My Crown Prince Consort Is a Firecracker!

"Ah Xin, look. That little waste learned that you were injured, and he copied the Sutra carefully. Wheezing. " Shi Yongqian raised her small hand, covered her mouth with a veil, and a faint sneer flashed in her eyes.

"How funny it is, ah Xin."

Qin Xin stood at the door indifferently, looking at the scene in the room coldly.

The woman who can't move her limbs, only her head can rotate slightly.

She was biting the pen with her mouth, writing the Scriptures word for word.

"Do you think it's funny? It's a waste that can only lie down, but also wants to earn performance in front of you."

"I'm tired of the little maid around me. I have to grind and wipe her sweat from time to time, turn the pages and spread the paper."

"She may just be looking for something to do."

After all, I've been lying there all the time and I can't do anything. For the girl who has everything to do, it's too decadent.

Shi Yongqian chuckled and covered her mouth with a veil.

Qin Xin glanced at her. She didn't know what was funny about it.

"Ah Xin, are you really interested in such a small waste?"

"Jokes." Qin Xin is very impatient with this woman's feeble exploration.

"Hee hee, but you see, after you save her, she seems to regard you as the heaven, thinking of you in everything."

"She's just a little pet I picked up at home." Qin Xin left this sentence and wanted to turn around and leave.

Shi Yongqian smiled and stepped forward two steps, reaching out to stop him. "Ah Xin, you wait."

She stamped her feet in a coquettish way. "I think you're tired of the little pet you picked up. I don't like her transcribing the Sutra for you. "

"What do you want." Recently, my father has been drawing on the donor's family.

In order to make Miss Shi Er happy, Qin Xin is willing to coax her a little.

"I'm looking out of my way." "How about I tear the Sutra?" said Miss Shi, with a smile.

Qin Xin does not know why, in the heart unexpectedly heavy one jump, then the facial expression says this life most regrets two words, "follows you."

The tree felt that copying the Sutra of peace made people very happy.

Because at last she had something else to do. She didn't have to lie there day and night, staring at the ceiling.

At last, she can get a little fun from transcribing. No, it's power.

When Miss Shi Er and others kicked her out of the house and rushed in, arbor didn't know what happened.

Until Shi Yongqian's side, the two extremely vicious girls, kicked the inkstone at her hand, and stepped on the stack of paper with one foot.

Only then did she react, and Miss Shi Er came to find fault again.

These days, she is always running to find fault, looking at her nose is not nose, eyes are not eyes.

Now she is hiding in the room, quietly copying the Sutra of peace, which is also in her way?

Looking at being trampled on with their feet, they severely crushed a few times. The broken and cracked stack of scriptures made the tree feel a little sad.

That's what she spent a lot of time writing word for word.

I haven't been able to do such a meaningful thing for a long time.

Aunt Hui rushed to help her, but she was whipped in the back by Miss Shi Er. She fell to the ground and couldn't get up again.

"Aunt Hui, aunt Hui." The tree cried out in some consternation.

"It's noisy." Shi Yongqian said coldly, "a little insect dare to make such a harsh voice, teach her well."

Two evil servant girls came up with a bad intention, and one kicked the tree's stomach.

Another squatted down, grabbed the dead and yellow hair of the tree, reached for a powder bag, and poured it into her mouth.

The acrid and bitter feeling fills the throat.

"Cough, cough." The tree coughed heavily.

She used to have a clear voice and became hoarse. Every word she said seemed to roll over the point of a knife, which was especially painful.

"Enough!" Qin Xin frowns and drags Shi Yongqian away from the tree.

It turned out that he was standing at the door all the time, looking at what happened in front of him.

The slightly warm heart of the tree sank a little bit.

Sure enough, she is just a little wretch picked up by the young master.

It's funny, but she still has strange fantasies.

Always think that this person can treat himself as a normal person.Well, it was just a fancy.

……

Since being sent to Xichuan by Shi Yongqian.

I was determined to die, but I didn't die in the end.

In the next few days, Prince Qin Er looked at her all the time as if she were sick, and was careful of her suicide.

What else can a poor little bug, whose face and head can't move, do?

She didn't know why Qin Xin was always by her side, saying what she had been saying, but she couldn't hear a word.

As her health improved, one day her fingers suddenly moved.

One day, the second childe was very happy to hold her hand and said softly to her, "Little Joe, you are getting well soon. When your wrist moves, can I have a copy of the Sutra? "

The tree did not speak, and its eyes were dead.

Several days later, she was able to bȧrėly walk a few steps against the wall.

The second childe happily took the paper and pen to her, helped her to sit down at the table, "Xiao Qiao, you copy it."

Half an hour later, the tree did not move.

After an hour, she remained the same.

Copy something as ridiculous as the Sutra.

The word "ping an" has been far away from her.

She should stop asking for such extravagant things.

Anyway, there is no well-being and happiness for a long time

That day, arbor did not know, Qin Xin stood beside her, dazed for a long time.

I don't know when I woke up.

She went up and tried to pick her up and put her in bed.

But she still rejected his approach in her dream.

Young master Er knows that many things, when you want to look back, maybe you can't look back.

But he was still reluctant. Trying to get it back.

When I dream back all night, I occasionally think that if I had not treated her like this, would everything be different.

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