When the little bean sprouts came back, Shen Qing had already applied the medicine. Now that her appearance is almost ruined, she is not worried that someone will come to ruin her face again.

Little Bean Sprouts smiled and raised the food box he brought back, and the big quilt in his arms, and he didn't care about his wet hair and clothes, and after putting his things down, he turned his head and began to clean up the small firewood room neatly.

Seeing this, Shen Qing also sat down and began to eat, she was really hungry.

After eating, she felt a lot more refreshed, and was about to help the little bean sprouts clean up the room together, but saw the broken window opened by the cold wind, and the crumbling and dusty potbelly porcelain bottle on the side of the shelf also smashed down on the little bean sprouts.

Shen Qing stepped forward quickly, grabbed the small bean sprouts with one hand, and kicked the big porcelain bottle away with one foot, so that it was easy to protect the little girl, but the flying porcelain pieces cut a bloody hole on the back of her hand.

"Pick it up slowly." Shen Qing smiled faintly, not disapproving, but the little bean sprouts were busy pulling their own handkerchiefs to bandage her.

Seeing this, Shen Qing originally wanted to ask something, but when she reacted that she was mute, she endured it, looked at the sky outside, moved her muscles and bones that were almost numb to numbness, and said with a smile: "You won't be kicked out by them to live in a firewood room with me, right?" ”

Hearing this, the little bean sprouts bit their lip slightly and nodded.

Seeing this, Shen Qing looked at the cover on the side, and patted her on the shoulder: "Don't worry, this won't be too long." ”

The little bean sprouts nodded, looked at the broken vase on the side, and then looked at Shen Qing's helpless look, looking at her with light in her eyes.

The two of them easily cleaned up the firewood room, built a few old tables, and built a bed next to each other, and planned to take a nap after laying out the covers, but some people were biased against their lives.

"Where's the princess?"

The woman's rough shout startled the little bean sprouts, and she wrote the word 'horse' on Shen Qing's palm.

"Ma Pozi's daughter?" Shen Qing immediately remembered the Ma Pozi who had made things difficult for herself in the Huanyi room before and was beaten to death by Mama Zhou, and couldn't help but have a headache.

The little bean sprouts nodded, Shen Qing looked around, picked up a stick with a thick arm in his hand, and only came out of it did he see Ma Xingfang, the daughter of the mother-in-law, coming over with a group of strong mothers-in-law.

Shen Qing slowly shook the stick in his hand behind his back, and said lightly: "What are you looking for me?" ”

"What?" Ma Xingfang sneered, and her slender chin, which was the same as her mother's, raised slightly: "The slaves and maids are afraid that the princess will suffer in this small laundry room, so they specially come to serve them." With that, her eyes showed a fierce light, and the mother-in-law behind her also snapped the door shut.

Shen Qing stood still and continued: "You haven't forgotten the slave bully, what is the end?" ”

"That slave doesn't dare to forget!" Ma Xingfang gritted her teeth fiercely: "The third master came over today, fortunately, he taught the slave and maid some rules, and the slave and maid were afraid that the princess would not understand, so they came to teach!" With that, he was the first to pounce on Shen Qing.

Ji Wuhuan was about to go out, but the people in the laundry room suddenly ran over, with a panicked face: "The prince is not good, the princess has a fight with a group of people!" ”

Ji Wuhuan's face was grim: "Dead? ”

"It's almost ......"

Seeing this, Ji Wuhuan frowned slightly, and glanced at Sang Rou beside him: "You go and take a look, don't let her die for the time being." ”

Sang Rou responded softly, and only after he left did she raise her eyes and look at his back, her eyes complicated.