Chapter 1256

Just as soon as she came in, Shen Qingci didn't smell any dust. With her good nose, if she couldn't smell dust, then it must be very clean here.

She took out a few coppers from her body and gave them to the second. Although they were not many, they were still very happy. After all, people living here would not be too rich for many years. It would be a big deal to give such a few copper plates to the prosperous places in the capital.

Most of the people live in the store, but no one will give it.

But when the sophomore left, Shen Qingci came to the edge of collapse. She felt the quilt on the top of the bed. Although it was not too soft, it was also fluffy. There was a smell of sunlight on it. This was the quilt that had not been in the sun for a long time.

She lay down, and her body was impermanent. She had nothing but the silver.

Compared with the days in rongtie City, the life outside is really wonderful. This feeling of being able to see the sun again and go home again. I have never experienced such a change. I will never have such a feeling.

And the closer she was to home, the more homesick she was.

If you want to have four children, you also want to be wonderful every year.

I don't know if Miaomiao is fat again. I don't know if I grow up every year?

She turned over her body, and then opened the quilt to cover her body. The quilt with sunlight and bean smell could really make her have a good sleep. She didn't ask for any dream.

As long as it's not a nightmare, as long as no one comes to catch her.

Until she opened her eyes again, the sky outside was bright.

As for Shen Qing's words, she had no dreams all night. She touched her chest, and that kind of thing was still put close to her body. She was dying to bring back something that could never happen. Therefore, this must be put away, because it is equivalent to her life.

Early in the morning, she went out of the Inn and bought two steamed stuffed buns for herself. Now she really has a special feeling for steamed buns. She likes cangtao's steamed stuffed buns, and she also likes to eat big Zhou's steamed buns.

It's cheap and delicious, and you can take it with you.

She took the bun and ate while walking. She also went to the place where the carriage was sold. Then she found a place for herself to sit up. With her coarse cloth clothes and a peasant woman's face, if she carried a basket again, people would think that she was an egg seller.

With such a face, she was not out of place.

She secretly looked at these people, but also from their talk between the fingers, want to find out what, have not suffered losses, never know, what is the feeling of loss, her last loss is not enough?

Fortunately, the last time that person, only for wealth, not for people, otherwise, she did not die in cangtao, was not cooked by the king of fenglun, and was not in rongtie city. She was really going to die in the hands of a person who did not see the change of name. She was the daughter of Shen Dingshan and the mansion of Shuo prince. This is the way to die.

She died with her eyes closed.

She took another bite of the steamed stuffed bun in her hand. Although she did not speak, she took a general view of these people's words and deeds. She also had some numbers in her heart, but she felt that she had to come a few more times.

This time, she can't have an accident again. In a place where there are few people, she just fights with animals and heaven. How come she got here, but she started fighting with people again.

She stayed at this time for about three days. She also took advantage of this to buy some belongings for herself, as well as a short knife that Qi Yuan had given her.

She bought several steamed stuffed buns, and she ate one of them herself. She put the rest in her own bag. This is where she went to rent a carriage and rented a carriage.

From here to the capital, if really, it will take a long time, say at least three months, more than half a year, and now it's going to winter, maybe half of the way, then there may be snow. If they happen to be trapped in a certain place, they are likely to stay on the road for a month or two, and then they will be more and more far away from the capital.

Shen Qingci is also a real feeling, his own way home, how to walk so difficult to come?

Mingming is to the big week, clearly are to the territory of the week, clearly this is also their own territory, but her heart still can not be settled.

She went to an old, thin driver.

The old coachman also stood up, thin almost into a bone, the whole body after too much wind and frost, the wind candle old age, is also a body of ashes.

As a matter of fact, everyone can see that his time is not much.

"Where is the little lady going?"

Shen Qingci touched his face. This is the second time someone has called her a little lady. If it is true, this face has changed. It is not before. Shen Qingci has no distinction in age.

"I'm going to the capital city," she sighed softly, and then sighed, "do you want to go, sir?""Beijing."

The old coachman grabbed his clothes and said, "go, of course. The old man has never been to the capital in his whole life. Even if he died there, at least he died at the feet of the emperor, which is a rich and noble way to die."

I don't know why, after hearing this, Shen Qing's words felt a little uncomfortable.

Don't they all want to fall back to their roots? She worked so hard, even if she wanted to go home, why did he have to die in the hometown?

"Little lady, are you going? "

the old coachman bowed up and patted the horse's head again." you don't see that the old man is old, but the horse is young. It has good foot strength and will surely take us to the capital safely. "

"How much money?"

Shen Qingci asked, she has silver, not afraid of flowers.

"Twenty Liang."

The old coachman laughed with more lines around his eyes. He was clearly smiling, but his hard eyes turned red again.

Come and pick me up at the gate of tianfulai Inn tomorrow. Shen Qingci takes out a purse from his body. Here is what you want.

She gave the money bag to the old coachman. In fact, she wanted to leave now, but she had to let the old coachman take care of things. After all, this is a farewell.

It is better to deal with it than to end it.

She had no intention of doing anything good. She just thought that convenience to others was her own convenience.

This life of hers is also the convenience of others.

The old coachman shook his hands with silver like dried bark, and then he put the silver in his arms, which was driving the carriage away.

As for the question of Shen Qingci's fear, what is he afraid of, that he will never return, or what?

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