Chapter 416: There was a traitor. The child in the little woman's arms was suddenly wrapped around the neck by such a cold whip, and he burst into tears. His cries frightened the child.

Men, women and children of the woman's family.

"Since your milk supply is low and is only enough for one child, then I will kill one of them. What do you think?" Murong Xiaomei looked at the family with a cruel look on her face.

The five members of the family knelt down in front of Murong Xiaomei and started crying. The little woman was trembling even more, not knowing what to do.

"Xiaomei, you can't be like this, let go quickly." Shang Qing'er saw this posture and persuaded Murong Xiaomei.

"To breast or not to breast?" Murong Xiaomei asked again coldly.

"Milk, milk. Isn't my milk good enough? Let my child go quickly." The little woman made a plop and knelt down in front of Murong Xiaomei. Her hands holding the child suddenly started to tremble.

"Huh, if you don't eat the toast, you'll have to drink the fine wine, and you'll die." Murong Xiaomei said harshly. After saying that, she took back the whip in her hand and sat aside.

The little woman handed the child in her arms into the hands of her mother-in-law, then took Xiao Lengyi from Shang Qing'er's arms and unbuttoned her front shirt.

Xiao Lengyi threw herself into the woman's arms and started sucking it up, with a satisfied expression on her face.

At this time, Murong Xiaomei took out a gold ingot from her bag and placed it on the table of this family.

"Go, we have been hungry all day. Make us some food and get some water to wash our faces and feet." Although Murong Xiaomei spoke coldly, she was not a bully after all, and she still had a touch of humanity.

"This is too much. My family doesn't have any money to give you change." The old man looked at the gold ingot and said.

"No need to look for it, just consider it as the baby's milk money." Murong Xiaomei glanced sideways at the little woman holding Leng Yi. The little woman just raised her eyes, and as soon as she met Murong Xiaomei's eyes, she quickly

It drooped.

Murong Xiaomei took out another gold ingot and threw it on the table. "I bought the donkey outside your door. You can hitch a donkey cart for me tomorrow. Thank you." Murong Xiaomei started talking again.

"You don't need that much, just one piece is enough." The old man had never seen so much money in his whole life. He must be a farmer and relatively honest, so he only took one piece.

"Take it, I'll give you both." Murong Xiaomei sneered again, which frightened the old man and put it away in a panic. Who gave Murong Xiaomei's words too much of a commanding tone?

"Yes, yes," the old man saw Murong Xiaomei's attitude and did not dare to refuse anymore. He could only pick up the two gold ingots and retreat.

Although the food at the farmhouse was light, it was quite delicious. After having a full meal, the three of them sat down.

Shang Qing'er teased Xiao Lengyi, who was already full, in his arms and laughed. At this time, the young woman from that family was holding the cooked rice porridge and putting it into the child's mouth bite by bite.

Filling.

Seeing the little woman like this, Shang Qing'er suddenly felt that she was a little selfish. She hugged her child, came to the little woman, and spoke to her plump body.

"Sister-in-law, I'm sorry for making your child hungry." Shang Qing'er said apologetically.

As a first-time mother, the little woman naturally loved her child. She turned aside and ignored Shang Qing'er, giving Shang Qing'er an ugly look.

As soon as Murong Xiaomei saw this situation, she wanted to get up, but Shang Qing'er stopped her. It was already bad to bother people so late. To be so rude to others again was not the same.

Emotion and reason cannot be justified.

"You two ladies, the foot-washing water is ready. You can wash your feet." At this time, the old woman brought a basin of water and came indoors.

Murong Xiaomei then put away her temper and sat down. With a look, she signaled to Shang Qing'er, "I'll hold the baby, you wash it first."

"It's better that you wash it first. It's been a tiring day." Shang Qing'er was worried about handing the child over to her because Murong Xiaomei had hurt the child when they were in the temple.

"Miss, you two wash together, I will hold the child first." The old woman started talking. At this time, the old man brought another basin of water and put it down. The old woman smiled lightly at Shang Qing'er.

After a while, Shang Qing'er still put the child into her hands. Holding Xiao Lengyi in her arms, the old woman sighed, "What a good girl. It's just this scar on her face that doesn't look good."

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Her words were originally unintentional on the part of the speaker, but intentional on the part of the listener. When Shang Qing'er heard this, she looked at Murong Xiaomei very angrily.

Murong Xiaomei naturally caught her look and ignored her. She snorted coldly and continued to wash her feet. Shang Qing'er sat down and took off all her shoes and socks. Suddenly, a shocking scene appeared.

