As soon as she came in, Shen Qingci didn't smell any dust. With her good nose, if she couldn't smell the dust, then the place would be very clean.

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

Most of the people stay in the hotel, but no one will give it to them.

After the waiter left, Shen Qingci walked to the edge of the collapse. She touched the quilt above the bed. Although it was not too soft, it was also fluffy. There was also a smell of sunlight on it. This was the quilt that had not been sunny for a long time.

She lay down, and was impermanent, and she had nothing but these silver.

Compared to the days I lived in Rongtie City, life outside is really great. This feeling of being able to see the light of day again and returning home. I will never feel that I have never experienced such a thing.

And the closer she is to home, the more homesick she misses.

I want to think about my four children, but I also want to have wonderful things every year.

I don’t know if Miaomiao is getting fat again, and I don’t know if she has grown up every year?

She turned over and then pulled open the quilt to cover herself. The quilt with sunlight and bath bean smell can really give her a good sleep. She doesn't want to have any dreams.

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

Until she opened her eyes again, it was getting brighter outside.

And this night passed, as for Shen Qing's words, she had no dreams all night, and she was used to it. She touched her chest, and the things were still released by her body. She was the one she brought back forever. Nothing could happen, so this must be put away because it was equivalent to her life.

Early in the morning, she left the inn and bought two buns for her. She really has a unique love for buns now. She likes to eat Cangtao's buns, and also likes to eat Dazhou's buns.

Cheap and delicious, and can be carried with you.

She walked and ate while walking, and also went to the place where the carriage was sold. Then she found a place for herself to sit up, using her current coarse cloth clothes and a peasant woman's face. If she carried a basket, people might think that she was an egg seller.

And with such a face, she was nothing incompatible with the place.

She looked at these people secretly, and wanted to find out what they said and said, "I have never suffered a loss." I will never know what it feels like to suffer a loss. Isn't the loss she suffered last time still not enough?

Fortunately, the person who last time only asked for wealth, not human beings. Otherwise, she would not die in Cangtao, not cooked by King Fenglun, and not be a fire-burning girl in Rongtioxing City for the rest of her life, she would really die in the hands of an unknown person. Her dignified Prince Shuo's mansion and Shen Dingshan's daughter were like this way of dying.

She died with her eyes open.

Then she took a bite of the bun in her hand. Although she didn't say anything, she looked at the words and deeds of these people and felt that she would still have to do it a few more times.

This time, there was no accident. In the place where there were few people, she was just fighting with beasts and the sky. Why did she get here, but she started fighting with people again?

She stayed for about three days at this time, and took advantage of this to buy some possessions for herself, and there was also a short knife that Qi Yuan gave her back then.

After buying a few buns, she ate one by herself, and she put the rest in her bag. This is where she rented a carriage, and she also rented a carriage.

From here to the capital, it really takes a long time. At least three months, or more, it may be half a year. And now it is almost winter, and it may be halfway through the way, and it may still snow. If you happen to be trapped in a certain place, it is very likely that they will be on the road for a month or two, and then they will be further away from the capital.

Shen Qingci really felt that how could it be so difficult for him to go home?

She had clearly reached the Great Zhou Dynasty, and she had clearly reached the Great Zhou territory. She was obviously her own territory, but her heart still couldn't settle down.

She walked to a thin old coachman.

The old coachman also stood up, so thin that he was almost as thin as a handful of bones. He had passed through too much wind and frost, and he was still covered in dust in his twilight years.

In fact, everyone can see that he is like this, maybe it's really not too long.

"Where are you going?"

Shen Qingci touched his face. This was the second time someone called her little lady. As expected, this face has changed, it is not as old as Shen Qingci.

"I'm going to the capital," she let out a sigh, and then she sighed softly, "Master, do you want to go?"

"Beijing."

The old coachman grabbed the corner of his clothes, "Go, of course, go. The old man has never been to the capital in his life. Even if he dies there, he will die at least at the foot of the emperor. It can be regarded as the way to die for a wealthy way."

For some reason, Shen Qingci felt a little uncomfortable after hearing this.

Don’t they all want to return to their roots? She worked so hard that she wanted to go home even if she was begging for food. Why did he have to die in the hometown?

"Little lady, are you leaving?"

The old coachman bent his waist and patted the horse's head. "Don't look at the old man's age, but this horse is young. It has good feet and will definitely take us to the capital safely."

"How much money?"

Shen Qingci asked, she had money on her and was not afraid of flowers.

"Twenty taels."

The old coachman smiled and there were more lines on the corners of his eyes. He was clearly smiling, but his hard eyes couldn't help but turn red.

You can come to the entrance of Tianfulai Inn tomorrow to pick me up. Shen Qingci took out a purse from his body, and this is what you want.

She gave the old coachman the money bag. In fact, she just wanted to leave now, but she had to let the old coachman handle the matter. After all, this time, it would be a goodbye forever.

And it is better to just stop it than to deal with it.

She had no intention of doing anything good, just thinking about that sentence: to be convenient for others, that is convenient for herself.

Her life was also convenient for others to come.

The old coachman's hands holding the silver trembled like dry bark, and then he put the silver in his arms, which was the carriage that he left.

As for asking Shen Qingci is afraid, what are you afraid of? I am afraid that the person will never come back, or what?
Chapter completed!