Lou Ziyin twisted her pretty face in pain. She stumbled forward, but Shen Qingci, who looked like a ghost behind her, held up his cut-off wrist and wanted to kill her.

"Come, help..."

Lou Ziyin knew she was scared for the first time. She rolled and crawled forward, but was stabbed several times. Her flesh and blood were pierced, and the air was filled with a deep smell of blood.

The door outside was pushed open with a slam and a young man walked in. When he saw the situation inside, his face turned blue. He kicked him and kicked Shen Qingci, who was holding his broken arm, under the pear blossom tree.

While he helped Lou Ziyin up, whose flesh and blood were covered in blood, his ruthless voice also collapsed from the corners of his lips.

"Come on, beat me to death."

Several servants rushed over with sticks, each of them was fierce, and the veins on the back of their hands were also thundering.

Shen Qingci was still lying on the ground like that. She just exhaled slightly, and everything in front of her was broken in her cold pupils, and then gradually disappeared.

This is the man she gave everything for, this is the man she chose for herself.

Huang Lean, hello, you are so good.

She died in battle for him for a few days.

For his sake, her eldest brother was dismembered by five horses.

She was cut off her wrist for him.

For him, she had no one else's only sister.

For her, her family was destroyed and her people were destroyed. No one was ghost or ghost.

"Haha..." She laughed, but tears rolled out of the corners of her eyes, and the unspeakable sourness and sourness that crawled over the tip of her nose.

She doesn't love her anymore, she doesn't love her at all.

With a bang, the sticks hit her body hard. The pain was no less than the broken wrist when she heard her leg bones breaking, but she didn't cry or cry out. She just shrank her body. It seemed that only in this way could it not hurt or hurt. However, the moment the sticks fell, every bone and every inch of flesh on her body were shattered.

No one can endure such pain, which divides the tendons and bones, the skin and flesh bloom, and from the inside out, all crack and all break.

She couldn't even get up, her eyes were already bloody, and with a bang, a stick hit her forehead. Her brain burst, and she seemed to be able to hear nothing in her ears, but the broken light in front of her eyes fell between her pupils.

Is it snowing? It's all over the place, very white and clean...

My mother said, Mother’s little A Ning, Mother hopes that you will be treated like a treasure in this life, blocking all the pain for you and covering up all the wind and rain for you. Mother hopes that you will never know what pain is for your whole life?

However, no one, no one blocked Feng Er for her, and no one blocked the pain for her.

She opened her eyes like this, and the blood spread between her pupils. The white light she saw gradually disappeared, only the white snowflakes that fell in front of her.

It's really snowing.

Fortunately, there are still people who see her off in this world. She is not afraid of death, and she does not feel pain...

Yes, it doesn't hurt, it doesn't hurt anymore...

Slowly, she closed her eyes, her bones were broken, and her flesh was also blooming. What could be seen was the thick white bones in the broken bowl...

"Hey, why do I think the thing is so fragrant? It turns out to be a pear tree," the man's voice came from somewhere, it sounded so nice.

"Tsk, it's a dead man. He's so cruel and ruthless that he can beat him like this?"

This was Shen Qingci's last consciousness and the last sound she could hear.

She heard footsteps approaching her, as if not far from her, and perhaps closer. A ray of Brahma scent came into her dream, a very peaceful smell. Then her body warmed up, as if something was covering her body. She trembled her long eyelashes, only remembering that a beam of light made her see the white pieces falling from time to time in front of her. It turned out that it was not snow, but flowers.

She saw a piece of wrist, the man's wrist, the wrist of the hand, and the scar above his wrist that looked like a crescent moon...

"Thanks……"

She wriggled her pale lips, her eyes slowly closed, and this time, she would not wake up again...

"Did you smell it? It smells so good!"

I don't know whose voice it is?

"Yes, how could it be so fragrant? What kind of fragrance is this? Where did it come from?"

But I don’t know why, a certain year, a certain month, or a certain day, almost everyone in the entire capital could smell a wisp of fragrance, which seemed to pass by in an instant and then disappeared. When people wanted to explore, they could never find this wisp of fragrance again.

Then when it comes to mention it, I still remember the scent of the scent that seems to have penetrated into my soul...

In fact, no one knows that this is just the fragrance that a woman dies when her life ends.

Rumors are that the daughter of the Lou family has a strange fragrance and is good at making incense. The Lou family has a fragrance book that records a hundred kinds of fragrances, and all kinds of them are priceless. However, no one can make incense after Lou Xuefei, the legitimate daughter of the Lou family from Lou family, can no longer make incense.
Chapter completed!