Abandoned Princess' Magic Book

Can't die!

Don't want to die!

Not willing to die!

These thoughts in Murong Qianqing's mind completely flashed, she suddenly stood up, also do not know where the strength let her hit the door, regardless of pain, no matter the skin is burned.

She had only one thought in her mind, to live, to avenge!

She's going to kill that heartless heartless loser! She's going to kill the spicy Siyou!

Kill! Kill!! Kill!!!

The anger of the whole body suddenly soared, and her eyes were firm as the devil. Murong Qianqing had only one idea. She wanted to kill and kill!

But the door is still firmly fixed where it is, even if the fire surrounded it, it is still stubborn, even if Murong Qianqing used all his strength, it can't shake at all!

The strength of the whole body was drained again.

She fell down and sat there, letting the sparks fall on her body, and the fire around her gradually burned her clothes, Ren The back of the wound in such a situation burning pain.

She should open her eyes and feel the pain. She should remember the hate.

Suddenly, she suddenly looked up at the sky, she could not speak words, can only silently cry in the heart: God, if you are merciless, don't blame me unintentionally! If you dare to do this to me, you will force me to destroy heaven and earth!

As soon as the sound of such a cry fell, only a loud sound was heard. Suddenly, a dark cloud gathered up on the cloudless, starry sky at a speed visible to the naked eye. The black pressure was pressing towards here, and the rainstorm started in a moment!

Torrential rain, accompanied by thunder, lightning across the night sky, broken sky, such as withered night flowers, crying for their own short life.

The rain water converged into a stream, gradually overflowing over the steps, gradually passing through the roof beams which had been looted by the fire, and gradually slipped onto her body. The heavy rain put out the fire, but Finally, she could not extinguish her revenge.

With the downpour of rain, the fire was finally extinguished, and Murong Qianqing, who was unconscious, finally fainted in the room.

……

It still hurts.

The whole body was torn.

Every wake up for her is pain and torture, wake up, is pain, but in sleep, it is still pain, pain everywhere, as far as possible slowly erode her whole body.

As if the internal organs had been burned out, the pain made her unable to lift her strength.

But she wants to live, to live.

Try to suck every time the water, even if the water into the abdomen is like a blade across, she is still trying, she knows, do not drink water, she will die.

Hard to eat, every mouthful of ointment, even soup, even if soft as tofu, she ate, but also like eating a piece of steel, difficult to digest, every mouthful is pain, but Still drinking, eating.

Just because she's going to live.

This is the only thought.

"I've never seen such a strong willed man..." The voice of Feng Taiyi, who is familiar with the hospital, contains sighs and helplessness. "Even if the body injury caused by iron beating is like this, she will not live. Her viscera are all buried in the dust, and qianfei is really not an ordinary person."

"Is that still alive?" The sound of purple paintings.

Feng Taiyi's voice of sighing continued to pass over, "it depends on her nature. In fact, she is so alive that she might as well die."

Speaking of this, Feng Taiyi suddenly stopped talking and looked at her charred fingers, slowly moving and moving.

Feng Taiyi's eyes were wide open. At this time, Murong Qianqing couldn't speak and his body couldn't move. If he moved like this, he felt like a sword cutting flesh.

But she is such a move, fingers slowly on the move, she repeatedly in writing a word, live.

Feng Taiyi stood up and admired the princess from the bottom of his heart. The longing for life inspired his sympathy as a doctor. He suddenly bowed to murongqian and said, "don't worry, I will not give up the princess."

The corners of her mouth could not be lifted, or even if she did, no one would understand her smile. Her whole body was wrapped in white cloth, and her whole body was covered with wounds.

Slightly nodded, Murong thousand light no tears, since then, no tears.

Unable to open her eyes, she lives in such a dream and wakes up. She does not know how long it took. Maybe her body has improved. Maybe she has slowly adapted to the pain. She can slowly open her eyes.

But when she opened her eyes, the first she saw was an ugly woman!

There is no hair on his head. His skin is as wrinkled as an old man. When you look at it carefully, it is full of scalds and burns. Only one pair of eyes that can't be opened is clear and bright.

A tight heart, her breath a stagnation.

The man startled her, like a ghost, and closed her eyes again. When she quickly reflected it, she found that the top of her head was a mirror to her.Mirror

The one who made herself scared was her own

Close your eyes, no pain, some still just hate.

Day by day, she got better and better, and gradually she was able to get out of bed. After that, she had a problem on her trachea. Every time she breathed, she felt that the air was like sulfuric acid, corroding her internal organs

I don't know how long it took for her to get out of bed.

She couldn't open her eyes because of the long lost sunshine. However, she didn't take down the mirror on the bed. When she woke up every day, what she saw at the first sight was her own shape, which made her sober.

Let her know that it's just the result of trying to believe him.

Purple bamboo and purple painting every time I see her shape, she screams with fright. However, as time goes on, she gets used to it gradually, and even Two people began to have compassion for her, began to have sympathy.

No longer always call her bitches, no longer hit her, so strong women, so life to interpret the woman, let them admire.

"Qian Fei, how gorgeous the plum blossom is Purple painting pointed to the sudden increase of plum blossoms in the courtyard and said softly to Murong Qianqing,

Murong Qianqing just laughed and did not speak. Her smile in the eyes of purple painting was just a twitch of her face.

Purple painting heart more guilty a little bit, serving Murong Qianqing, more efforts.

On this day, as usual, Murong Qianqing wrapped her head with a light gauze, showing only her eyes. She could not speak, and even her movements were somewhat stiff. Therefore, most of the time, she would sit in the courtyard and enjoy Mei.

Plum blossom will be more and more beautiful after experiencing the cold, and so will she.

"Thousand concubines." Suddenly, the eunuch who burst in from the door came to her, and let her unconsciously slightly tighten her veil.

"I'm here to deliver cakes to my mother for atonement." The cake box was placed on the stone table. When the eunuch passed by Murong Qianqing's side, he laughed and stretched out his hand to lift Murong Qianqing's veil!

"Stop it!" Purple painting yelled, ran out, raised his hand to the little eunuch, then slapped, "dare to be rude to qianfei Niang, don't you want to die?"

The little eunuch made amends in a hurry. "I just heard that Niangniang used to be a great beauty, but now she is a demon who is afraid of others. So I want to have a look at it. If I know my mistake, I will ask my mother to make atonement, and my mother will make atonement."

What else does purple painting want to say? Murong Qianqing pulls the clothes of purple painting and shakes his head.

Purple painting waved to the eunuch, "get out of here

The little eunuch ran away immediately.

Looking at the little eunuch from a distance, Murong Qianqing points to the room of purple painting again, indicating that she wants to go in. The purple painting's eyes are dim. It should be the words that the little eunuch just said that touched the thousand imperial concubine. At present, she was very understanding and served her into the room.

After driving away the purple painting, Murong Qianqing suddenly had a bright eye and slowly took out the note tightly held by her in her hand.

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