Starting from the Valkyrie, pushing across the ages

Chapter 4 Mutation
"Miss Shen, let me remind you that no matter what your previous status is, once you enter this door, it has nothing to do with you in the past."

"There are not many rules here, let's talk to you later."

In the side room, the old eunuch casually reminded a few words, then pointed to a woman, frowned and said:
"Take Miss Shen to take a bath and change clothes, and then burn the pickled clothes for us, it will be bad luck."

Most of Shen Qing's attention was spent sorting out the complicated martial arts scriptures in his memory, and his perception of the outside world was extremely low, like a puppet on a string, only knowing to follow along in a daze.

It wasn't until someone started to remove the prison clothes on her body that she suddenly recovered and subconsciously took two steps back.

As far as the eye can see, the walls are all made of bluestone, and in the wooden barrel not far away, hot water is steaming with mist, and the whole room is covered with clouds and mist, with a hint of intoxicating warmth.

Not far in front of her, stood a woman about 25 or [-] years old, wearing a lotus green brocade, holding a cloud temple, with a clear face and a strong bookish atmosphere.

"I'll just do it myself."

After looking around, Shen Qing said in a low voice, walked quickly to the side, took off the prison clothes on his body, and at the same time carefully hid the half of the heartbroken grass in the neatly folded clean clothes middle.

This half of the Heartbroken Grass is her only trump card for protecting her body now, so she can't afford to lose it.

"I've been in a prison before, and there are so many lice that you can't wash them all by yourself."

The woman didn't care, bent over to test the temperature of the water, added another bucket of hot water, and then pushed Shen Qing into the tub.

"My name is Yuzhen. It's a flower name. I can't use my previous name."

While combing Shen Qing's messy and tangled hair, Yuzhen whispered to herself:
"I grew up listening to the stories of Taiwei Shen. If there were no accidents, maybe you and I should have known each other long ago."

"Thanks to your elder brother, my life here was quite satisfactory, and I have gained a firm foothold these years."

Shen Qing didn't speak, and slowly relaxed his muscles and bones, the chill caused by the night wind gradually dissipated, and his whole body felt comfortable.

Seeing that she kept silent, Yu Zhen didn't care, but just talked about the past.

Yuzhen's father, who used to be the servant of the third-rank household department in the official residence, was eventually beheaded for corruption and bribery. According to her, her father was just a scapegoat for others, and it was an act of cutting off his wrists to survive.

When you enter the officialdom and hold an important position, even if you don't want to be greedy, someone will force money into your hands. This is the case in the world, and it is normal to follow the crowd.

Before the family broke down, Yuzhen met Shen Qing's elder brother, Shen Yangshan, and had some friendship. After being sent to the Jiaofang Division, she also received a lot of care from Shen Yangshan, so that she would not be tortured too badly.

To be sent to this place as a sinner is like going to purgatory, even the status of ordinary official prostitutes is inferior to that of ordinary official prostitutes. Facing the wives and daughters of former colleagues, the bestial behavior of those high officials and dignitaries becomes more and more brutal.

After a long while, after finally catching the lice and smoothing her long hair, Yuzhen breathed a sigh of relief, dried her hands, and turned around to tidy up her clothes.

As soon as she opened the second layer, she saw half of the yellowish heartbroken grass.

After a little hesitation, he turned around and glanced at Shen Qing in the bathtub, Yuzhen put the clothes back, picked up the prison clothes beside him and walked out the door.

"You can wear your own clothes, I'll wait for you outside."

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After a while, Shen Qing tidied up and left the bathroom.

Yu Zhen looked preoccupied, and led the way without saying a word, turned left and right, and led Shen Qing to a side room at the back of the courtyard.

Lighted the lamp, made the bed, and before going out, Yuzhen finally couldn't bear it, and turned around to persuade:
"Don't do stupid things, as long as you can survive, there will always be a turning point."

Shen Qing felt a little confused for a moment, but she still nodded and replied: "Thank you, Sister Yuzhen, I regret my life."

Seeing that her expression did not seem to be fake, Yuzhen just left in doubt.

Not long after Yu Zhen left, the door was pushed open again.

Wearing a green shirt, Zhao Nuo stepped into the room with a bag in his hand, and before Shen Qing could speak, he pressed his finger from the air to freeze her figure.

"excuse me."

Zhao Nuo said something casually, lifted Shen Qing up with one hand a bit roughly, and dragged him onto the bed, then leaned over and opened the bag in his hand, which was full of bottles and cans, as well as a few rolls of white gauze.

"Don't worry, I'm very skilled and won't hurt you too much."

