Thousand Face Demonic Concubine Chapter 44: Deadly ill

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The maid called the bell was also stunned, and suddenly yelled at the shopkeeper as if going crazy: "What are you talking about? My lady won't sing for you! You are my lady! What is it? You, you are shameless!"

"Huh, it's obviously coming out of the building, don't think you can't see it! Just letting you sing a song is already cheaper for you. If you don't want to sing, you will be rolling. Don't stop me from doing business here. , Drive people away!" The shopkeeper became irritated, and he was even more impatient to see the people onlookers pointing. As soon as he finished speaking, he immediately walked out of the embroidered village with two helpers, and pushed the maidservant's bell severely. The latter did not pay attention, and stepped back a few steps, and fell on the woman's wheelchair. The wheelchair instantly crumbled to the ground. , Both of them fell to the ground.

The woman fell heavily to the ground, seemingly hurt, and her face paler. The maid's bell was terrified. She quickly got up and was going to help the woman, but she didn't help her a few times, and the tears immediately rolled down: "Ouuuuu, miss, I didn't mean it, you have Didn’t hurt anything? The bell will take you to see the doctor..."

The woman reluctantly sat up on the ground, but suddenly coughed violently. She took out her veil and quickly covered her mouth. The heart-piercing cough made the faces of the people around her changed, and she couldn't help but beep. Muttered. When the shopkeeper looked at it, his expression immediately changed. Don't be a tuberculosis ghost, it's really unlucky! "Go away! Hurry up!" Only this time, no one went up and pushed, the shopkeeper snorted in disgust, and flung his sleeves and stared at the woman.

The woman's cough finally stopped, but her hand holding the kerchief did not let it down. Finally, he slowly curled the veil in his palm, but with that, Lou Qingwu still saw a flash of blood.

Blood? It seems that this woman has died soon.

I just glanced inadvertently again, falling on the sleeves of the woman's raised hand, and on a white wrist, revealing a string of rosary beads.

Old color, antique, very familiar...

Lou Qingwu's gaze suddenly stopped, and her squishy gaze slowly settled down, and finally became unfathomable.

The bell half-kneeled in front of the woman crying out of breath: "Miss, yes...the bell is useless, I can't even buy a wedding dress for you..." This is the last wish of the lady , But she was useless, and she was tired, Miss, she was really useless!

The woman touched the bell's head, shook her head, and tucked the veil into her arms, her voice still tactfully and empty, "I don't want to buy it, it's just a thought, there is no difference, there is no difference."

Everything is wrong, even if she puts on this wedding gown, she is not the same she was back then.

"But..."

"Go back." She just hated, hated herself for not being able to kill the person, hated herself, even at this point, still reading the agreement of the year, hahaha, herself...really stupid.

The woman lowered her eyes quietly, covering the blood in her eyes, but even if she hates and is unwilling, what revenge is she who is so useless now?

It's just tiring.

But, I'm really not reconciled... I am not reconciled to die like this, but that person can live freely and freely!

A dark shadow suddenly appeared in front of her eyes, covering the last ray of sunlight. The woman slowly raised her head and looked at the person standing in front of her. She was dressed in white, not stained with dust, and she should be a gentle woman, but she was a gentle woman. An atmosphere of dark hell. It was so dark that she could not spit out or swallow a puff of air in her chest.

She just suffocated herself like this. But before fainting, she inexplicably saw a dark shadow of dawn, which was slowly projected in front of her eyes, causing her mouth to gradually raise a smile.

Lou Qingwu looked at the suddenly fainting woman, raised her eyebrows, touched her veiled face, turned her head and glanced at Tang Er, "I'm so scary?"

Tang Er shook his head and didn't know how he would answer: "..."

"Take it back." Lou Qingwu looked ahead quietly, the last ray of golden light dissipated, and the surroundings became dark, pushing her into **** step by step, dimmed, she could not get out of it for a long time. Turning around, her gaze fell on the shopkeeper of Xiuzhuang, and she looked over at the wedding gown placed in the center of Xiuzhuang, Fengguan Xia, how many women dreamed of it, but it looked like moths flying into the fire. "Tang Er, buy this wedding dress too."

"Yes, Miss."

Lou Qingwu took the woman and the bell back to the wing room of Yifeng Pavilion. There is no maidservant in Yifeng Pavilion, which saves a lot of trouble.

She checked the woman, and she was seriously ill and died soon.

It's just that she is very curious about the relationship between this woman and Mu Yunqing. She hasn't forgotten that the rosary that she saw on the woman just now is exactly the same as Mu Yunqing's string.

She wrote a prescription to temporarily delay the condition and asked Tang Er to grab the medicine. Then she sat in front of the bed, looking at the half of the ruined face that the woman could not hide even if she was wearing a veil, a knife The scar, drawn directly from the pale eyebrows into the veil, was too hideous and looked gloomy and terrifying. But Lou Qingwu didn't seem to feel anything, she just watched for a while, then withdrew her gaze, focusing on the extremely nervous bell on the side.

She didn't speak, and didn't dare to move the bell. Originally, she didn't dare to let the girl take the young lady back, but she said that she could cure her old illness, so she followed back.

"I will relieve her condition temporarily, but even if I can cure her physical illness, I can't cure her heart disease."

Heart disease needs heart medicine.

The woman's body was almost hollowed out, her heart disease was too serious, the pressure of years of depression was on the apex of her heart, and her internal organs were losing so much. It is not easy to live now.

The bell heard the word "heart disease", tears immediately rolled out, and he knelt on the ground with a puff, crying so hard: "Please help my lady, the bell will repay the girl even if she is a cow or a horse. !"

Lou Qingwu didn't answer, but his gaze fell in one place, indifferent and distant, "I will save her. Maybe she won't survive. It's up to her."

"Thank you girl! The girl is so kind, and the bells are unforgettable!"

Lou Qingwu stood up and dropped her fingertips on the rosary on the woman’s wrist. Her fingertips fell on it, and she rubbed it. There were words on the rosary, one by one, when she reached one place, she stopped, inadvertently. In between, the eyebrows and eyes were stained with a layer of dullness.

Suddenly the door of the wing was knocked a few times outside, and then there was a voice of Tang Er returning and returning: "Miss."

"What's the matter?"

"He's back."

Lou Qingwu was taken aback for a moment, and the light in his eyes flickered, and Tang Er immediately walked away in response. He has left for too long, and there will be suspicion in the mansion. Since that person has returned, he is not needed to stay here for the time being.