In early spring and March, spring-like green buds appeared on the branches of pear trees outside the courtyard, and clusters of pear pollen were as white as snow.
Beauty is beauty, but when the spring is cold and the north wind blows, the petals fall to the ground one after another.
It was cold last night, and this morning the water in the big blue-black tank under the eaves was covered with ice.
The suddenly cold weather caused a lot of snow on the branches, and even the charcoal basins that had been removed from the house were relit.
But no matter how hot the charcoal is, it can't warm Shiqing's cold heart at this moment.
She is going to die soon.
The day before yesterday, she was just in high school to play horses and parade through the streets, and today she entered the countdown to her life.
Both the great joy and the great sorrow of life have been overtaken by her, and it is not too much to say mmp.
Shi Qing sat on the bed with his head in his hands, feeling that maybe the way he got up this morning was wrong.
Unwillingly, she closed her eyes and opened them again. Apart from the light blue bed curtain, what she couldn't get rid of was the cold and ruthless transparent panel.
Name: Shi Qing
Age: 17
Identity: Cannon fodder
She's not even a supporting actress!
These are not important, the most important thing is the last blood bar called "life".
The blood volume bottomed out, leaving only a thin layer of blood skin.
The red one is particularly conspicuous, and the red one makes people panic.
At best, it can last for two days, at worst, it may be one or two hours.
Shi Qing pulled her hair, bent down in despair and buried her face in the quilt, breathing heavily.
Why did I see this panel? It all started when she got divorced yesterday.
Shiqing's mother Shiju met a good friend Shen Yuan when she went to Beijing to rush for the exam. The two hit it off as friends and agreed to have a child in the future to be their in-laws.
Later, both of them entered the court as they wished.
Shen Yuan's luck was even better. Because she was devoted to studying and hadn't married a husband, and she had a good-looking skin, she was married to her by the eldest prince who was still a prince at that time.
A year later, Shiju's family gave birth to a daughter, Shiqing.
The eldest prince gave birth to a son, one year younger than her named Shen Yu.
Although the marriage between the two families was a verbal agreement, it just so happened that one woman and one man belonged to each other because of fate, and the news spread in the capital like this.
Outsiders say that Shi Qing is now the second place in high school, and may marry the young master of the Shen family someday.
Fame and beauties are all there, and the entire capital is simply envied.
However, the facts do not match the rumors.
Years have passed, the situation in the court has changed, and the spirit and compassion of the past have gradually faded due to the reality. The Shi and Shen families have long since ceased private contact.
Besides, the eldest prince has a high spirit, and he is only sixteen years old, sombre, cold, self-sufficient and capable of not losing to a woman. Naturally, the eldest prince is not willing to let his son marry an ordinary Tanhua.
Yesterday, taking advantage of Shi's family hosting a banquet, the eldest prince specially prepared generous gifts and came over.
Everyone in Shi's family thought that he came to discuss marriage, but old man Shi came out to greet him in person leaning on a cane.
As a result, the family came to divorce.
Although the words are not so straightforward, but that is what it means.
"Although the two children, Qing'er and Yu'er, haven't met each other a few times, Yu'er treats her like a sister in her heart. Taking advantage of Qing'er's happy day, it's better for you and me to formally recognize each other as relatives. It's a family."
Good guy, with two thin lips, a few words can turn the relationship between fiancée and husband into a deep love between siblings.
There happened to be a lot of people yesterday, and the news of Shi Qing's divorced marriage spread throughout the capital as if he had grown wings.
Tanhua, who was handpicked by the emperor, was divorced by the Shen family, and Shi Qing became the laughing stock of the capital overnight.
The fame is still there, but Fu Lang is gone.
It was the moment when Shi Qing was divorced, and the plot was activated.
It was only then that Shi Qing realized that he was a cannon fodder in "The Concubine's Counterattack", a tool to promote the plot.
And depression is the white moonlight in the heart of the heroine and heroine Chang Shu in the book.
Interestingly, Chang Shu is the champion of this session.
The cannon fodder in the book, Shi Qing, loses face because of being divorced, and in the later stage, he actually wants to take advantage of the spring outing to rape and be depressed.
The result was of course unsuccessful.
Shen Yu was rescued by the heroine, and the relationship between the two germinated a small flame of love, laying the foundation for the future giant ship.
