Qin Xiu and Fei Xin almost fell in the carriage just now, but they quickly stopped their bodies and saw Qingzhu fall directly from one end of the carriage to the other.

looked at her nervously and asked, "Qingzhu, are you hurt?" Hey, I said you should be careful, but you didn't listen, you were stunned, and you didn't know what was going on in your head. ”

There is a sense of concern in the complaint.

Qingzhu's expression was still wooden, and she was looking down at her blood-red palm.

Qin Xiu and Fei Xin sighed when they saw her like this, they were so good-looking, but they were fools. Fortunately, this is the case, otherwise it would really make people jealous, these thoughts are just a flash of light in the subconscious, thinking that they are now the maids of the seventh lady of the Tai'an Hou Mansion, and they should take care of each other, so they got up and stepped forward to take a look.

At this time, the curtain of the carriage was lifted, and a woman in her forties shouted, "Girls, come down soon." ”

The two of them were stunned, and they couldn't hide their excitement. This is the first day they came to Pingnan Palace, and they must leave a good impression, so they didn't care about Qingzhu, and hurriedly got off the car obediently.

Standing respectfully, facing Mama Yingying in front of her, "Mama is good, slave Qinxiu (Feixin), I've seen Mama." ”

This grandmother is none other than the housekeeper beside Miss Seven, she looked the two women up and down, described her manners as generous and decent, it seems that the woman has put a lot of effort into them. I couldn't help but feel happy......

Qin Xiu and the two of them saluted Mama Yong, while Qingzhu remained in the carriage, maintaining the posture of falling just now, and staring closely at the blood-stained thorn on the palm of his hand.

Thorn –

What a strange feeling. It's familiar. She was stunned, her index and middle fingers pinched the exposed end of the thorn, gently pulled it out, and held it in front of her eyes to look at it quietly.

Suddenly, an angry scolding voice came from behind him: "Don't come down quickly!" ”

Qingzhu glanced back at his head, and then looked at the half-inch-long spike in his hand...... She nervously pricked it in her hand again......

Click—the blank sea of consciousness began to shake slightly, as if something was about to burst out of its shell.

Acupuncture, acupuncture...... Healing, skills...... I'm not called Qingzhu!

So, what's my name?

There was a sharp pain in his arm. A hand like an iron hoop tugged at her arm. Forcibly dragged out of the carriage.

This was followed by a burst of scolding and scolding.

Qingzhu's mind was blank, and she thought hard and tried to think hard...... No, no, I have to know who I am. And those images. It must have something to do with your future life.

I don't know when the scolding stopped. By the time she came to her senses, she had been locked up in a dark hut.

Qingzhu searched his memory, in the midst of that scolding. I knew that I was locked up by Mama Retort. Because she doesn't understand the rules, she dares to commit a crime when she first arrives. No matter what circle the people of this world are in, they are divided into three, six, nine and so on. Even the servants in a house have ranks.

For example, the maid is divided into a big maid, this position is generally held by a person who is very trusted by the master and has a very strong and central position, and there are second-class and third-class maids under it, ordinary little maids. Therefore, one of their newcomers dared to despise the housekeeper, and if she was not punished, how could she stand up in front of others.

Qingzhu's expression was still blank, because she felt that any superfluous movement would waste her body's strength.

She subconsciously reached out and touched the mess of firewood and grass around. Qingzhu relaxed slightly...... It's a firewood house.

Firewood house?

It's a familiar feeling, this firewood room seems to have been seen in the picture just now......

Qingzhu thought hard again, and finally found it from the little memory - firewood room. However, in that picture, she was not punished and imprisoned in the firewood room because she ignored her master's call, but because she was unresponsive and spilled a cup of tea on her master... Gradually, the picture appeared more and more, more and more coherent...

Qingzhu thought of the original question again: I am not Qingzhu, so what is my name?

Memories keep going back...... Until it was far away, Qingzhu didn't expect it to be her own life: a little girl who was three or four years old at most, freezing cold, a serious illness, dying, had already dug a pit and was ready to bury it, but she suddenly moved......

Qingzhu's eyes wept...... She finally knows who she is - Ziqing!

No wonder there is such a deep touch on the word "green".

But...... Who is Ziqing? Why did I end up with that little girl?

Also, why was there a blank in the sea of knowledge in those ten years? Everything that happens in life is drowned. Therefore, she is a person without memory, and she naturally cannot think without memory, so she is like a puppet...... It's a miracle that I've been able to live until now.

Thinking too much, his mental power was overdrawn, and Ziqing's whole person was so crooked that he was on the pyre.

…… I swore to die and didn't want to separate my consciousness and soul, so I was finally crushed by that mysterious energy and thrown into a plane world by the time and space tunnel.

Ten years ago, a wisp of Ziqing's soul was attached to the little girl who had just died, because her soul was too weak, and her body bones were also very weak, so her soul had not been replenished, and naturally she could not activate the imprint.

Now, although Ziqing knows who he is, he feels extremely depressed.

The subconscious mind told her that she was supposed to be a very strong and powerful person, and the truth was that she found herself very, very weak now...... Except for the name, except for the occasional popping picture, her physical strength is at most about the same as that of ordinary peers!

Inexplicably, Ziqing felt very uneasy and unsteady.

and the intermittent picture, which also gave her a very familiar feeling...... It's just that after thinking about it for a long time, I can't understand the essentials, which makes my body even weaker.

I can't go on like this, no matter how important the content in the picture is to me, but now my body is about to be unable to hold on. So, no matter what, it's better to think about how to survive first.

Moreover, Zijing felt that the reason why he couldn't sort out all his thoughts was because his body was too weak. So it's better to take care of your body first, and then slowly figure it out.

After making up his mind, Ziqing subconsciously sat on the pyre, and gradually, his body and mind calmed down and entered an ethereal state.

With a creak, the door to the firewood room opened.

Ziqing didn't know why, she was sitting on the firewood and grass pile, but when she heard the sound of the door opening, she instinctively threw herself forward...... Successfully disguise your meditative posture.

At the same time, give the other party the illusion that they are kneeling and begging for mercy.

Mama straightened up, her hands in front of her, "...... Know it's wrong? Emerald green, pick her up and send her to Miss. (To be continued.) )