While speaking, he had already taken out a dagger from his bosom, and the icy-cold blade was on his body, breaking the four tendons connecting Shen Qingguan's hands and feet with just a few snaps of his fingers.

The bed sheet was stained red with blood, Shen Qing's eyes widened involuntarily due to the severe pain, Zhao Nuo's movements did not stop, he wiped the dagger methodically with white gauze, and then turned his palm, imprinting on Shen Qing's dantian.

An extremely domineering internal force invaded Shen Qing's body, and the meager internal force that was originally entrenched in the dantian was scattered in all directions, and the whole body's energy channels were torn apart, turning into a mess.

"No wonder the prince and grandson who wants to be your first benefactor can line up to the palace from now on."

Seeing Shen Qing's exquisite flushed face, Zhao Nuo smiled faintly, and reached out to wipe off the thin sweat on her forehead.

After finishing all this, Zhao Nuo took out the needle and thread, and carefully connected Shen Qing's severed tendon, then applied medicine and bandaged the wound.

"We have a long way to go..."

After finishing this, he walked to the table, touched the teapot on the table, and couldn't help but clicked: "It's cold."

Before leaving, Zhao Nuo thoughtfully covered Shen Qing with a quilt, turned off the oil lamp, and then left slowly.

Half an hour later, the acupoints were automatically unlocked, Shen Qing took a light breath of cold air, the muscles on her hands and legs twitched involuntarily due to the severe pain, the thoughts in her mind turned, and she began to think about the future.

Now that her tendons have been picked, her energy channels have been messed up, and she is almost crippled. The situation is too dangerous. If she wants to survive these 11 years, she must come up with a good strategy to protect herself.

It was midnight, Shen Qing was too exhausted, coupled with blood loss, before he knew it, he fell asleep in thought.

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"Shen Qing..."

In a burst of calling, Shen Qing slowly opened her eyes, subconsciously wanted to get up, but was held down by Yu Zhen.

"Don't move, watch out for the wound to burst..."

Yuzhen looked gloomy, with a little guilt: "Sorry, I can't help you."

Zhao Nuo is the deputy envoy of the Jiaofang Division. Although he is only from the sixth grade, he is able to cover the sky with his hands on the three-acre land of the Jiaofang Division. The wealth and lives of these official prostitutes are just a matter of his words.

"My sister is serious."

Shen Qing smiled, glanced at the noon sky outside, and suppressed the shock in his eyes.

The wounds on the wrists and ankles can no longer feel any pain, and they can move freely, and even the Qi channels in the body have been straightened out.

Just like the wound that cut her wrist at that time, it was a serious injury that could cripple a person, but within one night, she had already recovered, but her body was a little cold, which was exactly the same as when she just got out of the prison yesterday...

This terrifying resilience made Shen Qing overjoyed, and in this way, she had greater confidence in what she was about to do.

"Sister, I want to ask you something."

"I'll help you with everything I can. Drink the soup first." Yu Zhen helped Shen Qing sit up, and turned around to bring a cup of medicinal food from the table.

After finishing the medicinal diet, Shen Qing calmed down and asked tentatively, "Can you get me some red mercury?"

"What do you want that thing for?" Yu Zhen was a little puzzled, except for those wandering Taoist priests who like to use red mercury to make alchemy, ordinary people don't really need that kind of thing.

"I have my own use, please help me, sister." Shen Qing begged: "In addition to red mercury, I also need some rouge and gouache."

"It's a small matter, I'll bring it to you in the evening, you should have a good rest." Yu Zhen nodded in agreement, and helped Shen Qing to lie down again.

At night, Shen Qing didn't wait for Yuzhen, but Zhao Nuo.

"Miss Shen really loves beauty. At this stage, I still think about rouge and gouache, but I don't know what the red mercury is for?"

After entering the room, Zhao Nuo casually put the bundle on the table and untied it, revealing a pile of ceramic vials.

"I heard from my father that red mercury can cure bedsores and scabies. Now that I'm a disabled person, I lie in bed all day, just in case."

Regarding this situation, Shen Qing had expected it a long time ago, and gave an explanation without haste, with a normal expression.

She herself never wanted to hide it from Zhao Nuo. Judging from the interception and killing she encountered on the road and Zhao Nuo's previous actions, she is afraid that there are a lot of eyes on her, whether open or dark, and it is impossible to hide any trouble. into Zhao Nuo's eyes.

"Miss Shen knows how to plan ahead."

Hearing this, although Zhao Nuo was still a little suspicious, he didn't ask any more questions. Before leaving, he subconsciously touched the teapot on the table, and frowned again when he saw that it felt cold.

Seeing this scene, Shen Qing's eyes gradually darkened.

(End of this chapter)