief.

She really found her. She found a few more pieces from it, put them in her arms, and then grabbed several handfuls in a row, picking about ten pieces from it.

When she was about to leave, she grabbed a handful of soil from the ground and wiped it on her face.

"Okay?" The coachman was already urging him, "I didn't eat much, I pulled it too much."

Such vulgar words made Shen Qingci pursed his lips tightly. Her lips were already very dry, and all the dry ones were skinny, and sometimes she could even taste the taste of her own blood.

That kind of salty and astringent smell is also bloody.
Chapter completed!