Shi Qing was even worse.
Her mother was suspended at home because of this incident, and she also lost her fame and title. Since then, she has embarked on the road of blackening, dedicated to adding obstacles to the heroine, and finally was accused of treason by the heroine, who is an extremely powerful minister, and hung it on the wall for exposure Seven days and seven nights.
The kind that no one asked her if she knew something was wrong.
In the book, Shi Qing's ending is to be thirsty to death, and Shi's family's end is even more tragic.
There are still remnants of the festive celebration outside yesterday, and the red lanterns hanging in the yard have not had time to be taken down.
The big girl Mihe, who was supposed to help her get up and wash up, is now arguing with someone, and every word and every word is heard clearly in Shiqing's ears.
"It's not that my master's engagement was terminated, it's because he recognized a godbrother. Your ears were cut off to cook yesterday. You didn't hear what the eldest prince said so clearly?"
"In the future, I will hear you chewing on the root of your master's tongue. Be careful that I will cut off your tongue with a knife!"
Mihe can't do anything else, except for being pungent and protecting the Lord, she won't listen to anyone saying anything bad about her.
Shi Qing's eyes were empty, his heart was sour, and he suddenly felt aggrieved and uncomfortable, like a layer of cotton wool soaked in water, tightly stuck to his heart, so blocked that he couldn't breathe out.
In her previous life, she had been an honest and honest animal, had no father or mother, and died within two years of her graduation.
Now it is hard to have this chance to survive again, so I cherish it all the more.
In the past few years, she not only had to adapt to this society of women, but also had to re-learn.
Now that she had finally passed the exam, she was declared about to die before she could be happy.
Life just gave such a little bit of sweetness, but just as I was about to put it in my mouth, I was knocked down by fate.
The mud that dripped and rolled around was so dirty that the original color could not be seen.
The noise of the quarrel outside continued, and the noise sounded like Jinzhan, a girl in the old man's yard.
The other party is yin and yang.
"Because the little master was divorced, the old lady stayed up all night last night, but she, the master, slept soundly and didn't care about other people's face."
Normally, Shi Qing would bear it in order to be a good boy.
Today she directly lifted the quilt and went to the ground, strode out of the room, and lifted the thick cloth curtain at the door with a "shua".
She came out barefoot and looked at Jinzhan with serious eyes.
Shi Qing's appearance resembles her father sixty percent, bright and beautiful, except for a pair of peach blossom eyes that look like a smile but not a smile are the same as her mother's.
If it wasn't for being so good-looking, she wouldn't have been hand-picked as Tanhua.
Who doesn't know that Tanhua has always been the best-looking among the top three over the years.
In the past, Shi Qing's eyes always had a three-point smile, and he seemed easy to get along with. Now his face is cold, the smile in his eyes has faded, and his momentum is down, which is actually a little scary.
When did Jinzhan see this expression, she shivered in fright, "Little master."
"What's the noise?" Shi Qing asked.
When Mihe met Shiqing, she came out barefoot in a thin coat, and without thinking about anything else, she quickly opened the thick cloth curtain to block the wind and went in to get a cloak and shoes.
Jinzhan bowed vainly, "The old master sent me to ask if the young master is awake."
"Will I wake up, can you not see?" Shi Qing raised his eyelids, and said in a bad tone, "Even if you couldn't see it just now, you can see it now, right?"
She hasn't had a good life for two days, and she is still talking to you about etiquette, justice, benevolence, wisdom and trustworthiness
Jinzhan was stunned for a moment.
The wind blows in the early morning, mixed with the coolness of late winter and early spring, rushing towards the face, when it was freezing, Qing shivered.
She turned around and walked inside.
Maybe it was because she had such a good temper in the past, Jinzhan even put her arm across to stop her, "The old man let you live..."
"Snapped-"
A crisp slap hit Jinzhan's face, interrupting what she hadn't finished speaking.
Shi Qing's palms were numb, his fingers slowly tightened and hung by his side, and he stared coldly at Jinzhan, "You stop me?"
She sneered, "How dare you stop me?"
Ever since she heard her and Mihe yin and yang in the room say that she was divorced, Shi Qing's chest was on fire.
With a slap, the clear and crisp sound seemed to be sent out together with the depression in the morning, which made me feel very happy.
