Chapter Thirty-Seven: A Chance Encounter with an Old Acquaintance
After taking the medicine, Mao Qing put the shoe on his foot again, stood up and stepped on the ground, the shoe really fit. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. biquge。 info fully equipped, Mao Qing is back on the road, this road is really twists and turns, but fortunately, the mountain gate can already be seen, and when she walks to the mountain gate, the twilight is just falling.
Mao Qing looked at the ordinary mountain gate, the scene when she left a few days ago was still vivid, and now she was left alone. I touched the door guide tightly tied around my waist, and I was afraid that it would be the last time I used it, so I should keep a souvenir in the future.
has come to this step, and Mao Qingtou will not raise her legs to walk towards the mountain gate, but she saw a flash of brilliance at the mountain gate, and someone outside walked in one step ahead of her. There were two women, one of them was dressed in purple and had a bumpy figure, which was the type of turbulent waves that Master often talked about, and the women next to the woman in purple were smaller.
The two of them also noticed the green at the gate of the mountain, especially the displeasure that came from the eyes of the younger woman. Mao Qing wondered in her heart, "Why did you meet a woman one day?" Bypassing the two of them, he was about to leave, but he heard the woman in purple speak, "Princess Sheng Lian, it's been a long time." “
Mao Qing stopped, turned her head sideways and looked at the woman, although the other party was a beauty, but she really didn't remember that she knew her, but maybe the other party had seen her, after all, she called herself Princess Sheng Lian, could it be the daughter of which minister?
The younger woman was also curious, she hadn't heard her sister say that she knew the apprentice of the Sakura Festival, and she called her a princess, looking at the other party's appearance, where did she look like a princess.
The woman in purple smiled softly, "The princess and noble people forget a lot, I'm afraid they don't remember me." ”
This is a little embarrassing, Mao Qing scratched her head, and said with a smile, "I don't have a good memory since I was a child, especially for women." “
The woman in purple is most unaccustomed to her appearance, without the slightest consciousness of being a princess, and her behavior is no different from that of a ruffian hooligan, but she is the favorite princess of Emperor Sheng Lian, and the emperor is crowned in the name of the country, which is not as simple as being favored.
But the dissatisfaction in her heart was perfectly hidden under that delicate mask, and she stepped forward and looked at Mao Qing with eyes like water and said, "Does the princess remember the princess of the Chayue Kingdom?" ”
"Chayue Country." Mao Qing thought about it, and when she mentioned the princess of Chayue Kingdom, she knew only one thing, that is, the one who was slapped by herself, her eyes rolled, and she roared in her heart, "If you want to be so coincidental, I'm embarrassed." ”
"Hmmm... Princess of Chayue Country, I really don't remember. Mao Qing lied and said, of course this kind of thing can't be admitted, now that everyone is an adult, it's not good to mention such old things, this is also to save face for you. Mao Qingmu looked at the woman in purple with deep meaning, hoping that she could understand her kindness.
"I really don't remember." The purple-clothed woman's smile was a little lonely, but the hands in her sleeves were clenched tightly, and she changed the subject and asked, "Princess, where are you going?" ”
One problem after another, and this question also felt a little embarrassing, feeling that he was about to be overwhelmed, this time he was also a person he knew, and he couldn't shake his face like before. Moving his body towards the mountain gate as naturally as possible, seeing that he could walk forward with his legs raised, he waved his hand and smiled, "I'll go out to do errands." After saying that, he smeared oil on the soles of his feet and got into the mountain guard at the mountain gate, and ran outside.
"I'm sorry, princess of Chayue Country, I also have something unspeakable." Mao Qing said to herself while running.
The younger woman looked at the empty mountain gate and said incredulously, "She just left us and left?" ”
The woman in purple said with a somewhat ugly face, "Senior Sister Yue, let's go back too." Along the way, Senior Sister Yue followed the woman in purple and muttered non-stop, all about how dissatisfied she was with Mao Qing. The woman in purple was irritable in her heart, but she had always been gentle with others, so she could only endure it all the time, but fortunately, it was at night that Senior Sister Yue didn't see her senior sister's black face.
The woman in purple who returned to her residence closed the door and angrily threw the teapot and teacup on the table to the ground, and ran to the side of the bed and pulled out a portrait from under the pillow.
The woman in purple looked at the portrait with tears in her eyes, and said through gritted teeth, "Mao Qing, you dare to forget me, you dare to forget me." As he spoke, he slapped the table next to him fiercely, and directly smashed the wooden table.
"One day I must make your life worse than death." The purple-clothed woman's face was distorted with anger, and her eyes were resentful, just like the two of them from before.
Mao Qing ran out of Xianling Mountain, but what was waiting for her was still the mountain, no matter how she walked, she couldn't get out, the moon curved like a knife hung in the sky, Mao Qing sat down leaning on the needle tree, and her stomach began to growl with hunger again, but she was not familiar with where she could find something to eat, so she had no choice but to endure it.
The wind blew in the night, and she shrunk her body together in the cold, and smiled helplessly, "It's really hungry and cold." "It's the first time in 14 years of my life that I've had this experience of being alone, but it's not really good.
When it was almost dawn, Mao Qing fell asleep in a daze, and fed the mosquitoes all night, she was already hungry and was sucked blood by other things. opened his eyes in a daze, his pink little face became gray and choked, and the clothes on his body also felt particularly damp, and he moved his sore body, and he sighed and gritted his teeth and stood up.
Looking around at a loss except for mountains or mountains, she knew that Xianling Mountain was in the territory of the Shenglian Dynasty, but she couldn't find the Shenglian Dynasty, picked up a piece of wooden stick on the ground to support her body, and continued to march towards the mountain.
I walked like this all morning, and when the scorching sun was empty, I looked at the lush grass growing on the ground, my dim eyes kept changing color, and I stretched out my tongue and licked my chapped lips, "Ah, let's die." He threw the wooden stick in his hand, regardless of the three-seven-twenty-one, pulled up the grass on the ground, pulled off the grass roots, wiped it on his clothes, and stuffed it into his mouth, and just stuffed it into his mouth and chewed it, he frowned and spit it out.
Pulling his tongue, he said inarticulately, "Mom, stabbed me to death." "It turned out that it was a needle-shaped grass and a coniferous tree, and it was densely covered with small thorns, of course, it was not visible to the naked eye, and the human tongue was a relatively fragile place.
I finally made up my mind to eat even the grass, but I actually encountered this kind of unlucky play. Mao Qing sat down dejectedly and sighed that life is not easy.