Biquge www.xbiquge.cc, the fastest update to the latest chapter of the Rebirth of a Lady: The Second Wife of the Hou Mansion!The leaves rang softly by the wind.
However, Shen Qingci seemed to have heard some story, and even these winds were more ethereal.
"Who?"
Suddenly, she opened her eyes and turned to face.
But there was nothing but Shuying's whirling.
This feeling is very strange. Could it be true that someone spied on her?
"Sisi!" She called out Xie Si's name, knowing that Xie Si would be here.
"Madam, Xie Si is here."
Xie Si walked out from the side.
Shen Qingci frowned lightly and asked, "Sisi, what do you feel?"
Xie Si shook his head and replied, "Madam, don't I feel anything?"
"is it?"
Shen Qingci still felt a little weird. Once or twice, she could even say that she was too mindful, but it was a few times. After too many coincidences, it was not just a coincidence.
However, Xie Si is a martial artist, she has not felt it, so it should be fine.
Shen Qingci turned around and tightened his clothes, then turned and walked into the house.
It's just that there is still some anxiety in her heart, and this kind of anxiety also makes her always a little anxious.
She still wanted to call up a few more guards, but she felt a little overwhelming. The work was moving the crowd, and finally the matter was still unknown.
She sighed softly, pressed her forehead, and stretched out her hand to the little fox.
"Year, you said, did I think too much?"
The little fox jumped in front of her, and then jumped numbly on her shoulders.
"Chiji..."
It yelled from time to time, really wondering what it was talking about?
Shen Qingci stretched out his hand, and the little fox jumped into the palm of her hand again. It has been almost four years, why is it still so small?It's no wonder that Changlin's doctor said that the snow fox is extremely difficult to raise, and it has been like a young fox for ten years.
Shen Qingci poked the little fox on the forehead, and sat down, and then lay down in his clothes.
In the remaining few days, she didn't feel that kind of discomfort anymore, and thought it was the reason for her exhaustion, so even her perception was poor.
Gradually, she also forgot about the matter, and she still took the fruit to make spices every day, and then secretly sent some snacks to the child, everything was also safe.
This night, when the night came, Shen Qingci hung a small cloth bag on the neck of the little fox. The little fox was too small to carry a lot of things like the wind, but it was also because of its small size. Only then will it be more sensitive and less noticeable. Fortunately, Shen Qingci won't let him memorize too much, and he won't be able to memorize more.
Usually three snacks, three candies and so on.
"Go ahead."
Shen Qingci patted the little fox's head, "I will have something delicious when I come back."
"Chiji..." The little fox yelled at his master, and the body flashed, and he flew away like lightning.
This is Shen Qingci standing up, and then he took care of his clothes.
She took off the lampshade, took out Ye Mingzhu from the candlestick, and then lay down.
But not knowing how long she slept, she suddenly opened her eyes again, and there was a hint of anger in her heart.
"Sanxi," Shen Qingci called out to the outside.
However, Sanxi did not respond to her.
Oh, she thought, Sanxi should be the day of rest in January. She has already released her out of the house, so tonight is not Sanxi on the night, but Daxiang, that is, Daxiang is unwell and was replaced. I'm afraid it will spread the sickness to others, especially there are Guoer in the mansion.
Shen Qingci sat up, frowning all the time.
What he wanted was to put on his clothes and prepare to go to the incense room.
She stretched out her hand, holding a Ye Mingzhu in her hand, and walked all the way from the secret path into the incense room. After the Ye Mingzhu was placed, everything here became brighter.
She walked to the table, then sat there and picked it up, moving her fingers quickly above, leaving a hint of fragrance.
"Who?" Her hands suddenly paused, but when she turned her head back, her pupils contracted.
"Madam!" Xie Situ outside opened his eyes, opened the door and rushed out.
"Sisi, are you busy?"
As soon as Xie Si opened the door, she saw Shen Qingci standing at the table, also taking out Ye Mingzhu, and the light in the entire incense room was also brighter.
"Madam, are you okay?"
Xie Si always feels something weird, but why can't it be weird?
"Well, it's okay," Shen Qingci smiled, his slightly drooping eyelashes are distinct and delicate, "I just accidentally touched the lamp."
"The subordinate retired first."
Xie Si retreated when she saw that Shen Qingci was fine, and she didn't know that the moment she closed the door, the woman inside raised her face, and the light in the pupils was slightly broken. What a score.
Then she turned around, sat down again, and picked up all the spices on the table.
Early in the morning, someone knocked on the outside door.
"Madam, but are you going to wake up?"
"En," a soft response came from the room.
Bai Mei hurriedly sent some wash items in.
On the other hand, Shen Qingci sat up already, propped his forehead with his hands.
"Madam, but where is it?"
Bai Mei asked worriedly, always feeling that his wife was a little weird these days, as if the three little sons had been sent out, she couldn't hold her up.
But how can Bai Mei not feel the same about this?
She is a mother herself. If someone snatches her child away, it would be strange if she is not crazy. The lady sent all three little boys to that place. The poor little boy is a two-year-old child. When Xiao Yuan was two years old, her family had not been weaned.
Shen Qingci rubbed his forehead lightly, and her eyes were somewhat blocked by her long, slightly hanging eyelashes.
Then, she shook her head gently, "It's okay, but I don't feel like I can lift it up."
"Madam, would you like to invite the doctor over?"
When Baimei heard that Shen Qingci was not feeling well, she felt anxious in her heart.
"I'm fine, no need to ask a doctor." Shen Qingci took the veil and cleaned the bottom by himself, then sat at the table, propping up his forehead again.
"Baimei, I am a little tired recently."
She muttered to herself, and she didn't know whether to tell Baimei or herself.
"Tired, the lady will be fine after a few days' rest."
Baimei turned around and picked up the things in the house habitually.
"Really?" Shen Qingci's voice was still faint.
"No matter what the rest is, spices are always made."
Baimei took a soft cloth and wiped the table again, listening to what Shen Qingci said, "I just feel that the lady is too hard. The ones made by the lady are enough for several shops to use for several years. After a long time, even Yurong ointment has been saved a lot."
Shen Qingci smiled, and in the smile, there was still a lot of exhaustion.