She is going to die, so she doesn't hold back herself.
Not to mention Jinzhan, even if the old man came over, she would not look good.
She doesn't wait on whoever she loves.
Can the left and right ending be worse than hanging on the wall to die of thirst
Shi Qing went straight into the room, and deliberately bumped Jinzhan's arm with his shoulder when passing by, "Next time you come to this courtyard, show me some respect."
Shi Qing glanced sideways at her, coldly, "Remember, I am the master."
Just like Jinzhan, those who didn't know thought she was the granddaughter of the old man. Relying on my grandfather to serve the old man for many years, I really don't think of myself as a slave anymore.
Jinzhan covered his face and lowered his head, his eyes flickered, and he answered "yes" in a low voice, but he didn't see the haughty look just now.
When Mihe ran out with her thick cloak in her arms and her shoes, she happened to see this scene and almost cried out in excitement.
"Why just slap her, Jinzhan's dog mouth that can't spit out ivory, you have to slap her with both hands!"
Anyway, she's going to sue when she goes back, so it's better to slap her twice now.
Mihe regretted it to death, why didn't she do it.
"Quick, quick, quick, pour me a cup of hot water."
Shi Qingdong climbed onto the bed tremblingly, wrapped up the quilt tightly and sat down cross-legged, his lips curled up, "I'm so cold."
Now all over her body is only faintly numb with the burning heat from the palm that slapped Jinzhan just now.
Shi Qing sniffed and looked at his red palms.
Cool!
So cool!
This is what it feels like to lose your temper!
She has been wearing it for four or five years, and the original owner died of illness. Since Shi Qing wore it, she has been cautious and dare not stand out, for fear that she will look out of tune with this world and be regarded as a different kind.
After all, in her society, the technology for men to have children has not yet been developed, but here, men should have children.
Looking around, it was all male mothers with pregnant bellies and cubs.
Shi Qing has never seen this kind of world before. He has lived with his hands tied all these years, but now he feels a little bit of a taste when he is about to die.
Isn't it just hanging on the wall
Shi Qing held the steaming teacup in both hands, his eyes were shining brightly.
If she is having a hard time, then everyone should not be comfortable!
"Little, little master." Mihe suddenly met Shang Shiqing's gaze, and took a breath in surprise, "When you raised your eyes just now, you looked as good-looking as a fairy."
Shi Qing has a gorgeous appearance, which is suitable for showing off and stretching his eyebrows wantonly in the sun.
It was she who lived too carefully, so that the pearl was covered with a layer of black veil, and she nodded and lowered her eyebrows to cover up the original brilliance.
In the world of female venerables, it is common to praise men only to praise their looks, and describe the other party as looking like a Luoshen, who is shockingly beautiful.
But who doesn't love beauty in his heart
Shi Qing felt comfortable being praised by Mi He, and took a sip of tea.
Even if she died, she would have to put on a beautiful shroud and lie down in the best coffin before she died.
From now on, if she is wronged, no one can wrong herself.
"Let's go out for a while." Shi Qing said to Mi He, "It's time to get the hairpin that I customized for Dad before. I'll give it to him in advance for his birthday tomorrow."
Shi Qing's heart was sore, she finally got such a loving father, if she couldn't make it to tomorrow, at least she would give him a thought.
"Okay." Mihe cheerfully opened the closet to choose clothes for Shi Qing, chattering non-stop.
"If you want me to say that you should go out for a while, let those who think that you are depressed after being divorced take a good look at it, my little master, today's Tanhua appointed by the Holy Spirit, how can there be fewer men?"
Listen to this!
Shi Qing picked out a bright red dress, a color she hadn't dared to try before, but unexpectedly it fit.
The bright colors make the panel dull and transparent, covering the life bar with a sense of urgency.
The only downside is that the embroidery of this dress is so-so, and the golden moiré pattern on the sleeves of the skirt looks like balls of wool, which is not aesthetically pleasing.
"Little master, when it comes to embroiderers, it is natural to mention Yun's family. I heard that her little master, Yun Zhi, is good at peony embroidery."
Shi Qing didn't know about these things, or they hadn't been locked up at all before.
Yunzhi, right
Shi Qing remembered.
Very good, the peonies on the shroud will be handed over to him.