- Thinking about this scene in her heart, the more she thought about it, the more sad she became, and she shouted a few times into the empty alley, but the response she received was only a faint and short echo, and it didn't take long to extinguish the last glimmer of hope in her heart, and she finally started crying again. (Fengwu Literature Network)

Rong Shu followed the little beggar all the way to here, and at this time he was standing outside a wall, and he didn't see the person he wanted to see in this place, but he lowered his eyes and pondered.

He could make out the strange words at the bottom of the bowl, and he knew what those characters meant, but it was this that puzzled him.

Why should the plan be cancelled at short notice?

When he was only six hours away from the planned action, he suddenly received an order to cancel the plan, which had to make him doubt the authenticity of the order. So he followed the little beggar here, just to meet the person in person, and he had to ask this person face to face to dispel his concerns.

But this hair probably predicted that he would do it in advance, so he didn't give him this chance.

Just as Rong Shu hesitated and waited for a moment, and was about to leave, he suddenly heard the little beggar crying loudly and suddenly scolded loudly: Even beggars are deceived, you wicked person, sooner or later you will be punished!

Hearing the word retribution, Rongshu smiled silently.

He lived a tortuous life for twenty-six years, often in a situation where he worked too much and got less, and the last thing he believed in was a providence.

He has reason to believe that only when people are weak or desperate will they pious their wishes on the will of God, but the wishes of the weak and desperate are often as illusory as the will of heaven, and it is difficult to achieve reality. However, no matter what people ask of God, Providence never seems to respond, so people often think that Providence has acquiesced and has an expectation in their hearts rather than no hope at all.

But Rongshu has worked hard for many years, and he will only be more determined to believe that whether it is life or survival, the most reliable is still in his own hands. Whether it's to create zào wealth for yourself. It always feels deeper to give to others and do it yourself.

At the moment before leaving this place, Rong Shu finally left a trace of pity for the little beggar, took out a small coin string made of ten copper coins from the money bag, raised his hand and threw it high.

The string of money flies very high, so when it falls from the air and falls right in the middle of the alley, it is difficult for the people in the alley to tell which direction it was thrown from.

The little beggar picked up the string of money that fell at his feet with a crisp sound, and his tear-misty eyes couldn't help but freeze, and he thought he was crying hard. An apparition appeared in front of my eyes. And wait for him to wipe away his tears. Again it was time to identify the ten pieces of money. His tear-stained face suddenly burst into a happy smile again, and he said in a strange voice with a slight cry: Ha, it turns out that God will really drop money, and the matter of pie falling from the sky is not unexistent.

Just as he was about to pray for Providence to smash him with this money a few more times. Then he heard a voice coming from somewhere else: "If you do something like this in the future, I will kill you."

This cold and phantom voice was handed by Rong Shu with a trace of internal strength, and it was directly delivered into the ear hole of the little beggar without leakage, stabbing his heart and his body trembling.

When the fear that seemed to sprout and spread from his heart gradually faded, the little beggar suddenly screamed, tightened the string of money in his hand, and ran out of the alley as if he had been bitten by a vicious dog.

Half an hour ago. The masked woman who escaped from another dark alleyway first dressed herself as a girl selling eggs, carrying a bamboo basket covered with a piece of floral cloth on a blue background, and walked all the way, and none of the eggs were sold.

She didn't come out to buy eggs.

She soon came to the gate of a small house. Just glanced at the two janitorial servants guarding the door, and the two immediately recognized her, and immediately bowed slightly, spread their right hands and made a please.

She strode in without hesitation.

In the main hall of the main house of the small house sat a woman of about thirty years of age, whose black hair was meticulously combed and tightly arranged at the back of her head, which proved that she was married. But her face is still beautiful, her pupils are black and white, there is no wrinkle at the corners of her eyes, and the skin on her face is as delicate as a girl, which looks even more vivid against the background of exquisite makeup.

But her spirit was obviously a little tense at the moment, so she sat very upright. There were four maids standing beside her, but she did not call one of them to pinch her shoulders and beat her legs. Even the misty spring tip in her hand was only taken when it was handed by the servant just now, and then it was held in her hand all the time.

Her sleek nails were delicately smeared with brightly colored flower oil, which was supposed to add a little brightness to her hands, but at this moment, these pair of ten fingers seemed to be able to cut the white porcelain tea cup out of blood.

