Chapter 1352

"That's right," he said. "Let's go to other places to check. It says that even if we dig three feet, we'll find out people."

When Shen Qingci returns to the guest room, she closes the door and leans her back against the door, gasping for breath.

Just now that person was holding her portrait, or her appearance when she just came back from cangtao.

She quickly stepped forward and picked up a mirror from the table. The mirror was not polished very well. Of course, it could not clearly reflect anything, but in general, it could also show people.

She felt her face and felt a sigh of relief again,

should she go back to make a French ritual for the snake? It was like that snake saved her life. Fortunately, her face has changed a little, which is quite different from that at that time. Just relying on that painting, no one would think of her now and the woman in the picture.

So she's safe. No matter how they check, they can't find her.

However, she also felt that this place, obviously, was not a place to stay for a long time. As a matter of fact, she would leave soon. If so, she would leave when she found the carriage tomorrow. At this time, she would be slower and would not exceed the future.

And she must leave as soon as possible.

No matter who the person who painted the picture is, and no matter what the person who looks for her wants, she doesn't want others to recognize her here. When she doesn't arrive in the capital safely, she can't let anyone know that she is Shen Qingci.

Put down the mirror, she is to follow several breaths of gas, this is to go to the door again, lock the door from inside.

Then he went to the table and took out all the needles and threads he had bought. After wrapping the piece of yellow paper with oilcloth, he sewed it on his clothes.

After sewing, she will put it on, and then habitually put her hand on her chest, which is a lot more practical.

This thing is still here, she can feel more at ease, and only here can she feel that she is real.

Tomorrow, yes, tomorrow, she will look for a carriage to go back to the capital, just hoping that there will be no more accidents.

I don't know when she will fall asleep, but I don't know when she will fall asleep.

This is her way home.

How difficult it is to walk.

Until the next morning, she had already woken up. When the bank opened the door, she changed all the pieces of gold into silver, not much less, three hundred taels.

The two hundred Liang silver is enough for her to go home.

It's a pity that Shen Qingci now thinks more than a pity, but that she missed tens of thousands of liang of silver in her life.

If she remembers these earlier and remembers who she is earlier, she may still be in the motorcade of yipinxiang, and then she can return to the capital safely.

You don't have to go back now.

She carried her own burden and went to the place where she rented the carriage. No matter where it was, there were all kinds of people renting the carriage. Of course, there were also places here. Shen Qingci had already inquired about the place when she first arrived here.

And early in the morning, she also went there. Occasionally, she saw a picture hanging on the wall. She hurriedly passed by. How could the people on the picture be so familiar? If Xiaohuang and March are there, they may be recognized at a glance.

The woman on the portrait is no other than Xiaoqing.

But now Shen Qingci is not Xiaoqing.

On the portrait, there is the official seal, which is to look for her, and there are 1000 taels of silver reward.

It turns out that Xiaoqing is so valuable. She had known that she would sell herself. First she would get the 1000 Liang, and then she would escape after her face changed.

in this case, she would have 1000 liang of silver.

As for her before, she had never put a thousand taels in her eyes. All the silver in her eyes was based on ten thousand taels. Her bottle of incense and a box of Yurong ointment were sold at random. They were all thousands of taels, ten thousand taels, ten thousand taels. But now she is slandering these one thousand taels of silver.

"This woman is not a big thief, is she?"

A man can't help asking, "how can it be worth a thousand silver? How can it be worth a thousand Liang if it's so common?"

"Maybe it's still a flower picker."

Another person said, "maybe because she is not good-looking, she just likes those good-looking men."

Some big three thick man a listen, a sudden blush, neck thick, he quickly with the sleeve to his face to cover up, "small born so good-looking, do not want to be her to see."

"Ouch..."People around me vomited.

"I feel like she and I look like each other," the sudden voice made everyone turn their heads, but just looked at her and then took back their eyes.

Shen Qingci touches her face. She really feels like it. No, she is this person, but why does no one believe it?

Of course, this is not to show that the pursuit order, no matter how, can not reach her.

She took her own burden and left, of course, it did not arouse anyone's suspicion. She was one of the numerous creatures. When other women were still at home, she was struggling with others several times.

She put her hand on her chest again, and the cold wind blew on her body from time to time, which also made her face more painful. But unexpectedly, she didn't feel how cold it was.

She is to carry her own burden, and then to the front.

Almost a moment later, she was at the place where the carriage was rented.

There are hired carriages, there are also renters, and even carriages are rented with people.

Under her various inquiries, someone introduced one to her.

He often travels around the capital, and he makes a living on it all the year round. As for others, I heard that the wind review has been good. I don't know how many times I left the door, but I returned safely.

It's just

Shen Qingci looked at the simple and honest coachman in front of him, but he didn't nod his head, nor did he agree.

She was still worried about the long journey.

After sitting here for most of the day, she still can't find the right person. No, it's not that there is no suitable person, but she always feels a little worse.

Can she fight?

No.

Will the bus meet?

Not really.

What should I do if I meet another roving bandit?

She didn't think there would be another old coachman in the world willing to trade his own life for her life.

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