Traveling through famine years, peasant girls hold space in their hands to store food

The next morning, Lu Qingqing returned to the room from the space, just when she appeared in a flash.

Then she noticed something strange in the room, and followed the sound of breathing towards her bed.

When she lifted up the gauze curtain and saw that it was Chu Haochen sleeping inside, she breathed a sigh of relief, then she frowned and looked at the sleeping person on the bed.

Chu Haochen had never slept so deeply. If Chu Haochen had woken up before she appeared, could it be that he was really too tired for days this time?

She saw Chu Haochen's wrist on her chest and reached out to touch his pulse. But just as she was about to pick up his wrist and turn it open, he suddenly grabbed it in his hand.

"you're awake?"

Chu Haochen's dark eyes shimmered and he asked her in a hoarse voice:

"Are you out?"

The two of them just stared at each other, and finally Lu Qingqing sighed helplessly and shouted softly to him to get up quickly, otherwise Biyun would be here soon.

"Qing'er and we already have children, what are we afraid of?"

Chu Haochen pushed hard, and Lu Qingqing fell into his chest without any precautions.

"You..." Lu Qingqing patted Chu Haochen's chest, only to hear him groan.

Xuan even heard Chu Haochen smile slightly and speak softly in her ear. He didn't sleep well that night and kept waiting for her to come out.

Lu Qingqing rolled her eyes and muttered who made him wait. Really, why did she come here without sleeping in the yard? She deserved it.

Chu Haochen smiled slightly, hugged her and smelled the rose fragrance in her hair.

They didn't know that Qingli in the guest house was going crazy again at this time. She hadn't seen Chunli in the morning, her face was dark and gloomy, and no one came to wash her up in the morning, and no one even came to deliver breakfast.

"It's really too much. How come a servant wants to go against me? I want to see who gave him the courage?"

As she said that, Qingli walked out of the room. She came to the yard and shouted: "Here, where is the person? Is there anyone else?"

After a while, a boy ran in from outside the yard and asked if Qingli was okay?

"Where is Chunli's room? Where did that damn girl go to be lazy and dare to neglect the guests?"

The boy frowned and pointed to a room in the corner of the courtyard with a puzzled look. Ever since this girl moved into the guest house, Chunli had been sent to live in this guest house.

After hearing this, Qingli lifted up her skirt angrily and walked towards the room. She stretched out her hand and pushed the door. When she saw that it didn't move, she turned back and called the boy.

"Come here and kick open the door to this girl's room. I want to see what she is doing inside?"

The boy looked at Qingli with an embarrassed expression, and reluctantly stepped forward after her repeated urging.

"Bang" the door was easily kicked open by the boy.

Qingli stepped on the new embroidered shoes and quickly walked into the room. She started to look around. Chunli was still lying on the bed and did not get up.

"Okay, you lazy girl didn't get up to serve you at such a late hour. Look at me... ah..."

Qingli thought she had caught Chunli being lazy, so she reached out and moved her body towards her. However, Chunli, who was moved to her right, was already dead with blood on her lips.

The frightened Qingli screamed repeatedly, and when she stepped back, she tripped over a chair and fell to the ground.

The boy outside the door listened to Qingli's pitiful screams and asked repeatedly, "Girl, what happened inside?"

Qingli shouted with a trembling voice: "Death, dead...ah!"

When the boy heard that the boy was dead, he ran out of the yard and reported to his master. Qingli turned around and saw the boy running away. She was so frightened that she rolled and crawled out of the yard.

At this time, she was so frightened that she squatted in the verandah holding her head, and the scene of Chunli's death just kept recurring in her mind.

The boy had already run to the gate of Lu Qingqing's courtyard and happened to meet Ziyue who was returning home.

"Why are you running in such a panic?"

Ziyue asked in a cold voice, with an unhappy look in her eyes.

The boy panted and replied to Ziyue: "Miss Ziyue is not well. Chunli, the maid in the guest house, is dead."

Upon hearing this, Ziyue's eyebrows furrowed even more tightly, and she scolded the boy in a deep voice not to talk nonsense.

"Miss Ziyue, you really are not talking nonsense. The Qingli girl in the guest house also knows about this matter. She discovered it."

Ziyue felt that there was something fishy about this matter, so she asked the servant to go back and guard the courtyard first, and not to make any noise while she went in to report to the master.

"Hey, well, let's go right now." As he said that, the boy turned around and headed back to the guest courtyard.

With a trace of solemnity on Ziyue's face, she walked towards her master's room. She knocked on the master's door, and it was Biyun who opened the door.

"Master, is he in there?"

When Biyun saw Ziyue coming back, she immediately nodded with a smile on her face and whispered that the master was dining with the prince.

Ziyue nodded slightly, raised her legs and walked into the room.

"Master, something happened in the guest house."

When Lu Qingqing heard Zi Yue's words, she looked at Chu Haochen, then put down the chopsticks in her hands and started asking her what was going on?

"The servant just came to report that Chunli, the maid serving in the guest house, is dead."

Lu Qingqing frowned, how could the maid die... She raised her eyes to look at Chu Haochen, and saw that his face darkened, and she didn't know what he was thinking.

"Is it related to the green pear?"

Chu Haochen asked in an indifferent voice, while Ziyue bit her head in confusion.

Lu Qingqing sighed, stood up slowly and said to Chu Haochen, let's go and take a look, people were killed.

Chu Haochen looked at the unfinished porridge in front of Lu Qingqing, with a trace of anger on his face.

He stood up and came to Lu Qingqing, took her hand and followed Ziyue towards the guest house.

Biyun saw the half-eaten breakfast on the table, shook her head helplessly, and then followed her master's footsteps.

When they arrived at the guest house, they could clearly hear sobbing from the door.

When Qingli heard the footsteps at the door, she slowly raised her head and looked at Chu Haochen with her eyes red and swollen from crying.

"Your Majesty...wuwu..."

Qingli rushed toward Chu Haochen as if she had seen a relative. Lu Qingqing shook off Chu Haochen's hand and hid aside.

Seeing this, Chu Haochen immediately turned sideways to avoid Qingli.

At this moment, Qingli just happened to pounce on the boy in front of the far door. The boy stood there in embarrassment, not daring to move.

"Aunt... girl..."

Qingli pushed him away and yelled angrily: "Auntie... go away."

Then Qingli turned around and looked at Chu Haochen with a resentful look on her face: "Your Majesty, I'm scared to death... That maid... Wuwu... Your Majesty, I'm scared... ..."

Chu Haochen didn't even pay attention to her, stretched out his hand to hold Lu Qingqing's hand, and whispered to Ziyue to go in and take a look.

Seeing that she couldn't get rid of him, Lu Qingqing could only let him hold her hand and walk towards the room.

Ziyue entered the room first and came to the bed to observe Chunli's death.

She frowned and looked at the black blood stain on the corner of Chunli's lips. This...

When Chu Haochen reached out and led Lu Qingqing in, Zi Yuebian turned around and replied:

"Master, this maid died of poisoning."