Zheshu

Chapter 17 New hatred and old hatred
When Little Bean Sprouts came back, Shen Qing had already applied the medicine.Now that her appearance has almost been ruined, she is not worried about someone ruining her appearance again.

Little Bean Sprout smiled and raised the food box he brought back, and the big quilt in his arms. He didn't care about his wet hair and clothes. After putting down the things, he turned his head and began to clean up the small The woodshed is gone.

Seeing this, Shen Qing calmly sat down and started eating, she was really hungry.

After eating, she felt refreshed a lot, and was about to help Xiao Dou Sprout clean up the room together, but saw the dilapidated window was blown open by the cold wind, and the crumbling, dusty pot-bellied porcelain bottle on the side shelf also smashed down on Xiao Dou Sprout .

Shen Qing stepped forward quickly, grabbed the little bean sprouts with one hand, kicked the big porcelain bottle away with one foot, and managed to protect the little girl, but the splashed porcelain slices cut a bloody gash on the back of her hand.

"Take it easy." Shen Qing said with a faint smile, disapproving, but Xiao Bean Sprout quickly took out her handkerchief to bandage her.

Seeing this, Shen Qing originally wanted to ask something, but she realized that she was dumb, so she endured it, looked at the sky outside, moved her muscles and bones that were almost numb from pain, and said with a smile: "You will not be chased away by them." Come out and live in the firewood house with me?"

Upon hearing this, Little Bean Sprout bit her lip slightly and nodded.

Seeing this, Shen Qing looked at the bedding beside her, and patted her on the shoulder anyway: "Don't worry, this kind of life won't be too long."

Little Bean Sprout nodded, looked at the broken vase beside her, and then at Shen Qing's helpless look, her eyes were full of light.

The two managed to clear out the firewood shed, put together a few old tables, and built a bed next to it. After making the bedding, they planned to take a nap, but some people wanted them to live in peace.

"Where is the princess!"

The rough cry of the woman startled Little Bean Sprout, and she wrote the character 'horse' on Shen Qing's palm.

"Mr. Ma's daughter?" Shen Qing immediately thought of Mrs. Ma who was beaten to death by Nanny Zhou when she made things difficult for her in the laundry room, and she couldn't help having a headache.

Little Bean Sprout nodded, Shen Qing looked around, picked up a thick stick in his hand, and then came out, and saw Ma Xingfang, the daughter of Mrs. Ma, coming with a group of strong women .

Shen Qing slowly shook the stick in her hand with her hands behind her back, and said calmly, "Why are you looking for me?"

"What's the matter?" Ma Xingfang sneered, and raised her thin chin slightly like her mother's: "The servants are afraid that the princess will suffer in this small laundry room, so they come here to serve her." The mother-in-law also slammed the door shut tightly.

Shen Qing stood still, and continued: "You haven't forgotten that the slave bullied the master, what will happen to you?"

"The servant dare not forget!" Ma Xingfang gritted her teeth fiercely: "The third master came here today, fortunately he taught the servant some rules. The servant is afraid that the princess will not understand, so he came here to teach!" Shen Qing rushed over.

Ji Wuhuan was about to go out, but the laundryman ran over suddenly, with a panicked look on his face: "The prince is not well, the princess is fighting with a group of people!"

Ji Wuhuan's face was stern: "Dead?"

"almost……"

Seeing this, Ji Wuhuan frowned slightly, and looked at Sang Rou who was beside her: "Go and take a look, don't let her die for now."

Sang Rou responded softly, and after he left, she raised her eyes and looked at his back with complicated eyes.

(End of this chapter)