Chapter 196: The Girl Who Was Transferred (3)

Shi Lan snatched it with her hand, lowered her eyes to look, and saw that it was just a simple plum blossom style, and glanced at Chang Shi who was trembling and peeking at herself, and intuitively felt that she seemed to be hiding something, so she asked, "What about the clothes I was wearing at that time?" ā€

Chang was silent for a long time, and seeing that he really couldn't hide it, he slowly opened the placket and pulled out a piece of beautifully made brocade cloth sewn into the underwear. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

Shi Lan snatched it away, and the disgust in her heart was overwhelming, she pulled the torn leather jacket on the side of the kang, and left without looking back.

Seeing Shi Lan, who was acting as usual, and was no longer the stiff Shi Lan just now, Chang Shi was stunned at first, but soon she came back to her senses and hurriedly chased out, "Lan Ya, where are you going?" ā€

Shi Lan turned her head to look at her, "Go where I need to go." ā€

Chang wanted to pull her, but in the end, he had no choice but to hold on to the door frame and raise his eyes to look at her, "This is the barbarian realm, we are all registered, and we can't escape." ā€

Shi Lan slowly turned his head and stared at her, "Isn't this your purpose?" ā€

Chang moved his lips, wanting to deny it.

Shi Lan sneered: "It's true that there is not much difference in the baby's age, but you can see the difference after three or five months." You are worried that as the days go by, you will be seen through, for the sake of your own life and the wealth of Sanya, you kidnapped me and went against them, came to the barbarian realm, and deliberately stayed here, registered and made a book, and made me a slave of the barbarians, and used you as a cow and a horse every day, and stupidly treated you as a mother, and was grateful to you. ā€

Her eyes were dark, she stared at Chang Shi deeply, and said coldly: "Aren't you happy to see me take the blame for you and be seriously injured by Borg's little cub," she slowly lifted the clothes on her back, and the blood left by the previous burst was all over her back, and scars were all over her back, "You have raised me for eight years, although you are selfish, but in the end I have not been short of me to eat and drink, and now I have repaid the favor for eight years with my life, and you and I have nothing to do with it from now on, and we will be strangers when we meet again." ā€

Saying that, Shi Lan pushed open the courtyard gate made of wooden planks and walked away in the night.

Chang's lips trembled, tears glistened in his eyes, and finally he didn't say a word.

This matter is indeed her fault, as Shi Lan said, she was wrong for a while, and she was afraid every day during the next time, Lan Ya's appearance became longer and wider, and she became more and more similar to the second master Pan in the house, she was worried that someone would see the clues, so she fled with Lan Ya in a hurry.

At that time, the place had not yet been invaded by the barbarians, and she thought that in a few years, when her daughter was older, she would be able to go back, and find an errand with the kindness she had once nursed her, so that she could see her daughter often.

Chang's original idea was very good, but she didn't expect that the imperial court was really defeated, almost overnight, this place was occupied by barbarians, she was led here like an animal, and since then she has taken root, and she can not leave a step.

Shi Lan walked farther and farther, and soon disappeared.

Chang's lips pursed and slowly turned back.

Obviously, she just regarded her as a substitute for Sanya, but for some reason her heart was still more and more sour.

Shi Lan walked all the way, walked for a long time, and there was a kid about the same age as her in front of her, who saw her and shouted: "Cheap, slave, stop for me." ā€

Shi Lan stopped and looked up at him.

The boy was half a head taller than her, dressed in a lake-blue brocade robe with fur trim, and carried a shiny whip in his hand, turning his shaved head, shaking the handful of fur on the back of his head, and tilting his head to look at her.

Looking at his bully appearance, Shi Lan's eyes turned cold, it was Wu Ji, the only grandson of the Grandma Stove family in charge of more than 20 Han families in the vicinity.

Two days ago, he beat the original owner half to death with a whip, and ordered Lang Zhong not to go to the original owner for treatment, remembering the fire when she just woke up, the fire that Shi Lan was already holding in her heart burned so much that it burned so much.

When Wu Ji saw that Shi Lan didn't speak, he stared at him with a fierce face, Dou Da's eyes blinked, and he suddenly shouted, "Come here." ā€

Shi Lan's eyes narrowed dangerously, but he still walked over slowly.

Wuji rudely raised the horsewhip, picked her face with a hard handle, looked at her, and snorted, "Isn't this good?" also lied to my eldest mother that people were going to die, and I was told by my mother. Liars, you cheap and slaves are just underwhelmed. ā€

Shi Lan was furious when she heard this, when she came, the physical strength of this body was weak to the limit, if she hadn't come in, the original owner's body would have been hard at this time.

Wu Ji seemed to be used to being arrogant, even if Shi Lan's face turned color with anger, he didn't care, and pointed directly to the side, "Go and make me some milk tea, chop some firewood, and make my house hotter." ā€

Shi Lan took a deep breath.

When a barbarian dies, the barbarians will kill all the Han people who are considered suspicious and bury them.

There are more than 20 Han families living in this vicinity, all of which are under the management of Wuji's grandmother, if something happens to Wuji, more than 20 Han families here will inevitably suffer, Shi Lan didn't want to implicate others because of himself, so he had to endure the anger and turn to the house next to him with high beams and cornices, live for him, and make tea.

Wu Ji turned the whip and followed behind slightly, watching Shi Lan bend over with difficulty, and he poked hard with the whip.

A sharp pain spread down his spine with a wave of wetness.

Shi Lan gritted her teeth, endured the anger surging in her chest, put the big kettle on the fire, and put the tea bowl and other things away.

Seeing that she didn't react, Wuji actually lifted the whip, and when she bent down to add firewood, he kept whipping her from behind, laughing while beating.

The water flowed slowly down her back, the pain stimulated her nerves, Shi Lan finally couldn't suppress the fire in her heart, her reason had collapsed at this moment, she stood up at once, grabbed his collar, and picked him up with one hand.

Wu Ji kicked his legs, puffed out his eyes and glared at Shi Lan, and scolded confidently when he was dying: "Cheap, slave, you dare to offend me, I will tell Big Mother to let her execute you and your poor mother, and then feed your corpses to the wolves, and break your bones and throw them into the river, so that your bones will be gone, and you will not be able to live forever." ā€

Hearing him say this, Shi Lan laughed angrily, the idea of only planning to teach him a lesson suddenly changed, this kind of inhumane cub, one less dead.

She tightened her fingers and placed her other hand gently on his throat.

At this time, Wuji seemed to finally notice that something was wrong, and hurriedly went to draw the waist knife hanging from his waist, and at the same time, he turned his head outward, opening his mouth to shout.

Shi Lan had long hated to kill him, how could he give him a chance at this time, his fingers pinched lightly, and with a 'click', Wu Ji tilted his head and closed his murderous eyes.

Releasing his fingers, ignoring Wu Ji who was lying at his feet, Shi Lan turned his head to look at the room, a small curved bow hung on the wall, a thick cloak was placed on the side of the cabinet with exquisite patterns painted on the kang, and the door of the cabinet was half open, so that you could see neatly stacked clothes and new studies inside.

Shi Lan smiled lightly, is this a pillow sent by sleepiness? (To be continued.) )