Chapter 344: I can't go home after writing

Shen Qingci was slapped on the ground, her ears buzzing and nothing was heard, so she could only vaguely hear Baimei's whimper and Baizhu's resentful exhalation.
In fact, she really wanted to say sorry, but she didn't say this sorry to Qi Yuan, but to her two girls.
I'm sorry, she used to inflict the two of her sisters. With her master, they didn't have a good life. In the last life, they lost their lives. In this life, she wants them to live.
She struggled to stand up from the ground, with the broken jade beside her feet, shattering her heart.
Qi Yuan took the kerchief and wiped his fingers, as if he had touched something disgusting just now. He let go of his hand and also threw the kerchief aside, and then made a gesture to let Shen Qing be moved. Throw it into the house.
He just looked at the woman dragged to the ground coldly. He didn't know why within his cold pupils. He actually had a kind of anger and courage to hit him in the face. He really didn't want to live.
No woman in this world dared to slap him in the face. If it wasn't her, he would immediately throw him into the mountain to feed the wolf.
He strode forward, and the people behind him also took Bai Zhu and Bai Mei and left. They were weak and they were all dragged to the ground.
Bai Mei has been crying, but Bai Zhu has been staring straight ahead...
Shen Qingci was pressed against the table. When Qi Yuan saw the joy in the room, he stretched out his hand and tore off a big red letter of joy. On the red silk carpet, his feet also stepped on it.
"Bring it," he put his hand behind him, the person was really cold to the extreme, and also to the climax.
Soon after, a person had put a pen, ink, paper and inkstone on the table, and then unfolded in front of Shen Qingci.
"Write to your dad at the Palace of the Guardian."
He warned and ordered.
"Said you want to go back to the ancestral home of the Qi family with this king. The return date is uncertain. You can't return after three days."
Shen Qingci clenched his hands tightly, not holding the pen alive or dead.
You better be good, I don’t have much patience now, Qi Yuan is accustomed to a wisp of sleeves, and then he presses the pen on the table. Your picture has made Benhou’s nausea for several days, and I have to be right. You deliberately please, come to your delight, and think of it is to vomit.
Yes, he just endured it to the extreme. If he could be patient and marry her back, it was already within his tolerable range. Why would he want to accompany her to sing the play to the door of Sanchao.
"Write!" Qi Yuan slapped the table vigorously, and even his eyes froze.
"I don't have time to say a word with you here."
Shen Qingci's eyelashes were slightly lowered, and the fingers on the table could not be opened, she knew very well that as long as this letter was written, Qi Yuan could kill her unscrupulously.
In the future, he can also find a reason at will, saying that she died of illness on the road, or suffered some misfortune.
He would not shed a tear for her, but she would make her loved ones grieve.
"It seems that you don't write?" Qi Yuan could think of it, and Shen Qingci would naturally think of it.
Sure enough, this woman Shen Qingci is really different from the daughters of ordinary boudoirs. It took him the greatest patience of his life to marry her into his hands.
Ha... Shen Dingshan's daughter is really Bingxue smart.
"Give her the pen."
Qi Yuan has a way to get her to write this letter, or write it willingly. As long as it falls into his hands, he can let her do anything. Yes, Shen Qingci guessed it right. He planned that, he wanted The gods did not sink her and the ghosts killed her without knowing it, but after a few years of light, everyone would have forgotten about it. The Weiping Hou Mansion, which was rampant in the past, has not been forgotten by others now, and it is just that A Shen Qing speech.
He wanted everyone to forget her, even her relatives, he wanted her to be a lonely ghost for a lifetime, and let her be a lifeless soul.
He wanted her to survive and die.
The one who took the pen, but also put it in Shen Qingci's hand, also grasped her fingers tightly, almost fold her fingers.
Qi Yuan really did not expect that Shen Qingci, a girl, turned out to be such a hard temper.
Ah……
The daughter of the generals is really disobedient at all.
But what?
"Bring that martial artist."
He faintly ordered the people under his hands, and soon after, Bai Zhu was dragged back again. Her body was covered with dirt, and she didn't have the slightest strength. She lifted her face forcefully, her sad eyes always staring. With Qi Yuan.
"Shen Qingci, letter, whether you write it or not, if you are not obedient, then..."
He smiled suddenly and straightened his sleeves.
"I broke her leg."
Qi Yuan glanced at the white bamboo faintly again. This girl is really annoying. Yes, martial arts is good, but he is about to break her leg. See how she will practice martial arts in the future?
Shen Qingci's hands shook, and the pen in his hand fell on the table.
Her body spasm sharply.
Do not……
And before her voice fell, she heard the crackling sound of bones.
That sound was very close.
Bai Zhu lay on the ground, her body twitching lightly, but she still looked at Shen Qingci dead and shook her head.
Don't write, don't write, you won't be able to go home if you write, and you will die here. That man will not let her go.
Someone picked up the pen again and stuffed it into Shen Qingci's hand. Shen Qingci just held the pen and still didn't move.
Qi Yuan made another gesture.
Then there was a sound of Ge Beng, and one person folds Bai Zhu's other leg again. At this time, her legs were twisted in a strange posture.
Shen Qingci, if you are still disobedient, it is her neck that I will break in a while. My patience is not so good. Qi Yuanrang brought a chair and he sat down, just like watching a dead person. Staring at Shen Qingci the same.
Once again, a pen was put into Shen Qingci's hand.
And this time the pen did not fall.
The arc of Qi Yuan's mouth was once again curved.
Everyone has their own weaknesses, and even hard-hearted people are the same. There are actually many things in this world that can make Shen Qingci bow his head. These two girls are one of them.
And he also ignored the sudden displeasure in his heart.
Is it possible that it is not because Shen Qingci does not exist in his weakness?
Whether he is not happy or angry, he doesn't know himself, he just knows that what he is going to do now must be done.
Shen Qingci stiffened her back slightly, and also squeezed the pen in her hand. She lowered her eyelashes and endured the sharpness in front of her eyes. One ear was still buzzing. She missed her own one. The ears may be deaf.