She gently stroked the soft hair on Miaomiao's body, but for some reason, her heart suddenly jumped.

"What day is tomorrow?" she asked Luo Henglu.

"It's May 16th," Luo Henglu put his hand on the top of her hair, "but what did he think of?"

"No," Shen Qingci shook his head, and some things dizzy in her eyes came quickly and dispersed faster.

It's May 16th.

In fact, she has almost been forgotten. May 16th was her death taboo in her previous life. If she followed the rules of the previous life, she would be locked up in that unmanned courtyard this year, which was also the beginning of her inhuman torture.

Her six years began, and her life ended from there.

All her inhuman torture is there.

Even her hands were broken. That year, she buried her hands, and that year, she bit open half of her scissors with her teeth and poked the scissors into her cut-off.

Even though Yu Yisheng is already past, sometimes when I think about it, those pains are as if they are imprinted in her soul, and I can always feel the faint pains, the ones on my hands and the ones on my heart.

She lifted her hands, fair and beautiful, warm and soft.

These were her hands, and she held Luo Henglu's fingers and warmed the warmth into her heart.

Shen Qingci looked out and said, tomorrow should be clear and clear.

And the second day, as she wished, it was a clear sky. As soon as the rising sun came out, the lights had already illuminated the entire sky, especially the broken lights fell on her body, which also warmed her clear eyes.

Shen Qingci walked out with a basket

Miaomiao ran over and followed her all the time.

Shen Qingci looked back at it, then she turned around, squatted down in front of Miaomiao, and then gently touched its little head, "You are in the mansion today. I want to go to the place I want to take you."

"Meow……"

Miaomiao licked the owner's fingers, but she didn't know if she understood it?

A girl hurried over and picked up the white snow ball on the ground. When she held it in her hand, it felt warm and soft, which was really heart-warming. It was also true that the lady always liked to hold it. If it was winter, holding it would be a warm stove.

Shen Qingci stood up, and she also walked out of the mansion with the things in her hand.

At this time, beside her, in addition to Bai Meizhi, there was a new girl. This was found by Luo Henglu for her, named Mo Li, who was like Bai Zhu, and they were all from a hidden guard.

It was also because of her female identity that Luo Henglu was arranged by Shen Qingci, and he also replaced Bai Zhu's identity.

Bai Zhu will not come back. Shen Qingci knew that a female guard is now going to become someone else's wife. Of course, he has lost the qualification to be a guard. The one who has raising Bai Zhu is not someone else, but she is just her.

She nullified all the people around her, but she was still enjoying it.

After getting on the carriage, she also put the things she held in her hand aside.

Mo Li sat on one side, almost without moving his hair, and even his eyes never blinked. Sometimes Bai Mei would use her hands to shake it in front of her for a few times, and she once thought Mo Li was a dummy.

Otherwise, there is no one who can't blink for a long time.

"Madam, don't you feel that she's weird?"

Bai Mei whispered to Shen Qingci.

"Well, where is the one who is wrong?" Shen Qingci didn't feel that Mo Li was surprised. She felt that it was quite normal. Mo Li was much better looking than other hidden guards.

"She doesn't speak."

"What do you want to do so much? Some things, saying too much is equivalent to dying."

"She doesn't laugh."

"I'm not a laughing person, how come there are so many laughs?"

"She doesn't blink." Bai Mei mumbled a little more.

"You haven't stayed in the army, I don't know," Shen Qingci gently turned the jade bracelet on his wrist. "Those Zhuge soldiers have also developed the habit of not blinking for a long time."

Bai Mei sagged her mouth and sat there and stopped talking. At this time, Mo Li's eyes looked inward. Bai Mei suddenly felt like a cold wind was blowing by, just that gloomy feeling. She was really afraid.

Mo Li had blood and a murderous intent on his face.

Bai Mei fought a cold war with excitement. Such a person was like her sister, and she really had a life in her hands. If she suddenly took action, what would she do?

She hugged next to Shen Qingci and moved aside, as if the master was even more terrifying. She didn't understand what kind of master she was following? Even the mountains could explode, so what else she dared not do?

"Madam, what are you pretending there?"

Bai Mei pointed to a bamboo basket next to Shen Qingci. She was very curious. Her wife always held it with her own hands and did not hand it over to others. What good things were there?

"Stop asking."

Shen Qingci raised his face from the book and just threw it to Bai Mei.

Bai Mei was choked, okay, she asked less, she didn't say anything, she just wanted to be a little mute, but Bai Mei was Bai Mei, she was not Bai Zhu, nor Mo Li. In a short while, she started to talk too much again. With her like this, she was talking nonstop, and she was not too lonely along the way, and there was even a sense of ease that could not be said.

Otherwise, Shen Qingci, who was a little sarcastic, and Mo Li, who was not even showing any expression, would have to suffocate the person to death.

The carriage stopped when it reached a yard.

Bai Mei got off the carriage first, but when she saw this, she felt much colder than in the mansion.

"Madam, where is this?"

Bai Mei couldn't remember whether she had been here or not. It seemed that she had never been there. How could she come to such a gloomy place?

Shen Qingci raised his head and looked at the plaque that was already covered with dust. It could still be seen, with the two words written on it.

"Huang Mansion."

In the last life, the place was crowded with people, and the Huang family was as rich as the country, but in this life, it was so depressed.

Sometimes Shen Qingci really feels that he should let the Huang family live for a few more years, but he has no revenge in such a happy way.

With a creaking sound, the old wooden door opened, and there was a smell of dust inside. I think no one came to clean it for a long time.

Bai Mei shrank her neck, why is it so gloomy here?
Chapter completed!