Chapter 242 Heavenly Immortal

"Girl, do we want to go back to Zhuangzi? I heard that the winter here is quite cold."

As she said that, she fought a cold war. It was cold in the mountains. She also heard from the people in the village. Get up, and if it’s winter, if you don’t pay attention a little, the girl still has a problem with frozen hands. She has also consulted an imperial doctor several times, and she has used a lot of medicine, but the problem of frozen hands still hasn’t improved, so As long as it is winter, the girl can only stay in the house, and the dragons in the house are all burning very vigorously.

And no matter what is burned on the mountain, it is very cold.

It's too desolate, and even my heart is cold.

"Well, let's go back," Shen Qingci lived here, in fact, it was for these little flowers, but now these flowers are all lost, it really doesn't make sense to stay here, and this is not the original place now , all the past was burned to the ground by that fire, and even her heart was burned to death in it.

So, it's better to go back and save the sadness.

She can let her tear open her wounds here, and maybe it won't hurt when she is healed. As a result, she found that these wounds can be torn again and again, and they can also hurt again and again.

She smiled, the light in her eyes dimmed again, and then sank into the middle of her eyes, and all she could see was the darkness.

There was some dark fragrance in her hand, and the dark fragrance was sparse, and the last thing left on her fingertips was only a colorless mass, and she could not find any smell. She could make incense, and she could also recognize passion, but it was hers. It doesn't leave any scent on it.

After half a month, the acacia flowers in the valley have already failed, and what is left now is like dry grass. If someone said that these grasses can bloom, if they have not seen it with their own eyes, they may not believe it. .

When the spring comes next year, there will be another piece of acacia flowers here. The light purple acacia flower is fragrant and light, and it can be used as a spice and a head oil.

A few wives came over to the villa, and they moved everything that could be moved here, and then locked the door.

Maybe they will still live here next year, or maybe by next year, they will already be in the capital.

Shen Qingci was almost fifteen years old, and she was about to get married. No matter what happened in the past and what happened in the future, her wedding ceremony must go back to Beijing, and after she got married, she might be married.

The two dogs followed behind the owner and ran very fast. They twisted their little butts along the way, and their tails were also very happy.

The villagers in the village were all gathered around, carefully watching the tall carriage.

"That's the nobleman's carriage, and the nobleman is in it, right?"

"Yeah, I know, those two are the maids of noble people."

"Aunt Lin, haven't you seen the noble person? What does the noble person look like?"

A girl hurriedly pulled up an aunt's clothes, but she was almost tormented by her own curiosity.

"Of course I've seen it," Aunt Lin smiled proudly, as if she had grabbed a big pie, "I was going to the mountain to pick up firewood last time, and guess what I saw?"

"What did you see?" Everyone really was attracted by Aunt Lin's words.

"Yeah, what did you see?"

"I've seen an angel!"

Aunt Lin remembered the time when she met the noble, and she still hasn't forgotten it even now, "At that time, in that sea of ​​flowers, there was a girl with picturesque eyes, who looked more beautiful than the landlord's house they saw. Girl, she's much more beautiful, not to mention men, even me, a woman, is jealous when she sees it."

"I see, this noble person is descended from heaven," an aunt wiped her hands on her body, and then said. "If she wasn't an angel, the people in our village might have already died in that heavy snow."

"Yeah," the other people also answered, but I heard someone say, "Our noble, but when it snowed heavily that year, he built a porridge outside, and he didn't know how to save his life. How many people, this is not an immortal, what is this?"

People were talking every word, and they were all complimenting Shen Qing's resignation. In the end, they almost wanted to kneel, and then shouted Jiutian Xuannv.

"Girl, these people praise you as a fairy."

Bai Mei covered her mouth and smiled. This is praising her master, and she is more proud of herself than herself. If she has a tail now, maybe her tail will start to wag now.

"Is there?" Shen Qingci touched her face, her mother gave her a good look, but it's useless to ask for this face? The so-called fairies, the so-called kindness, are because they do not know the darkness in her heart.

And those who are good-looking, but are there still few people who do those unrighteous things? More than one life in their hands?

So now whether she is ugly or beautiful, she no longer uses her eyes, but has learned to use her brain.

She really recovered all the brains of her previous life, and now she is also raising them in her current brain.

The carriage went directly into the gate of Zhuangzi, and the villagers were just about to leave, but they saw a bad guy come out. Even the lady of the landlord's house was not decent enough. I thought that the young ladies of the landlord's family here are full of air, but now compared with the nobles of other people's capital, they are simply heaven and earth.

Even a girl is dressed better than the lady of the landlord's family, not to mention, that noble person, that noble person, is a fairy.

"Our girl just came back today," Bai Mei instantly became awe-inspiring when she saw these villagers, and even she became a little flirtatious with her.

She straightened her chest, and then said, "Today we have made some snacks in the house, and we will share them with you." Then she asked the maid in the house to give these desserts and candies to the villagers one by one. If you don't come, don't worry, the rest will be put in Lizheng's place, and then let Lizheng distribute some to each household. There are several large plates, no matter what, Everyone in the village can eat a few pieces.

For Baimei and the others, these snacks are no longer ordinary things, especially Baimei, they don't want to eat any more, and if they eat too much, they will get tired of it, just like her, she has been a child since childhood. Following Shen Qingci's side, Shen Qingrong was fond of her sister, so she personally made snacks for her every day. She made a lot every time. What Shen Qingci couldn't eat, all entered her stomach.