Bai Weiwei glared at him a little embarrassed, then turned around and left immediately, and said fiercely to the little servant, "If you don't allow him to eat, let him, let him..."
Her tongue became awkward, and she stomped her feet in annoyance.
"Let him die."
This was said in a hurry and annoyance.
It seems like the arrogance of the younger daughter's family, but she doesn't feel vicious.
After that, Bai Weiwei left in a hurry.
I'm afraid that if I stay for one more second, I will regret it.
Qi Chimu was pushed into the firewood room by Bai Weiwei and locked up.
The woodshed is colder than his shabby house.
The cold wind, mixed with cold snow, blew in from the gaps in the planks.
His lips were a little pale, and he sat on the haystack with an expressionless face.
Since there was nothing to do, he could only hold a wooden stick and start writing on the ground.
It's all about murdering people.
If I knew earlier, I should have solved Bai Weiwei first.
After all, the more she delays, the more likely she is to say something about that wealth.
With Qi Chimu's current strength, he can only secretly hide in the dark to plan.
If he was directly exposed in front of the Bai family, he was a scholar with no strength, and no amount of tactics could match his fists and four legs.
Qi Chimu remembered what happened before his rebirth, when he was also locked in the woodshed.
But it wasn't because of pushing Bai Weiwei into the water.
It was he who resisted wearing women's clothes and dressing her up.
He was imprisoned for five days, and the weather was freezing cold. After he came out, he lost half of his life. The coldness in his bones was also acquired at that time.
I didn't expect to be born again, and still repeat the experience of the previous life.
Qi Chimu smiled coldly, not feeling scared.
The stick in his hand stopped, and a sinister plan had been formed.
It was for Bai Weiwei.
When he came out of the woodshed, it would be the Lantern Festival in a few days.
This is a festival spread from the palace.
On the day of viewing the lanterns, the female relatives of the family will go out to play.
Qi Chimu stared at the ground coldly, pressing down the weak and strange emotion in his heart.
Can no longer be indecisive like in the pool.
After making a plan, Qi Chimu felt cold and hungry.
He stretched out his arms and hugged him, thinking about Bai Weiwei's damn face when he was uncomfortable.
White and tender, like a white plum blossom in ice and snow, with a hint of red.
Obviously it should be a vicious mind, but his eyes are clear to the end, and there is no turbidity.
The face is also round, like a glutinous rice dumpling, how can there be a bit of bitterness.
In the last life, the chin was still a little sharp, not as harmless as this life.
And it seems to look better than in previous life.
Qi Chimu suddenly stopped his thoughts.
He missed her in order to strengthen his disgust for her, and by the way, imagine how ugly she died.
The more you think about it, the more wrong it is.
Qi Chimu gritted his teeth and snorted coldly, then leaned against the corner of the firewood house, but didn't dare to think about it.
After a long boil, no one came to deliver the food.
Qi Chimu was cold and hungry, staring at the firewood like a lone wolf.
He also had a fire stick hidden in his sleeve.
If he really couldn't survive, burning the woodshed would be a way to survive.
Just thinking about it, there was a sound of someone walking past.
It was a few maids, passing the firewood house.
A maid couldn't help but ask: "Miss, why did you keep that Qi Chimu in the firewood room? I heard that the servant in the big kitchen is coming to get some firewood to burn the stove."
Another said: "I don't know, even the madam doesn't agree with the young lady doing this right away. After all, she has just been rescued. The madam said that she would make him suffer, so she is not in a hurry. It will not be too late to close it after a while."