Pulling out the wooden hairpin on his head, Hanshuang threw herself at Shan Lai, the despair and determination in her eyes finally changed Shan Lai's expression.
She still has a lot to do, she will be able to climb out of this fire pit in no time, and she can slowly plan to find revenge from those people. She can't die! She doesn't want to die!
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The sound of sharp weapons pierced into flesh and blood was close to my ears.
Shan Lai's eyes widened, and she clearly felt the pain from her heart. In front of her, the unconcealed hatred burst out of the maid's eyes, which made her chill.
Hanshuang smiled, and her limbs suddenly felt painful. She knew that she would die soon, but before she died, she could avenge herself by herself and make an end to the humiliation she had suffered over the past year. She also died. Stare.
The wooden hairpin was pierced in his hand.
The dazzling red shot all around and fell.
A pair of dead and hollow eyes watched this scene quietly beside him. Red plum splashed on his little face, warm and fishy, he didn't know how to wipe it.
Let the red splash into his eyes, and the world becomes red all over the place.
Without blinking, he watched the two people in front of him fall.
A dark shadow appeared outside the house, and soon disappeared.
After a while, fierce fighting sounded again.
When Qian Wanjin and Shi Xianrou rushed over, the scene before them shook their hearts.
There was blood all over the floor in the dim and smelly room.
The little baby was sitting quietly in a pool of blood.
They came after receiving a signal from their subordinates, and they hadn't even walked back to the inn where they were staying.
Neither of them expected, it was just a matter of turning around that things would change drastically.
There had just been a fight in the yard. Someone wanted to enter the house and take the little baby away, but was stopped by another group of people. Qian Wanjin guessed that it should be a handsome man.
Outside the yard, there were a lot of people watching the excitement, noisy, everyone's eyes showed contempt and indifference, and dislike for this place.
And the sitting little baby seemed ignorant of what was happening outside.
"Take, take him, go... Take care... Thanks... Thanks..." In the pool of blood, the frosty air was like gossamer, and the corners of the eyes were smooth.
She once loved Little Wawa so much, and once angered him because she hated him too much. In the end, she found that the only thing she couldn't let go of was this doll.
Perhaps it was because they had been with each other in the most painful days.
Maybe it was because he wiped her tears when she was crying desperately.
Kill Shan Lai and die together. This is the last thing she can do for him and atone for her sins against him.
Hearing the almost silent words in the maid's mouth, Shi Xianrou immediately walked up to lift the person up, and quickly fed a pill into her mouth.
Whenever they go out, the most they have except silver is the emergency life-saving pill.
The two genius doctors in the family are not wasteful.
"Don't, save me... No, want to live..." The maid pulled her lips, a pale smile appeared at the corners of her mouth.
Dilapidated flowers and willows, all filthy, it's better to live than to die.
"Hold on. There are endless possibilities to live. If you die, there is really nothing left. You worry about that baby, take care of yourself." Shi Xianrou lifted the person sideways and walked out, "Little gold, take the baby with you." ."
"Yeah." Qian Wanjin silently stepped forward, hugged the little baby, and left.
Neither of them looked at another corpse on the ground that was already exasperated.
The little baby was nestled in Qian Wanjin's arms and looked back over the man's shoulders, watching the house farther and farther away from him.
The Qian Wanjin holding the baby made his face even more ugly.
The little guy in his arms had no weight at all, and his whole body was cold. The little hands and feet exposed outside the jacket were blue and purple with freezing. If it were not for blood stains on his face, the color of that little face would certainly not be any better.
Back at the inn, Xiao Er was instructed to bring hot water, Qian Wanjin immediately put the little baby into the bed.
This is the Great Northwest. It gets even colder in winter than the capital. There is a ragged jacket with cotton wool all over the body. It is a miracle that the baby did not freeze to death.
Shi Xianrou asked for an extra wing next door, put the maid on the bed, and then sat down by the bed.
She has a lot of questions to ask, but the current situation of the maid is not suitable for draining energy.
"Since I have saved you, I won't let you die in front of me. You really don't want to live. When you are done, you will go away to find your own death." Shi Xian said softly as his eyes fell on the tears that kept falling from the corner of the maid's eyes.
"I, dirty, bad..."
"There is still a conscience, which means there is still rescue. Sleeping, and when I wake up, I will take the baby, I won't." The maid's sleeping acupoint was smoothly ordered so that she would not talk too much.
I spent a few years mixing with 囡囡 and Xue Qinglian. Although she didn't know Gu very well, she at least knew something about it.
The maid had no trauma on her body, so it was probably Shanye who had poisoned her.
It just takes some time for the gu worms to strike a deadly attack, unlike poison that can kill them immediately, so when they arrived, the maid still had a sigh of relief.
His eyes fell on the maid’s scattered hair, Shi Xianrou’s eyes were condensed, and the wooden hairpin on his neck was gazing at the maid’s handwriting.
Unexpectedly, they had just negotiated terms with Shan Lai before, and Shan Lai died in the hands of the maid. Something must have happened.
If you want to know the truth, you can only ask after waiting for the maid to get better, and when your mood stabilizes a little bit.
They are not in a hurry.
"How about stone?" Qian Wanjin's voice came from outside the door.
"Fell asleep." Shi Xianrou got up and left the room, and went to the next door with Qian Wanjin to see the little baby lying on the bed.
The little one was stuffed into the quilt, only his head was exposed.
The blood on his face has been wiped clean, revealing a thin and sunken face, and a pair of eyes are black and big, almost occupying half of his cheeks.
On one side of the cheek, there are blood marks pinched out by the nails, which have been scabs.
While they were watching the little baby, the little baby was also watching them.
Looking at the stranger, there is no wave in the baby's eyes, not curious, not afraid, and very empty.
It feels like he is clearly looking at you, but you and everything around you have not entered his eyes.
Standing in front of him is that people are ghosts. It makes no difference to a little baby. He doesn't care, and he doesn't understand.
Qian Wanjin felt uncomfortable.
The three children in the family, edamame, croton, and red bean, have different temperaments, but no matter which one, their eyes are innocent, and they can see their brilliant smiling faces every day.
Lively, cute, and mischievous. Staying next to them can easily be infected with the happiness that emanates from them.
There are none of the traits that a little baby should have in this doll.
Even comparing him with Feng Qingbai when he was a child, Feng Qingbai was happier than him.
At least Feng Qingbai had a mother who loved him and protected him.
"Stone, let's go home tomorrow, I want to take him to the Liu Family Courtyard."
Holding the man's hand, Shi Xianrou smiled at him, "Okay."