,At this time, Shang Qing'er's feet were completely covered in blood and flesh.

Originally, she usually lived a pampered life. When did she suffer such a big crime? This whole day and night, she walked on the mountain road and the official road. She didn't even take a break. She kept walking until her feet were worn out. She kept walking so persistently.

If you keep going, the result of your persistence will be like this.

"Sister..." Murong Xiaomei looked at Shang Qing'er's feet, a distressed expression appeared on her face.

It's just this expression that makes Shang Qing'er feel very happy. This is the expression she most wants to see on Murong Xiaomei. At this time, she is flesh and blood and can feel sorry for others.

"It's okay, I don't feel any pain." Shang Qing'er whispered. She raised her foot and put her bloody foot into the hot water.

Suddenly, an unprecedented heartbreaking pain rose up, and an expression of pain appeared on Shang Qing'er's face. That kind of pain could not be described in words.

"Hey, why is it like this? How far have you walked today?" The old woman sighed as she looked at Shang Qing'er's face that had completely changed its expression due to pain.

The little woman put the sleeping child in her arms on the bed. Maybe she was a woman, so she had some sympathy. She put her hand into Shang Qing'er's footbath.

Then, he washed Shang Qing'er's feet carefully.

"Sister-in-law, you can't..." Shang Qing'er refused.

"There's nothing wrong with it, people. Sometimes you encounter something like this. Someone can help you, and then it's over. I'll wash your feet. I have some healing medicine at home, so I'll apply some to you.

, It will be lighter tomorrow." The little woman gently rubbed Shang Qing'er's feet. Shang Qing'er was speechless. If she was grateful, it would be useless to say more at this time.

Miyagi looked at it and felt a little unbearable. Although he was a man, men were more compassionate and cherished jade. However, Shang Qing'er was the noble empress, so he did not dare to express his cherished jade.

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He turned around and walked out into the courtyard. Murong Xiaomei saw him and called him.

"Hey, where are you going?" Murong Xiaomei asked, her expression very alert.

"To answer Miss, first of all, my name is not Hello, my name is Miyagi." Miyagi turned back, looked at Murong Xiaomei, and then said again, "I'm going to go outside to get some fresh air, Miss, is that okay?"

Cheng bowed respectfully to Murong Xiaomei.

Murong Xiaomei ignored him and let him go.

Let's talk about Miyagi. After leaving the door, he stood in the yard, feeling the cold wind in the yard. Then he looked inside the house. After making sure that no one in the house was paying attention to him, he came to a corner in the yard and walked from a

He took down a white pigeon from the branch, then stuffed the written note into the white pigeon's leg, and released the white pigeon. After doing all this, he looked around again with vigilance.

, and then walked towards the house.

The next day, when Shang Qing'er and Murong Xiaomei got up, they found that the family had already hitched the donkey cart for them. Murong Xiaomei helped Shang Qing'er and walked towards the donkey cart.

The young woman in that family was quite considerate. She found a quilt from home and put it on the donkey cart so that Shang Qing'er, who was holding the child, could rely on it.

Shang Qing'er originally wanted to say a few words of thanks to the little woman, but the young woman was a little shy and turned away. Shang Qing'er was particularly helpless.

"Thank you," Shang Qing'er said to the old woman and old man who came to see her off.

"You're welcome, good to go, good to go." The old man waved to several people.

Shang Qing'er got on the carriage, and Murong Xiaomei also got on it. Gong Cheng, who was driving the donkey cart, also wanted to get on, but Murong Xiaomei started scolding him.

"This donkey is an old donkey. If you sit on it, can the donkey pull it?" Murong Xiaomei pointed at the old donkey and said to Miyagi.

"Miss, what should I do?" Miyagi said pitifully to Murong Xiaomei.

"You walk and drive the donkey." Murong Xiaomei said coldly. Miyagi had no choice but to walk on foot and drive the donkey cart.

"Just drive the donkey." Although Miyagi was not happy, he still obeyed. After all, he was a little afraid of the whip in Murong Xiaomei's hand, and he was no match for Murong Xiaomei.

"When we go forward, if we meet someone selling horses, we will replace the donkey cart with a horse carriage. When the time comes, I will reward you with a seat, okay?" Murong Xiaomei told her plan.

Miyagi listens.

"Thank you, Miss." Miyagi curled his lips and drove forward. Along the way, he and Murong Xiaomei never stopped bickering.

Shang Qing'er didn't notice the quarrel between them. She only cared about whether the little Lengyi in her arms was well, so she didn't want to pay more attention to anything.
Chapter completed!