Becoming the Villain's Discarded Wife

Shen Wenchen didn't stay in Xincheng for long. He went to the drug store to buy some medicine and then went straight to the wine shop.

After telling the waiter to prepare what he wanted, Shen Wenchen led Zhuiyue to the stable.

Seeing Zhuiyue working hard, Shen Wenchen smoothed its mane and sighed slightly. After all, it was thanks to its hard work.

The waiter in the shop prepared what he wanted and came over to greet him, and then Shen Wenchen and Zhuiyue left the city again.

The entourage on the city tower saw the people who came this morning riding away, so they hurried to the city lord's mansion.

"City Lord, City Lord, that man has left."

The attendant wiped the sweat from his forehead and said respectfully, just waiting for the city lord's reply.

The city lord snorted coldly when he heard the news, and pulled away from the villain on the bed.

The maid on the side came forward and knelt down to clean his utensils and gather his clothes before she left.

"Let's go."

The attendant outside the screen couldn't help but feel a little worried when he heard what he said. After thinking about it, he finally asked: "But, where is General Song?"

"He is just a young general and cannot be treated as Song Lian. I have already sent people to prepare. He will not live to see Song Lian."

After he finished speaking, he looked down at the unconscious little man on the bed, stretched out his fat fingers to pinch his face and said: "I'm not very satisfied with the person this time. I'll find someone more handsome for me." Come."

The entourage was stunned for a moment, thinking about the villains who had been sent to the city lord's mansion one after another in the past three months, and suddenly a cold sweat broke out on his back. In the end, he could only bow his head and accept.

After hearing the words of the city lord, he hurriedly left the city lord's mansion.

After the entourage left, the city lord looked at the little man on the bed, but he completely lost interest. He only stretched out his hands to rub the thin body on the bed, and finally left a bruised and purple scar on the little man's body before leaving. room.

The maid in the room lowered her head slightly when she saw the miserable state of the little man on the bed, and just wiped his body quietly.

As soon as the maid finished wiping, two servants came in from outside the door. They skillfully wrapped the little man on the bed in a quilt and put it on his shoulders and took him out of the house.

Shen Wenchen applied medicine for himself before getting on his horse and continuing towards Yancheng.

Except for most of the scabbed areas, the wounds on his back were still filled with pus. The medicinal powder stuck to the flesh and was almost torn apart by the movement of the horse. The wind and snow blew on Shen Wenchen's face and froze his eyelashes. But it made his eyes look more determined.

The cold wind carried the falling snowflakes, and Shen Wenchen's figure gradually disappeared among the mountains and forests.

Lin and Chen's family were rushing in the snow at the moment. Fortunately, everyone slept in the car last night, otherwise we don't know what the consequences would be.

"Mom, go and sit in the car. Don't come out and catch a cold." Chen Qiulan saw her mother-in-law trying to lift the curtain and get out of the car and hurriedly stopped her.

"Qiulan, come to the car and take Doudou with you. Mom, go under the car."

Mother Lin stubbornly wanted to get out of the car, so she just held her grandson Doudou and sat in the car obediently.

How thin is my daughter-in-law now? If she catches another cold...

Thinking like this, Mother Lin was even more determined to get out of the car.

"Old lady, what are you doing! Don't hold back the whole family at this time!"

When Father Lin saw that she was still trying to come out, he hurriedly scolded her.

How could he, the person beside him, not know how his wife was doing?

She had worked hard for decades, and although she had never gotten sick during this escape, her body had begun to slowly weaken. How could she be fine?

If she really got out of the car, I'm afraid she would have a fever at night.

"If you want to find Fatty earlier, just stay in the car with Doudou and don't show off there!"

Being scolded by him in front of her children, Mother Lin felt a little aggrieved, but she did not argue and sat back in the car with tears in her eyes.

"Grandma, what's wrong with you?"

Doudou looked a little confused when she saw her grandma holding a handkerchief and crying. Why was grandma crying?

"My grandson!"

After holding Doudou in her arms and feeling sad for a while, Mother Lin stopped crying. How could she not know that the old man was worried about her?

But this is getting old, and it is dragging down the whole family. The more she thinks about it, her heart aches as if someone is tugging at her.

Looking again at some white things piled in the corner of the car, Mother Lin wiped her tears and asked her grandson to dig it out. When she saw it was a pile of rabbit skins, she started laughing again.

"Grandma, why are you laughing?"

Doudou was a little surprised to see his grandma crying and laughing.

"My dear grandson, we are not afraid of catching cold anymore!"

The rabbit skin was not much, and one person in the family could not get two pieces of it, but even so, Mother Lin was happy.

If you can't sew a piece of clothing, just protect your heart and knees.

All in all, it's enough to sew a piece of clothing for my family members.

It was snowing heavily outside the car, so Mother Lin and her grandson were sewing and mending clothes for the whole family in the car.

Outside the car, Lin Yicheng was still leading the way, holding the mule with one hand and protecting his wife with the other.

Chen Qiulan followed his footsteps closely, not daring to fall behind.

The two families hurried on their way through the wind and snow, but remained silent when they saw the refugees freezing to death on the roadside.

It was snowing heavily, and Nanzhi, who had decided to take a break today and not continue on the road, sighed.

The snow was falling heavier and heavier, and even Xiao He couldn't bear it anymore.

After just a quarter of an hour outside the car, a layer of frost formed on his face, and he felt that his whole face was numb. Xiao He then rubbed his hands and entered the car.

Unexpectedly, Wang Jingzhi, who was still sitting there drinking porridge, seemed to be frightened when he saw him coming in, and even spilled half of the porridge in his hand.

Looking at the porridge spilled on the quilt, Shen Miaomiao was so distressed that she was about to ask him if he was sick when she found that Wang Jingzhi had huddled up and hid in the corner.

The boy who was originally bookish seemed to have broken that image. Now he was as skinny as a stick, with fear in his eyes. He no longer looked that docile, but instead looked like an abused child. Like the perpetrator.

"Wang, Wang Jingzhi, what's wrong with you?"

Shen Miaomiao looked at him blankly, unable to say anything else for a moment.

They were childhood sweethearts who grew up together, but now they haven't seen each other for only two months. How could that boy become what he is now?

"Go, go away!"

In addition to fear, the young man's eyes also held a hint of determination, as if if Xiao He took one step closer, he would bite his tongue and commit suicide.

Wang Jingzhi's actions startled Zhiyu, and Nanzhi quickly put his son into his arms to comfort him. When he looked at Wang Jingzhi again, his eyes were filled with inquiry.

Could it be that Xiao He did something to him?

Although Xiao He knew why he was like this, he frowned when he thought that he would lose the right to avoid the cold in the car because he had done nothing.

Why?

He still saved it by himself!

It's so cold outside, he doesn't want to go out to get wet in the snow!

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