Looking at the young girl who knelt in front of her feet and wrapped a piece of floral cloth with a blue background around her head, and listened patiently to her finish the matter, a wave of anger rose in the eyes of the noble lady, who was accustomed to showing suppleness.

The lady suddenly slapped the tea cup in her hand on the table beside her, and regardless of Sven's identity, she slapped the tea in the cup more than half a foot high, and a few drops even splashed on the fair and delicate skin of one side of her cheek. The four maids standing behind them were all shocked, as if the tea was forcibly held on their hearts by their own masters.

After a while, the four of them were frightened for a while, and one of them was the first to come back to his senses, and noticed that the table was full of water stains, and some drops had been splashed on the master's face, so the maid said softly: Master, the slave and maid serve you to clean your face. As she spoke, she had taken off the gentle silk handkerchief from her waist that had been steamed with flowers and spices, and raised her fingers to wipe the water stains from her face.

Unexpectedly, her hand holding the silk handkerchief was only halfway stretched out, and she was swept back by a noble lady's backhand.

Stay on the side! She was finally able to hold some self-cultivation foundations, and she didn't say the rolling word directly. After a slight pause, she immediately snorted again: "You guys, all go and stay aside!"

The four maids standing behind the noble lady looked at them with expressions of worry for their masters, but who knew what they actually thought, and they were afraid to avoid them.

The sound in the house was loud enough that the two guards standing at the door could of course hear it, and they immediately retreated away on their own and went to the front yard to wait. The people inside and outside the house were scattered, except for the noble lady and the woman with the cloth on her head.

The noble lady sat on the chair, and because of her anger, her breath was already confused, and her chest could not stop rising and falling, and it seemed that she could not sit still.

The woman kneeling at her feet lowered her head, and when she went out today, she caused a lot of trouble, not only delaying the time to come back for nearly an hour, but also making the master wait for so long in this humble courtyard, and almost exposing Xingzang! She had no intention of getting up until she received the pardon.

After gasping for a while in silence and annoyance, the noble lady calmed down some of the flames burning in her heart a little, looked at the woman kneeling at her feet, and said with a lingering trace of hatred in her voice: I didn't expect that there would be such a day when you would change the words of this palace without the permission of this palace. Qingxia, you have disappointed this palace too much! Do you know that by doing this, this has made Hongu's heart ache more than anger.

The palace people who have served Concubine De know that Concubine De has two palace maids who rely on her, and these two palace maids are almost close to each other, and there is no one else who can replace Concubine De's favor. As for the reason why Concubine De treated these two people so differently, the old lady in the palace who understood them well understood very well that they were indeed irreplaceable, because one of them walked in the palace for Concubine De, and the other was a pair of eyes that Concubine De placed outside the palace.

To be more precise, compared with Cuichun, the personal maid in the main palace, Concubine De should rely more on the Qingxia who walked outside the palace. Not for anything else, it seems that because Concubine De is holding something outside the palace, it is inconvenient for her to handle it directly, and in the distance between the palace and the outside of the palace, it is all up to this person to stabilize the long line.

Concubine De is the noble lady sitting in a private house in front of her, who is angry and has a broken demeanor.

And the young woman kneeling at her feet, motionless like a stone sculpture, was that Qingxia.

Three years ago, Qingxia was ordered by Concubine De to leave the palace to track someone's whereabouts and chase them to the north, thousands of miles away.

She was delayed there for nearly three years, during which time she rarely communicated with Kyoto. Even in the third year, she had a period of six months without hearing from her. However, Concubine De, who lived in the deep palace, did not slow down her trust in her at all, and when she figured out that she might be in big trouble, she sent someone to find a response.

Concubine De said to this personally: Even if the body is found, it must be transported back for burial.

The result of the search was, of course, that after all kinds of difficulties and dangers, Qingxia was finally rescued alive from there, and Concubine De paid another girl who had been trained for many years to go in.

But what Concubine De never expected was that she spent a lot of money to rescue Qingxia, and as soon as she came back, she did something against her, which made her shocked and angry.

Is it true that if a person is put out of control for too long, this person will inevitably lose some things that should be kept, but instead increase some thoughts that should not be there?

Concubine De thought so in her heart, looking at the woman in front of her who was kneeling with her head down, but her shoulders were obviously much thinner than before, she felt some pity in her heart, knowing that this girl she had personally raised from a child to such a big girl had suffered a lot in the three years she went to the north, but she had a lingering suspicion in her heart, and she bit her pity a little bit.

She suddenly felt itching in her heart, and coughed-