Black is like a huge ink bucket, which entangles people mercilessly.

In her dream, the sharp knife was cold. Lin Chuyu could see it clearly. Fang held the knife against her neck and forced her to drink the bitter abortion medicine. Lin Chuyu seemed to be able to hear the cry of her unborn child. Finally, her child turned into a pool of blood, obliterating her

"Miss, miss!"

Lin Chuyu finally opened her eyes. When she saw Wan Qing sitting anxiously by the bed, she finally struggled out of her dream, and her mouth smelled of blood.

"Miss, have you had a nightmare?" Wan Qing wiped her sweating and asked.

Lin Chuyu looked at the sky outside. It was already dawn.

"I'm fine." Lin Chuyu sat up and took a sip of the cold water from Haiqing. There was a strange taste in the tea.

Lin Chuyu put down the tea cup, did not see Haiqing, only with Wan Qing way: "serve me up."

"Miss, what's the hurry? Today, the seventh prince, the eighth Prince and the young master Liang are coming to our house. You'd better hurry out and not be afraid of gossip? Now it's said that you're a man of good character, but the Duke of the country scolded his wife again. " Hai Qing sneered.

Wan Qing's face was slightly cold: "the gossip outside is that those people have nothing to do with their mouths. What are you chewing here? The lady was scolded, which was made by Miss Liu himself. What's the matter with our Miss? "

Haiqing was speechless when she scolded her. She only bit her lip slightly and glanced at Lin Chuyu and said, "I'm just a kind reminder. If you don't listen to me like this, you have to go to make trouble for my wife, so I don't say anything. I'll serve you now. " After that, he twisted his waist and went to the wardrobe to get his clothes.

Wan Qing was too angry to speak. Lin Chuyu only said faintly, "don't worry about her. I have my own use."

"Yes, my servant is reckless." Wan Qing said quickly. Lin Chuyu didn't mean to blame him. He just asked, "what's wrong with Tan er?"

"Qiuyue is taking care of her. She has already taken some medicine, but she is scared. She doesn't dare to sleep at night." Wan Qing could not help shivering at the thought of sandalwood's bloody wound.

Lin Chuyu's eyes were a little deeper when she heard the speech. Although she wanted to send sandalwood away, she didn't have any silver in her hand. She didn't even have the money to let sandalwood leave safely for a few years. All the gold and silver jewelry belonged to the Su family. It was obviously inappropriate to take them as the marks of the Su family. So next, she not only has to take revenge, but also has to find a way to get some silver in her hand.

Just as Lin Chuyu pondered for a moment, Hai Qing suddenly came over with a look of regret and said, "Oh, miss, how come all the clothes in your wardrobe have been bitten by rats."

"How is it possible to bite?" As for the clothes in the cupboard, it's not the scissors that are full of rags, but the clothes that are not clear.

Wan Qing was impatient and turned to theory. Lin Chuyu only came over and took the only gray dress that had not been cut off: "since it's broken, Wan Qing, take a box and take it to the embroidery workshop. Please repair it."

Wan Qing was stunned at first, and immediately understood. He couldn't help laughing and said, "yes, I'll go now."

"Miss, it's all broken. I'll just mend my clothes. It looks so shabby..." Haiqing didn't expect that Lin Chuyu was a princess before. She was so mean. And this thing to send to make up, must be a burst of gossip, when the lady blame down, I certainly can't escape.

"I'm poor. I don't even have the money to reward you. Naturally, I need to save some." Lin Chuyu did not feel embarrassed and said with a smile.

Haiqing was slightly stunned. Seeing that she insisted on taking it to the outside, she gritted her teeth and said, "isn't Wanqing good at sewing?"

"I can't compare my maidservant's needlework with that of xiuniang." Wan Qing said on purpose.

Hai Qing was impatient. Seeing that Wan Qingzhen wanted the thing to go out, he quickly said, "I'll make it up. If Miss wants to be reluctant, I'll make it up for you."

"This It's not right. Miss is in a hurry to wear it. How long can you make it up by yourself? " Euphemistic and clear.

Hai Qing glared angrily at Wan Qing, then bit her teeth and said, "don't worry, miss, half a month..."

"Not right."

"Ten days!" Haiqing immediately changed her words: "I'll make up everything in ten days and bring it to miss. Miss, don't you want to save it? It must be the maidservant who can make it up by himself. It doesn't cost a penny."

"Five days at most. If I can't make it up in five days, I'll take it out to make it up." Wan Qing is tough.

Haiqing was so angry that her silver teeth were all bitten to pieces. The clothes she had cut were mended in five days. She could hardly eat, drink or sleep any more. But at the thought that her wife would punish her, Haiqing swallowed again and agreed.

Lin Chuyu looked at his work and became more and more tactful. He just went to breakfast.

A bowl of porridge, a dish of cold dishes and two steamed buns are Lin Chuyu's breakfast. Although Wan Qing looks at them and feels shabby, Lin Chuyu doesn't pick them at all. After eating them with relish, he goes to the yard to exercise his muscles and bones. Then he looks around the yard for herbs that can be used. By the way, he thinks about the next plan.What's more, she thought, the thing hidden in Ciyun Temple should be discovered soon. If it is found, Fang is afraid that he will never have a chance to toss himself again.

Outside the Qingfeng courtyard, Su yunrou looks at Wei Zhan and the eighth Prince discussing Lin Chuyu's interesting Liang Jing. Her eyes are red with envy. In the past, these men were all around themselves. Now they are standing here. They don't even look at them!

"Shh..." Liang Jing climbed up the wall and asked the eighth prince to climb up, quietly staring at Lin Chuyu, who was rummaging around in the yard. The eighth prince was young. Seeing this, he asked Liang Jing, "what is she looking for? What's more, I'm not looking for wild vegetables because I'm dressed so rustically. It's too shabby for you ladies to make her like this, tut tut.... "

Liang Jing listened, but did not feel the slightest dislike, but more and more love Lin Chuyu. The princess of subjugation came alone to destroy her country's Beiyan, and she was in danger of being slandered, framed, and even killed by others. Such a thin and weak woman, however, did not show any sign of fawning. Instead, she became more and more tall and upright, which made him feel inferior to a big man.

"Who's there --!"

Wan Qing came out and saw someone on the wall. He gave a loud drink.

The eighth prince was startled. He was unstable and fell down.

Lin Chuyu subconsciously stepped back a few steps. Before she could stand still, a powerful arm held her waist.

Lin Chuyu smelled the familiar smell, and her eyes narrowed slightly. Without waiting for the man to hold her tightly, she slapped her backhand and fanned out.