Chapter 325: He forgot her

However, she was really puzzled by who had noticed Shen Qingci.
In the next few days, Bai Zhu has been inseparable from Shen Qing. When Yi flies, he is sleeping in Shen Yongzhu for fear of forgetting the top. The officials are also paying attention to the movements outside. Tun seemed to be dazzled, and they never showed up again. Mian Shen Qingci had already forgotten about it.
On this day, after Shen Qing resigned to meet Shen Qingrong, when the carriage was driving along the main road in Beijing, she told Bai Zhu to stop.
"Baizhu, you can help me buy a box of Sifangzhai dim sum," she took out a silver bead from her body and threw it out.
Bai Zhu reached out and took it.
She jumped out of the carriage, and the sound of footsteps gradually disappeared from Shen Qingci's ears.
Shen Qingci leaned on the carriage and closed her eyes slightly, preparing to close her eyes for a while, but suddenly she moved.
"White Bamboo, isn't it you?"
And her words hadn't fallen yet, but she slammed into the carriage, and she was dizzy for a moment.
She gripped the carriage tightly, her face turned pale, even a lot of cold sweat oozes from her forehead.
Is this a surprise?
No, she can’t drive a carriage, but she can only hold onto the carriage tightly, but she was hit several times in a row. The horse ran forward like crazy, not knowing where to go. Suddenly, she Without grasping her hands tightly, the whole person slammed into it. The door of the carriage was also knocked open. She had a pale face. The carriage had ran out of the city, and there was still a cliff outside the city. If you go down, you must die.
She closed her eyes and the knuckles of her fingers were already stiff and white. Although she had died once, she was still afraid of death, she was still afraid.
"Y..." At this moment, a light and shadow passed in front of her, and the speed of the carriage gradually slowed down...
Is it okay? The sudden sound made Shen Qingci's eyes widen instantly.
In the shattered light of Wei Xi, it was the man who smiled in the light and shadow. Shen Qing couldn't help but stretched out his hand and placed it above his juncture. The finger touched Yuliang on that side.
Her red lips touched lightly, but there was no sound.
"Which girl are you from, I'll take you back."
The man patted the horse lightly, and the horse now quieted down, even the snort in his nose was much quieter, still eating the grass on the ground quietly.
The hosta's hand that Shen Qingci was touching lightly paused, then put it down again, and then the fingers of both hands clenched tightly.
He may never wake up.
It is also possible to wake up but lose the memory.
That day, she found a man who married herself Bai Jin.
That day, the man just wrote it, the life-saving grace will be reported in the next life.
This day, she saw him again, she still looked exactly the same as before, still liked to wear a white brocade, but he didn't recognize her anymore, she lowered her eyelashes slightly, he really did.
Forgot her.
Isn't she scared?
The man got into the carriage, then stretched out his hand and patted her shoulder gently, Shen Qingci suddenly raised his face again, his eyes were condensed in the mist, but another layer of frost formed.
"Are you awake?" The man smiled again, and then he thought of something, took off his cloak and put it on her.
"Don't worry, it's okay, you won't really bump into anything, you die so terribly."
Death is so miserable, so miserable...
Shen Qingci's body trembled gently, as if returning to the pear tree that year, the pear blossoms fell like snow, her broken bones were all broken, and the exposure was just her broken. bowl.
And while she was dying, she heard such a sound.
"Tsk, the death was so miserable."
The same tone, the same tone, the same voice.
She saw him again, but he was no longer him.
"You look good."
The man's gaze stopped on the hosta in Shen Qingci's post, "I remember I also have one, but I don't know where it was dropped, it looks like yours."
Shen Qingci quickly put his hand on his head, also blocking the hosta.
The handsome face of the man chuckled, and the corners of his lips were raised slightly. He laughed loudly, "Don't worry, I am not a robber, and I will not take your things. You don't have to be afraid of it."
"Sorry," the man also discovered something suddenly, and then quit the carriage properly, "I don't mean to be frivolous."
He rode outside the carriage again, "Girl, you haven't told me what your name is, and which girl you are from, I will send you back now."
Just when he thought the girl was scared and silly and could not say anything, a cool voice came from his ear, not as crisp as other women, but like her eyes, with a certain tone. The meaning of thin and cool.
"My family lives in the Palace of Weiguo."
"Duke Weiguo?"
The man turned his head again, the golden shards of light fell on his face, it seemed that half of the morning, not real, only half of the Qingying was in it, but exceptionally handsome.
"Your name is Shen Qingci?"
Shen Qingci clenched his hands again, it turned out that it was true, really forgot, really forgot.
"I'm."
She lowered her eyelashes and also concealed the wound on the bottom of her eye.
He is not Bai Jin, but she is just Shen Qingci.
"My name is Qi Yuan."
After the man said his name, he drew the horse lightly. As soon as the horse was in pain, he lifted his hoof and walked towards the official road.
Qi Yuan.
Shen Qingci whispered this name softly. It turned out that it wasn't Bai Jin, but Qi Yuan. As long as it wasn't Bai Jin, they were all strangers and strangers.
She put her hand in her hair, then gently took the hosta off, and held it in the palm of her hand. The jade was warm and cold, but it was cold enough to her fingertips, no matter how warm it was , There will be no warm.
The carriage has entered the city from the official road. Shen Qingci is sitting on the morning face, her face is still quiet. She heard the familiar cries of people in the capital, the little wontons in the east city, and the sugar people in the west city. It's another step or two. It is her favorite snack from Sifangzhai.
She had walked through these places one by one, and she had eaten all these things one by one. She even knew that at this time she was getting closer and closer to the Palace of Weiguo. She retracted all of her body into the cloak on her body, just like the temperature she could feel in the end of her life. All came from this.
It was cold that year, she was also very scared, and she was also in pain.
It was just such a cloak that covered her body, and also covered all her misfortunes, so that she would not die too dirty and too disgusting...
The carriage finally stopped.