In the evening, the team settled outside a town.

Jun Yu was invited by Wei Jin and them to discuss the matter. Huan'er took the opportunity to make her own decisions and set up a separate tent for Qing'er and Lan'er to live in.

Qing'er's skull was already hurting as if she had been inserted into a knife, and seeing Lan'er at this moment, she couldn't help but add another layer of irritability.

Lan'er showed a mixture of joy and sorrow, and ran over and knelt down with a "bang": "That incident is indeed something I didn't do well, if my sister is still angry, you can beat me and scold me, don't be angry......"

Qing'er leaned sideways and gave way, and snorted coldly angrily: "This year's year is really good, it's only been five or six hours, and I suddenly have an 'sister', and I've grown so big?" ”

Lan'er was stunned for a long time, and suddenly cried again: "I originally thought that we would all serve the prince together, and call 'sister' kinder." If the girl doesn't like it, I won't call it in the future! ”

Qing'er became more and more annoyed when she heard the crying, and she gritted her teeth angrily: "That's it, I don't dare to be related to Miss Lan!" When we are not sisters, you can send strange men to my bed casually, and now we will become a family, and you must not weigh me and sell it to the butcher at the head of the village to chop it into stuffing and make dumplings? ”

"The girl is still angry with me!" Lan'er cried and kowtowed: "Girl, I really know that I am wrong!" For the sake of my youth and ignorance, and for the sake of me finding a good way out for you, forgive me this time, okay? ”

This posture has the meaning of "if you don't forgive me, kowtow to death".

Doing this little low, so that Qing'er couldn't beat or scold, and her chest was already so stuffy that it was about to explode, but she had to call her up in a good voice.

Lan'er got up and wiped away her tears, and immediately hurriedly pasted over: "I saw that the girl has been rubbing her eyebrows, is your head hurting?" And the voice is not good......"

Qing'er dodged her hand and said irritably: "No matter how uncomfortable I am, at least I haven't been whipped and thrown into a mass grave." Miss Lan has the time to be considerate of me, so it's better to feel sorry for yourself! ”

When Lan'er heard this, she wiped away her tears with a touched face: "Girl, don't worry about me!" I have skin injuries all over my body, unlike your weak body, which has just had a miscarriage and soaked in cold water......"

Qing'er only heard a "buzzing" sound in her head, and the person stood up involuntarily: "What did you say?!" ”

Lan'er was so frightened that she stepped back several steps in a row, looking frightened.

Qing'er was angry: "You make it clear!" What miscarriage? Who had a miscarriage? ”

Lan'er calmed down, and walked back timidly, showing a look of pity: "When we rescued you from the river a few days ago, the doctor said that you should have just had a miscarriage not long ago. You have cuts on your wrists, strangulation marks on your neck, and we all guess that you went to a dead end because you couldn't think about it after a miscarriage - didn't the girl herself know? ”

Qing'er sat in a daze, her heart was pounding, and she didn't come back to her senses for a while.

Abortion? She?

Lan'er bit the corner of her lip and held her hand timidly: "Girl, if you feel sad, cry, don't do such a foolish thing again!" Although you can't go back to the emperor now, the prince treats you very well......"

"Say no more!" Qing'er was distraught and interrupted her chatter anxiously.

What's this mess about?

Has she ever had children? With Li Heng's smiling tiger?

Was she so blind, so stupid, so useless before?

The more Qing'er thought about it, the more she felt stuffy in her chest, and the stinging pain in her skull was unbearable, and a mouthful of turbid air blocked her throat, so that she just wanted to yell and cry.

Because she was all focused on fighting the pain, of course she didn't notice that there was a figure outside the door that had been standing for a long time, and finally turned away silently.