Hu Que's words, like a mountain, suddenly pressed on the big lady's heart, and she could hardly breathe.

Of course, she thought, not only now, but all day and night in prison. Because of this, she wanted to die quickly, leave the world, leave the world that everyone hated and hated her.

But now, she suddenly hesitated.

Atonement, does she have a chance to atone?

"What Hu que said is reasonable." Song Xijiao immediately said, "you have killed so many people. If you go to apologize and compensate, they may not forgive you, but your conscience will be relieved, won't you?

I hate you, and I hate your behavior, not you. As long as you reform, I and I will forgive you. Of course, I may scold you occasionally. That's what you ask for. "

Hearing song Xijiao's words, Hu que burst out laughing.

She is so crystal clear, so straightforward and does not cover herself. She is like a fish in water in the market, but does not have the slightest touch of secular gas. She is as sweet as the purest spring in the mountains. How can he not love her?

The first lady gave a bitter smile: "if you want to scold me, you can scold me. You can scold me as much as you want Well, I'll depend on you. I'll go door-to-door to see them and compensate them. No matter how much they scold me or beat me, I won't complain. "

With that, she looked at Song Xijiao and seemed to have something to say, but in the end she didn't say anything. She turned and walked towards the carriage where her dowry was held.

She had a lot of dowry. Even if she sold it at a low price, she would have $230000. All the money would be distributed to those families, which would at least guarantee their food and clothing for more than ten years. In this way, as Hu que said, her conscience would be more secure.

Looking at her back, song Xijiao sighed softly: "I hope she is really reformed."

As soon as the words fell, her arm was suddenly poked. She looked up at Hu que, and saw Hu que pointing to the roadside. She followed Hu Que's eyes and saw a thin and black woman standing on the road, staring at her with a kind of venomous eyes.

Song Xijiao is cold all over. It's song Qingchen!

Now she's a real ghost. Her eyes are red and her eyes are sunken. Fortunately, it's broad day. At night, she's scared to death.

"Leave her alone. Let's go."

Song Xijiao frowned and was just staring at her. She felt numb on her scalp and chilly all over her body.

Hu que followed her side and said, "after two months in prison, why did the eldest lady suddenly figure it out? This song Qingchen seems to be getting worse?"

"Madam Although she was not good to me, she never wanted to harm others. Later, she would hate me and only got the tip of an ox horn. Song Qingchen, on the other hand, has been bad and selfish since she was a child. Even if she will never wake up one day, even if she goes to the end of poverty, she will put the blame on me and feel that she is innocent. "

"You see it through."

Hu que smiles and gives her a spoiled glance.

After many days back to the bamboo paper mill, Hu que has no sense of belonging. In fact, at the beginning, he was willing to cooperate with song Xijiao, just to help her and get close to her, so as to achieve his ulterior purpose.

Now, all hope is broken, and the bamboo paper farm is no longer attractive to him.

However, he was still surprised when he entered the printing room and saw several helpers busy there, with manuscripts on the table beside him.

As they become more and more skilled, the printing speed is also faster and faster. Up to now, they have printed five or six hundred books and put them in the storeroom. Just wait for the bookstore to open, and then you can start the business.

"Hu que, do you know who likes to tell stories and can tell stories?"

Song Xijiao took Hu que to the second floor to sit down and began to discuss the matter of the book. Now there is no need to worry about the number of books, but the content is really less. In addition to the subset of the Scriptures that she intends to copy from Mr. Zhu, she also needs to add some popular stories, otherwise it will be difficult to attract those who do not pursue spring and snow.

"It's not easy for you to have such a person. The storyteller we met in the teahouse that day was not a ready-made one."

"Yes Hu Jiao's arm is so bright that you can't stand up! I'll go to him now

Ran to the door and stopped abruptly.

Hu que did not understand: "what's the matter?"

"You can't just tell stories. You have to polish your writing. So, I'm useless. I have to find someone who can write stories." Song Xijiao looked at him again, "do you have anyone else you want to recommend?"

"You are too considerate. In this way, our soldiers are divided into two ways. You go to find the storyteller, and I'll find someone who can write stories for you. How about meeting us in the teahouse?"

"Good!"

Song Xijiao nods hard, and then runs out like a gust of wind.

Hu que stood in place, silently looking at her far away back, feeling lost.Before you leave, if you can help her, just do more.

When he walks, who can stand by her side to help her? The hunter never asked about the bamboo paper farm. After that, she had to rely on her own support.

Thinking of this, he suddenly had the heart to leave.

But no, always stay by her side, sooner or later, he will do something to hurt her.

A light rain made the ground moist and smooth. The emperor leaned on the couch, stretched out his hand, and let Hao Lang Zhong prick his veins and needles. He was covered with a thin blanket and looked out of the window. After staying for a while, he turned to yuan Gonggong and asked, "does the queen know about doctor Hao's entering the palace?"

Yuan Gong said: "don't worry, your majesty. The queen doesn't know. Hao Yuyi came in the clothes of the eunuch, and saw the Queen's eye liner. At the very least, she saw a father-in-law who was in the face. It was impossible to think of Hao Yuyi.

The emperor nodded and looked at Hao Yuyi's smooth chin and couldn't help laughing: "you've been wronged."

Hao Yuyi slightly bowed his head and said, "if you can see him for what you say, it's the blessing of the people who have been practicing for eight years."

"You are satirizing me."

"The grassroots dare not."

The emperor said with a smile: "I know you have resentment in your heart, but why did I do that in the past? You know better than anyone else. I know that your heart is not pure from the first time I see the look in your eyes."

"Long live, the grassroots have only admiration for Xu Guifei, and have no indecent intention of indecency!"

"I know that you just adore her, otherwise, you think you can live till now?" You should not even have a sneer at the emperor

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