People looked at this empty-eyed, dull-faced woman with strange eyes, she walked in an extremely strange way, her steps were clumsy and funny, and her whole body exuded a cold aura from hell.

People didn't dare to approach her, and no shopkeeper dared to ask for her.

The lake reflects her figure.

The already thin body was skinny, the cheeks were sunken, and a pair of eyes looked a little bigger on the palm-sized face.

Dirty sludge splattered on her dress, dried into mud, and then fell and then stained with new dust, which had the advantage of hiding the mottled blood on her clothes.

One of her shoes fell off as she climbed out of the mass grave, and blood seeped from her unrecognizable stockings.

At this time, Yin Qingqi is probably even the poorest family in Yinzhou Mansion, and she is a little better than her.

Half a month after arriving in Yinzhou Mansion, Yin Qingqi couldn't find a job, so she had no choice but to beg along the street with the beggars in the streets and alleys.

Later, Yin Qingqi grabbed food with the wild children in the broken temple outside the city, Rao is an adult woman, but because of her hands and feet, there are times when she can't rob the children.

The peasant women in the suburbs recognized her and felt that she was very pitiful, and when there was surplus food at home, they would quietly bring her the leftover food from the family.

When I met Xue Tan, it was the dusk when the peasant woman gave Yin Qingqi food.

Yin Qingqi held his broken bowl, looking around for a hidden place to enjoy this rare dinner, the bloody sunset paved the bluestone pavement, and the narrow alley by the river was sparsely populated, but at this time there was a person lying sideways.

Like a dead body, half of the man's body hung down into the water, and the other half of his body was still on the shore, as if he would fall into the river if he turned over.

Yin Qingqi passed by silently, determined not to meddle in things, and suddenly a rush of wine smell came to his nose.

She couldn't help frowning, if she drowned while drunk, she was afraid that she would die.

Yin Qingqi was originally a mud bodhisattva who crossed the river and could not protect himself, but after taking two steps, he sighed secretly and turned back.

Now that she has seen it, if she turns a blind eye again, then she is an indirect murderer, and she doesn't want to bear extra human lives.

When he got closer, Yin Qingqi's eyes flashed with amazement.

Back then, the second lady of the Hou Mansion was also a popular figure in Beijing, what kind of handsome son had not been seen, but no one could get into her eyes, but Qi Yuan was the only one who could get into her heart.

The man in front of him was sleeping with a handsome face, and the setting sun fell on his deep side face, and his facial features seemed to be gilded with a layer of gold.

Look at him again in a gorgeous costume and jade ornaments, not a drunken man in the market, but like the son of a big family, he has a jade pendant on his waist, and the word "Xue" on it shows a secret identity symbol.

Yin Qingqi couldn't use her strength with her hands and feet, she took a lot of effort, and wiped the fine sweat that gradually oozes from her forehead, before dragging the tall Xue Gongzi back to the alley on the shore a little far from the river.

Despite a lot of tossing, Xue Gongzi still slept like a dead pig.

Yin Qingqi placed him against the wall, got up and waved his hand casually, and was about to turn around and leave, but there was an inopportune sound of "poof" behind him, and the muffled sound of flesh hitting the ground sounded at an inopportune time.

When he turned around, the man softened into a puddle of mud and fell to the ground.

"It's easy for you to catch a cold." She didn't care if the other party could hear him, she walked over and helped him up.

Just as she was about to get up, the person who had been sleeping to death suddenly stretched out his big hand, grabbed Yin Qingqi's forearm, and with a slight pull, Yin Qingqi fell into the lean arm, a heavy head fell on her shoulder, and the good-looking thin lips ordered dissatisfiedly: "Don't move!" ”

Yin Qingqi reacted, she was used as a pillow and relied on?

"Fu'er, Hongyu, don't go, let me touch your little waist—" The man laughed wickedly again in his dream.

Yin Qingqi was speechless, and the corners of her mouth twitched.

It turned out to be a prodigal son.

The night passed.

Yin Qingqi opened his eyes again, and the handsome face in front of him was magnified, with a flirtatious smile, "You're awake." ”

The torture and humiliation of three years have worn away Yin Qingqi's charm and arrogance, and her first reaction is to hang her head, avoiding the man's gaze, and only after a while can she explain the current situation.

How shrewd the man was, seeing that she was sleeping soundly and almost falling down the edge of the wall, he reached out and helped her, and only lightly put it on her wrist, and knew that her tendons had been broken, and although she had been reconnected, she could never return to her former actions.

Out of curiosity, he probed her ankle again, and as expected, the woman's tendons were all broken.

What kind of woman would have such a painful experience?

And what has she been through?

His eyes darkened, revealing an incomprehensible interest.

"My name is Xue Tan." The man winked at her.

Yin Qingqi didn't plan to do much, nor did he plan to make friends with people, nodded silently, got up and wanted to leave, but was stopped by Xue Tan.

He touched his stomach casually, "I'm hungry, let's go, let's go have a good meal." ”

He saw the little broken bowl she carried in her pocket, the little broken bowl was clean, and he remembered that yesterday he was drunk and dazed, and seemed to see a thin and delicate body snatching the head of the nest with a group of wild children to eat, which should have been offered by the petitioner in front of the shrine, and had mildew.

Yin Qingqi's footsteps paused, and the flickering emotion in his eyes made Xue Tan shake his head, "Childe...... Is it repaying the favor, or is it charity? ”

The arrogance in a person's bones cannot be erased.

She was really not ambiguous at all, the corners of Xue Tan's mouth hooked, and Hang Erlang said: "Save people to the end, send Buddha to the west, I'm dying of hunger now, do you want to save me?" ”

Yin Qingqi was stunned, what kind of crooked reason.

And she has no money, she herself is about to starve to death, how can she manage him, this Xue Gongzi doesn't have any eyesight.

Before Yin Qingqi refused, Xue Tan had already put on Yin Qingqi's shoulders familiarly, unlike others who thought her shabby and dirty, so he couldn't help but take her out of the alley, and chattered: "After last night, we also have a dew relationship, don't call me Xue Gongzi in the future, let's call me Xue Tan." ”

The corners of Yin Qingqi's mouth twitched again.

That night last night?

Dewy love?

Whatever, she's just lending herself to him as a pillow.

Xue Tan said to himself: "Let me tell you, the Jinghong Pavilion in the East City is beautiful, the dancing is beautiful, the wine and coriander are fresh, one word, ecstasy!" ”

Yin Qingqi is not defenseless against strangers, but now she is down, there is nothing to covet and deceive others, hungry days, Yin Qingqi even hopes that someone will take her away and sell her home, even if she is a slave, at least she has a bite to eat, but even the traffickers don't bother to tie her up.

Today's Yin Qingqi is worthless.