Chapter 670: He won't let her die

Even if Zeng Jin's wound was torn open every time, even if every time was the kind of unbearable pain, even if it was breathing, it was painful.
But she still has to remember, she still has to read, she wants to remember his in the soul, and will never forget it in her life.
And she will never forget that his life was lost because of her.
She Shen Qingci, in her previous life, killed her closest relatives, her eldest brother, and was afraid that her eldest sister would not end well. In this life, she killed him.
She bit the back of her hand and buried all the sounds in the pillow. In fact, every night was like this. Every night he left, apart from such biting misses, what seemed to her life No more, it seems that there is nothing left.
"Meow……"
There was a meow cry in my ear.
Shen Qingci opened his eyes, and really saw that Miao Miao had been standing in front of her without knowing when, her small paws also grabbed her clothes, a pair of translucent round eyes were also looking at her baffledly.
She turned her face and saw that the room outside was bright, um, when did she fall asleep and when she woke up again.
And the sky is also bright.
The warm sunshine outside was shining, and her eyes were not quite used for a moment.
This is the sky of Pingyang. Before the rainy season, there will be clear skies everywhere, and it also has the conditions that a land of fish and rice should have.
Mountains, water, and fertile land.
But there are everything here, but there are still too many people leaving their homes, and many people have to sell their children to sell their daughters to survive.
No matter how much money the court has allocated for disaster relief, it has nothing to do. The people here don’t want food for relief, but they can’t save suffering. What they want is long-term stability. Stability must cure local floods.
As long as the flood is cured, and as long as the place is stable, although Yicheng can no longer appear, the people here can live and work in peace, right?
"Let's go out."
Shen Qingci stood up, Miao Miao also heard the master's voice, and she ran over, holding her master's legs with two small paws, and her little head leaning against the master's legs.
Shen Qingci squatted down and hugged Miao Miao. Miao Miao seemed to be heavier again, but it was like a stove in his arms, very comfortable, warm and soft.
"Madam, really want to go out?"
Bai Mei was scared. She felt that she was about to be pinched by Shen Qingci. The last time she was scared to death, let alone other things.
"Don't worry," Shen Qingci teased her sister in her arms, Miao Miu narrowed her eyes and licked her paw.
"He will not let me die now, nor will he let others do it."
"why?"
Bai Mei didn't understand that these court affairs changed rapidly. Fortunately, she was just a little girl, but she had to worry about it all day long.
"No one wants a wind and rain."
"He is the same."
When Shen Qingci started, he also walked outside.
No matter which person became the emperor's property, all he wanted was a peaceful and prosperous age. If there were years of war and chaos and the people were poor, what the emperor had to do, it might not take long before he would become the king of the country.
The flood of searching for the river is the biggest problem in the centuries of the Great Zhou. Could it be that the one who became the emperor after he became the emperor could leave the search for the river and let the river overflow every year, first to Pingyang, then Shunyang, In flooding his several cities every year, he can still be at ease in front of his emperor.
So now he not only won't do anything to her, he even hopes that she will die later.
As for Qi Yuan.
This hatred will be reported someday.
She didn't give up her little family for everyone, nor was she smiling at her grudges, she just wanted to do the most necessary things, and it was just because of that.
At this time, the people in Pingyang City are indeed a lot more than when they came, and most of those who left home have also returned. No matter how good the outside is, no matter how good it is, this is also theirs. root.
Even if it is death, in the end, those who want to die are closer to home.
Shen Qingci walked with Miaomiao in his arms, behind him with Baimei and Baizhu. Baizhu has not changed much from before, but it can be seen that the rigidity in her heart is even less.
Baimei looked around nervously from time to time, fearing that the one who didn't have eyes would offend her master.
In fact, she can rest assured that the floods in Binh Duong have only receded. Even the people in the town are returning one after another. There are not many local people now, as you can see from the early morning market.
Those who come up in the morning to do business are nothing more than to make up the number of people.
It takes at least a year and a half to revert to the past, and after a year and a half, there is no rest for a few days, and it may be a new round of floods, so the people of Binh Duong are suffering.
"Madam, I found it."
Bai Mei pointed to the front, where she bought the raw bamboo basket last time. She recognized the same person.
It is true that Shen Qingci walked over and took out a larger one from the inside.
She put the bamboo basket on the ground, and then put Miaomiao in her arms. Miaomiao lay on her back, as if she still liked it, because her nest was back.
this is……
This middle-aged man seemed to recognize Shen Qingci too, but when he saw Shen Qingci’s appearance, he quickly lowered his head and didn’t dare to take another look. These people knew that he was a nobleman. He was a flat-headed common man. Yes, I really don't dare to make too much trouble.
And he can recognize this, in fact, thanks to this white cat, this white cat, he has only seen once in his life, the white ones are dazzling, the eyes are blue, and the movements are still the same.
Of course he did not forget that this one gave him a silver bead.
It was at that time that he thought he was a little boy, after all he was dressed up in men's clothing, and he was a little more delicate, but today he knew that it was not a little boy, but a girl.
Of course, whether it is a girl or a young man, it has nothing to do with him, he is just a seller of bamboo baskets.
It was this one who bought him a few more baskets and gave him a silver bead, which also saved their family’s life. Now that the flood is gone, the crops in the ground have also grown, and then they will live. After a few months, after the villages were harvested, they were not so sad, and the landlords ran out. These lands no longer need to be rented for the time being, and they are enough to eat for themselves. .
And thinking about this, he couldn't help but feel relieved in his heart, but if there is no flood, it would be better, yes, if there is no flood, it would be better.