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Chapter 819

Shen Qingci sat down and watched him eat. Now he didn't need her to feed him. He didn't know how many kilograms of iron chains were wrapped around his wrist and could be lifted.

“I’ve eaten a lot lately.”

She pinched her face, "Do you see if I'm fat?"

"fine."

Luo Hengwu tried his best to let her eat more, but although Shen Qingci was not picky about food, he didn't like to eat and ate very little meal. So how long has it been since they got married, he didn't raise any meat to her.

This time, it was cleared a lot again. Fortunately, his complexion was quite good, otherwise he would have to worry about her.

Shen Qingci frowned, "I'm already working hard to eat."

Yes, she really worked hard and was eating very hard. She was going to eat too much. She was going to eat too much. Will she not get fat any more?

"What did you say I can get fat when I'm?"

Shen Qingci pinched his face again.

"Why do you want to get fat?"

Luo Hengli didn't understand. Most women in Beijing regard thinness as beauty. If they get fat, they don't dare to drink more soup. Why? She insists on gaining weight?

"He won't bother me anymore."

Shen Qingci was still worried about how to make himself fat.

"Then you have some waiting," Luo Henglu shook his head. Shen Qingci was not a physique that was prone to fat. No matter how much he ate, he just kept himself full, but he would not be able to eat weight.

Shen Qingci touched her stomach and said, "What should I do? I'm still full now. I don't want to have dinner for the evening. In fact, let alone evening, she doesn't want to eat even tomorrow's meals.

But she had to eat it. If she stopped eating, then where did his meal come from?

After packing the bowl, Shen Qingci was about to leave, but suddenly, she raised her face and stared at Luo Henglu seriously.

"Do you know who I am?"

She asked Luo Henglu, and her intuition was telling her so.

He knows him, sure, right?

"yes."

Luo Hengli did not hide it from it either.

"What's my name?"

Shen Qingci wanted to know her name, but Qingqing was not her name. She was sure that she had no memory, but she would not be so unfamiliar with her name, so there was only one explanation, that is, her name was not Qingqing.

"Your name is..."

Luo Henglu's voice paused for a moment, and this was what continued.

"Your name is Shen Qingci."

"Shen Qingci?"

Shen Qingci repeatedly recited this name. It was really different from Qingqing. Qingqing gave him a very strange feeling, but when she was chanting the three words Shen Qingci, she had an inexplicable familiar thought.

So, this is her name.

She is sure of it.

"Then am I his concubine?"

She asked again, and she was also a little nervous when she spoke. She didn't want to do this, and she didn't want to be someone else's concubine, but if she really became someone else's concubine, she felt that she could die.

What else do you have to do alive? You are so useless.

Luo Henglu suddenly smiled warmly.

"Of course not. No matter if you don't have memories, you won't be a concubine with others."

Shen Qingci felt her eyes hot, so she pinched the corner of her clothes.

She got it.

She crawled out of the dog hole. She was about to go back, but she heard footsteps. She hid not far away, watching a long-faced guard outside take out a key from her body and then open the door.

Well, she remembered the face of this person.

And she must get the key.

It was not a few days since Qi Yuan came back, and she must have completed it within these days. Otherwise, when Qi Yuan came back, she felt that even if the person inside was not dead, she would have left half of her life.

For some reason, she just didn't want something wrong with the people inside, and she still couldn't do anything.

But what can she do? Can she get the key? Can she do? Can she save him?

And because of her excessive thoughts at this time, she also hit her head on a tree. Suddenly, there was a severe pain coming from her head. She couldn't help but touch her painful head. Fortunately, she just hit her head, but she didn't hit her stupid. Unconsciously, she patted her head comfortably, but when she touched the back of her head, she seemed to have touched something?

She didn't believe it and touched it again. It seemed to grow on her head, but when did this kind of thing grow on her head? No, it was not that it grew inside her head, but that it was impossible for a person to grow such something.

What she didn't believe was that she touched her or felt that this kind of thing was not grown from humans, and what did such thing look like?

It seems to be a nail.

Yes, it feels like a nail.

And such an iron needle actually grew behind her head.

Who did this and who nailed this thing to the back of her head?

She pursed her lips tightly. She would definitely find out about this matter. If she knew who persecuted her, even if it was a lifetime of reincarnation, she would still remember this hatred in her heart.

"Madam, what's wrong with you?" Anan hurriedly came forward when he saw Shen Qingci come back, but he also found her slightly gloomy face.

"Nothing happened," Shen Qingci rubbed his hair, and then walked in calmly.

She walked to the edge of the bed and lay down. As usual, she didn't like to go out, especially at night, she didn't even want to walk on a single step. The most she did was lying on the bed and then lying down until dawn.

And she is really easy to serve like this.

Anan closed the door clearly and walked out, then stood outside, and didn't dare to make too many sounds.

The candlelight on the table was clearly extinguished, and the fire also jumped up a little higher.

Shen Qingci sat up, then walked to the table, then took the small scissors on one side and cut off the gust. Then he sat down.

She reached out and touched the back of her head.

Then he held his fingers hard, and then he began to pull up the iron nails.

Just as soon as she moved, a lot of cold sweat oozed out from her forehead.

She grabbed the table and clenched her teeth hard, allowing the cold sweat above her forehead to fall down drop by drop.

Such pain is almost unbearable.

And such pain is almost unbearable.

She still pulled out, and it felt like something was abandoned by her. The pain was so painful that she wanted to give up.
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