At first, Qing Zhi felt very painful, and bit her lip without saying a word, which was the innate arrogance. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Later, the pain was numb, and the duster fell on the body, and there was a slimy feeling, and after the pain was numb, I couldn't feel any more pain.

What is supporting her not to faint, Qingzhi herself can't say, maybe it's a tenacity, she is not wrong tenacity.

"Alright."

Finally, the old lady spoke.

Aunt Mei was no longer willing to fight, and the duster wrapped in hemp rope was already blood-red.

"Qingzhi, what else do you have to say?"

The old lady looked at Qing Zhi who was kneeling on the ground and asked, but it was silent.

In fact, Qing Zhi didn't hear what she said at all, as if all the sounds around her had disappeared, and some of the sounds she heard by chance seemed to come from a distant place, and she couldn't hear it clearly.

Seeing that she didn't react, Aunt Mei was worried, so she reached out and pulled her, and then pushed her again.

The pain that disappeared slowly recovered, like a tearing pain, gradually spreading, Qingzhi opened her mouth with difficulty, her throat was dry, and she couldn't make any sound at all.

"Qing girl, can you still hold on?"

Because she didn't respond for a long time, Aunt Mei asked again.

After a long while, Qing Zhi was slightly accustomed to the great pain, and slowly raised her head, her pale and bloodless face was clinging to her broken hair wet with sweat.

“…… Very good......"

As long as you're alive, everything is fine.

has been in the Guozhang Mansion for ten years, in fact, she has not been beaten much, she is really good at looking at the eyes. Although she didn't understand anything at the beginning, she could do things well before her aunts got angry, even if Chen Zinan liked to beat people, Qingzhi could compress the number of times to a minimum.

Now, it can be regarded as a one-time exhaustion of ten years.

Seeing that she could still speak, the old lady nodded and said, "With your identity, it is impossible to stay by Nan'er's side again, and you are no longer qualified; But we are all kind-hearted people, and we will not let you live on the streets easily; In this way, from now on, you will be the handyman Yahuan in the house, and when Nan'er gets married, you will also follow the past and continue to be a handyman, which can be regarded as our kindness to you. ”

Dare to love is to take all the benefits to the body, and refuse to let go of the last bit of value.

At this moment, Qing Zhi felt that it was not bad to kick her out.

It's just such a capable person, how can she be willing to throw away her before the people of the Guozhang Mansion have completely squeezed out her value.

"Old Madam Xie."

Qing Zhi pursed her lips a few times, and only barely managed to utter a few syllables.

She is not a god, after a meal of skin and flesh, she can still jump up and make a noise without doing anything, maybe others can, but she can't do it.

"Let's go down."

The old lady looked at Qingzhi, who was covered in blood and looked dirty, like a lump of garbage, and felt a little disgusted; People like beautiful things, and no one likes a poor beggar, how unlucky he looks.

"Yes."

Qing Zhi replied again, reaching out to take the clothes that had been taken off and put aside.

But as soon as she stretched out her hand, her back hurt like a tear, and she couldn't exert herself at all, and the outstretched hand paused for a moment, and then didn't continue to stretch out.

If you don't want it, you don't want it, anyway, it's just the old clothes Chen Zinan wore, and no one will treat it as a baby.

So she wanted to stand up, only to find that she didn't even have the strength to stand up.

At this moment, she is like a dying and struggling mayfly, so weak, as if someone else's finger can pinch her to death.

Aunt Mei saw something strange and asked the old lady with her eyes.

Although the old lady was angry at Qingzhi, who had been disciplining and watching, how could she become a person from an enemy country in a good manner, but over the years, she also knew Qingzhi's ability, and once told Qingzhi that Qingzhi would not marry for the rest of her life and stay by Nan'er's side to serve.

With such a right-hand man, the old lady was reluctant to die.

After getting permission, Aunt Mei hurriedly helped Qingzhi up, she had long lost the strength to get up, so Aunt Mei could be said to have pressed the weight of the whole person on her body, so she helped her up and walked out.

The attendants of the maids who had been waiting outside the house couldn't help but make an uproar when they saw Aunt Mei helping Qingzhi and slowly walking out, and the bloodstains behind her were clearly visible.

In their minds, Qingzhi has never been a maid, but half a master.

"What are you doing, what should you do, you see itchy, you want to try it?"

Aunt Mei looked at them, got angry, and shouted.

Then, Aunt Mei ignored them, but helped Qingzhi and walked to the upside down.

Sitting upside down in the innermost corner of the west, I usually feel far away just by walking back, but now Qingzhi's body feels even more distant.

"Qing girl, can you do it?"

Aunt Mei looked at her unsteady steps, thinking that it was far away, it was better to find a place to rest on the spot, anyway, in the Guozhang Mansion, the most important thing is all kinds of wings.

"Nope."

Qing Zhi didn't care, and even said a little self-deprecatingly: "Miscellaneous maids, you can't stay in this kind of place." ”

"Qing girl, old lady, she just, just ......"

As the old lady's close maid, Aunt Mei is naturally on the old lady's side, but in this matter, she can't help her.

Identity is predestined by God, and no one can change it.

For the sake of a fact that cannot be changed, to scold a person who has never made a mistake.

"Let's go."

Qing Zhi closed her eyes slightly, unwilling to talk more and waste her lips and tongue.

It is said that feng shui takes turns, and it will turn to her at this moment, even if she doesn't have to think about it, she also knows that soon those who don't like her will take turns to come to her and show off.

The night in early winter was very cold, and although Qing Zhi was wrapped in a shawl, she couldn't help but tremble, and the breath she exhaled condensed into white frost.

The inverted seat, which seemed to be unable to walk away, finally appeared in front of her.

"Just send it here, there's Aunt Laume."

Every word you say is a sore spot.

"Okay, you go slowly, I'll go find a doctor."

Aunt Mei knows Qingzhi's character and is very stubborn.

After Aunt Mei left, Qingzhi moved to the house with difficulty, it was still very early at this time, the room was dark, and it took her a lot of effort to light a kerosene lamp and sit on her mattress.

The sore part that was blown by the cold wind seemed to be numb from the cold, and I didn't feel too painful, but it was a little numb, as if my whole body was not my own.

Qingzhi raised her head and looked at the old osmanthus tree outside through the window, this old osmanthus tree was the only thing she loved in the Guozhang Mansion.

(To be continued.) )