Chapter 737

She had already experienced these things in her last life, and she would not like to do it again in this life. When she has finished her revenge, maybe she will have nothing to love.

When everyone stops.

Shen Qingci also took back some of his excessive thoughts. Standing in the crowd, he also lowered his head.

Soon after, a big girl came over and looked at the people in front of her. Zhang Yazi came forward, smiling at the girl. "Miss Yuning, you can see how these people are. They have taught the rules."

The girl called Yu Ning came over and looked at the line one by one. There were about 20 people in the front of her, from 89 to 189 years old.

When she came to a young woman, she saw her long pink face and peach cheeks, and her eyes were also slightly raised. She could see that she was not a safe person.

Yu Ning cast a mouth, this appearance which is come to be a girl? Even if it's an idiot, you can guess. It's just coming to bed.

She didn't even look at a fox's face. Then she went to see another one. As a result, she had a pair of hooked eyes. If she wanted to talk about it, it was like the tearful face of a dead family. Who's the face of her brother-in-law with such a face?

And this, Zhu Ning is until a woman with heavy make-up, especially Niang, what kind of ghost is it? Do you want to smoke the master or to smoke him to death?

After seeing several people, she was not satisfied, and she could not help looking at Zhang Yazi. Zhang Yazi could only smile, and her heart was full of remorse, but in the end she had to be tough.

Yu Ning went through several more, his face became more and more black, and his face was also longer and longer.

It was only when she saw a few of them that looked average. Of course, she didn't stare at Zhang Yazi any more. Zhang Yazi breathed a sigh of relief and secretly patted herself on the chest. Fortunately, when she found several ugly people, the beauty and ugliness were put together to sell people, not to sell concubines.

Yu Ning naturally knows his wife's temperament. Although his wife didn't say anything this time, she knew that she couldn't want those long swaggers.

If really, so many people came, the last left are those long crooked melon split dates, those long slightly some eyebrows, finally are all gone.

Among the ugliness left behind, there is one Shen Qingci.

Shen Qingci's waxy yellow face, coupled with a face without a bit of beauty, came into this girl's eyes.

"You will work in the hospital later," a woman put the broom into Shen Qingci's hand.

Shen Qingci took the broom and didn't say anything. Instead, he started sweeping the ground in the courtyard. The yard here is not too big. No one would have thought that Ningkang Marquis of the Tang Dynasty went to such a place where there is no change in the name and became a turtle with a shrinking head.

Taking a breath in her hand, Shen Qingci raised her head and looked at the gray sky above her head. Not long ago, she saw pear blossoms in full bloom, but how long did it take, it was autumn.

And she has forgotten that this time has been in the middle of late autumn, and it will not be long before it may be a season of winter.

It turned out that she had been out alone for three months, and had been away from him for a year and three months.

For more than a year, she didn't know how she passed through?

in the past 400 days and nights, how many sleepless nights she had, she didn't know or forgot. She had walked alone for such a long time. In fact, she was a little tired. She wanted to stop at a place, and then she would live forever.

And then I gave my hand a breath of heat.

She has been sweeping the yard for ten days, but she has never seen that person. Even Shen Yueshu has never seen him. It may also be because the place where she is now is the most vile place in the mansion, and those masters are unlikely to come here.

She didn't know how long she was going to sweep the yard here, but she would wait, always wait, and always wait for that person.

At this time, a leaf fell from the tree.

She reached out her hand and took it over, then put it in her hand and gently rotated it. Here is a piece of bleak autumn. Even in her eyes, what she saw is also a piece of dry and astringent.

Just like the bottom of her heart.

So cold and withered.

Turning the leaves in her hand, she picked up the broom and began to sweep the floor. The fallen leaves just now were also stacked among the dead leaves on this side.

Suddenly.

She clenched the broom, and her shoulder tightened. She turned and looked at the people who were walking away.

It's him.

It's really him.

Even if this person is turned into ash, she is also trustworthy. She sends out that kind of stink from head to toe. She will never forget his breath in this life.This makes her sick, but also makes her disgusted.

Qi Yuan suddenly stopped and turned around, then strode forward.

But the guard behind him did not know why. He didn't know what was wrong with him and how he was doing well. But he suddenly turned back and went back. Did something fall on the carriage?

And Qiyuan is still forward, but also to the courtyard, he stood on the edge of a pile of leaves, Li Mou is also one by one swept over the people here.

This is too high, No.

It's too short, and it's not.

This is too fat, isn't it.

This

His sight stopped on a thin girl squatting on the ground. He saw that she was pulling the grass on the ground, and her fingers were exposed outside, and her face was very dark yellow.

This dark yellow is definitely not sun out, but born.

The finger is good, but it is not the man.

But

What did he feel just now?

He couldn't help but squint his black eyes, and then looked at the servants here. Just when he was about to lift his feet, he heard the sound of the guard behind him.

"Sir, the food is ready over there, and madam is still waiting for you."

"Well, I know."

Qi Yuan turned around and walked away, but a pair of heavy eyes stopped at the top of those waxy yellow fingers.

It's a pity that such a good finger is so black.

He also did not notice, has already followed behind the guard, walked back.

Soon after he left, Shen Qingci lost the grass in her hand, and her forehead was covered with sweat. Then she pulled up her sleeve and wiped the sweat off her face.

Autumn wind night age, to is also strange, there are people sweating.

Then she picked up the broom, and she began to sweep the floor bit by bit.

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