In the bustling street market, people are hurrying back and forth, the cries of vendors come and go, the laughter of children, and the chatting of passers-by are all in a group.

Xiaolian's face was frightened, her body stiffened, standing on the lively street, no reaction even if passers-by pointed and pointed, and it took a long time before she suddenly woke up and quickly ran away.

In the little beggar's shelter, Xiaolian walked in like a wandering spirit, with strange steps, as if she had lost her soul.

If Wang Qingyun really woke up, wouldn't she want to ......

Xiaolian covered her mouth in horror, held the locust tree at the door, and didn't dare to think about it any further, when the time came, she would definitely be ruined, and she wouldn't talk about the medical money, but I was afraid that she would not be able to raise her head in this life.

"Unless, she can't wake up......" Xiaolian's eyes flickered, and such a terrible thought suddenly popped into her mind......

If Wang Qingyun died, this matter would be over, and no one would know about it again!

Xiaolian's eyes were fierce, her face was gloomy, she stared in one direction, subconsciously clenched the locust branch, suddenly her palm hurt, and she screamed to let go of her hand, it turned out that a sharp tree thorn pierced her finger and dripped scarlet blood droplets, which made her wake up quickly.

"No, it doesn't work."

Xiaolian calmed down and shook her head, the last time she was able to succeed, it was because of the help of that murderous black cat.

Now that she is alone, there are many people in the Beitian Nursing Workshop, and there are Li Zhan's family guarding there, so she can't do anything.

Do you want to run away? Perhaps, this is the only way, to leave Bluestone Town.

Xiaolian bit her lip and looked in one direction blankly, her eyes full of hesitation and unwillingness. There, is where Zhao Ping lives.

Is it really worth it for her to stay here and wait for death for him, not to redeem herself, not to run away?

Xiaolian's eyes were red, she turned her head, and just saw Mrs. Wang coming over angrily, and directly threw a feather duster on her, snorting coldly.

"What are you trying to do? Why don't you go outside begging or be lazy here? Mrs. Wang glared.

In the past, her attitude towards this Xiaolian had changed, after all, Xiaolian was the one who handed in the most copper plates before, and she also liked it very much.

But recently, Xiaolian gave her two or three copper plates when she died, which couldn't be compared with the past at all, which made her instantly dissatisfied, who is this for?

Also, with Wang Qingyun before, Xiaolian could sell baskets, weave rattans, learn crafts, and have pocket money, but now that Wang Qingyun was sent to the hospital by her own hands, she naturally has little income.

Perhaps, this is the price she paid.

Xiaolian hung her head and handed the three copper plates to Mrs. Wang, "There are only so many." ”

"Phew, it's only three, don't hurry up and go to work, otherwise there will be no food at night!" Mrs. Wang snatched it from her hand roughly, her face full of impatience.

Xiaolian gritted her teeth, groped twice from her arms, and took out two silver tickets of ten taels, which directly shocked the princess.

"Auntie, this is twenty taels of silver, don't ask me where I came from, I just want to ...... Honor you well, this is my ...... marriage"

Mrs. Wang didn't care what she said, she directly snatched the twenty taels of silver tickets, looked at the sun carefully, and immediately straightened her eyes and looked overjoyed, "Where did you come from?" ”

Xiaolian twisted her fingers, her voice trembling slightly, "Auntie, I like Brother Zhao, these twenty taels of silver are my dowry, okay?" ”

"What?" Mrs. Wang pointed her throat, frightened, didn't want to think about it, and refused.

"Impossible! What the hell are you thinking about every day? Do you think that I don't know the old woman? Take twenty taels of silver and try to fool me, I'll phew!"

"You little beggar, don't be delusional, my son is going to take the top exam in the future and marry a rich lady, just like you are poor, are you worthy!"

Mrs. Wang's face was full of disgust and displeasure as if she squirted directly from her mouth, and she was about to turn around and leave.

"No way!" Xiaolian looked shocked, she never expected that she would pay so much, just to get such a heartbreaking result, stepped forward and grabbed Mrs. Wang, almost hoarsely yelled.

"Why am I not worthy? Is it because I'm a beggar? You think I want to! If it weren't for Brother Zhao, you think I'd be willing to stay in this place!"

Mrs. Wang's eyes widened, and she shook off her hand holding her arm, and sneered.

"Yes, no matter how much you do, you are not worthy of my son, you and that Su Qiqiao are both beggars, what do you think is the difference between you and her?"

"To put it mildly, then Su Qiqiao is a beggar like you, people want to have a figure, a face, and earn me money, what do you have? All day long, he looks poor and sour, and he has no interest. ”

Mrs. Wang turned around coldly, "Just a person like you, you still want to fly on the branches and become a phoenix?" I don't look in the mirror, I don't have a little self-knowledge. ”

After that, Mrs. Wang didn't look at her, sneered and collected the twenty taels of silver tickets, turned around and left.

Xiaolian sat on the ground, her face helpless, crying and laughing dreamily.

"It's ridiculous, it's ridiculous, in the end, I'm not even as good as a prostitute......"

Xiaolian shrank her head, in a trance, clenched her fists, a trace of resoluteness flashed in her eyes, she suddenly stood up, and as soon as she walked out of the door, she saw Zhao Ping coming over, talking and laughing with another brightly dressed woman, and then waved her hand to the person, and walked over to see Xiaolian.

Xiaolian glanced at the woman, her appearance was peugeot, she smiled beautifully, and she had two small dimples.

"Xiaolian, what are you doing here?" Zhao Ping walked over with two ancient books in his arms, the smile on the corner of his mouth was closed, and he turned around decisively not to look at her.

"Brother Zhao."

Xiaolian was in a hurry, and hurriedly grabbed him, "I know, because of me, Su Qiqiao was sent to the Qinglou, so you are angry with me, right?" ”

"You know, and ask." Zhao Ping's face was gloomy, as if he had already seen through her thoughts, and coldly refused.

"Don't think about it, it's impossible for you and me, it was impossible before, and it's still now."

Xiaolian gritted her teeth and held back the throbbing pain in her heart, as if she had made a lot of determination, and her voice trembled.

"Then in that case, if I say, I am willing to take the blame for Qiqiao, I will detain all the dirty water on myself, I am a murderer, and I will also give Su Qiqiao an innocence, is that okay?"

Zhao Ping's body shook, turned around in disbelief, and looked her up and down.

"You? Is the real murderer? ”

Xiaolian was startled and wanted to refute, but she still took a deep breath and nodded heavily.

"Yes, I did everything, if I voluntarily pleaded guilty, would you forgive me?"

Zhao Ping was shocked, stretched out his hand and pointed at her in disbelief, and after a while, he actually sneered.

"Do you say this now useful? She has long been sent to the Qinglou to protect her chastity, will I marry a prostitute and come back? It's ridiculous. ”

Zhao Ping looked indifferent, and when he saw Xiaolian's heart, he couldn't even believe that this was Zhao Ping.

Zhao Ping at this moment made her feel very strange.