"When people want to punish us, we are just playing for fun. They can crush us all to death with one finger."
"What can we do to fight with others?"
Orange rushed forward and reached out to slap her through the quilt, "You worthless thing, look at your frightened stupidity!"
"Aren't you afraid? Aren't you afraid? Why didn't you drag Sister Ziyuan along with you?" Bai Ji whimpered.
She is the youngest among the four, and she has never seen such a battle in her daily life.
She was used to living an peaceful life, but her life suddenly became so bad. The little girl Baiji couldn't bear it, and her nose was red from crying.
"Why are you crying? Don't cry!" Juhong pinched her and patted her again, shouting with an angry look on her face, "Have you forgotten Madam's instructions?"
"Madam, what does she know?" Baiji exclaimed, wiping her tears, "This eldest lady is so powerful, let alone us, even if madam comes, we can't get anything good from her."
Madam indeed asked them to suppress the arrogance of the mountain village girl, but what was the result?
Who suppressed whom?
Not to mention the four maids, even the guest of the Dugu family, the guest emperor, was polite and did not dare to disobey the eldest lady in the slightest.
The four of them are alone and have no one to help them. How can they fight with others? Isn't this just a foolish dream?
"Okay, don't hit her." Qinghao dragged the furious Orange out of bed and sighed, "Although this girl Baiji is timid, she is still quite smart."
"In this situation, I think we can only... endure it for a while."
"We'll talk about it after I return to the tribe and see my wife in a few days."
"Baiji is right about one thing. With the current situation, the young lady wants to punish us, it's really just like playing, and no one else dares to say anything."
"Then what do you mean? Oh, I dare you, you heartless ones, to give in, right? Has Miss Beauty treated you badly over the years? Are you going to surrender now?"
"Orange!" Qing Hao slammed her hand away and sternly reprimanded, "This is not called surrender, this is called enduring temporary anger and slowly trying to figure it out."
"Like you and Ziyuan, what's the use of rushing forward without fear of death? Can you deal with people?"
Orange turned around angrily and went to the window to deal with the wound on her knee, sulking away.
Soon, every move that happened among the three people in the room was reported to Jiang Nai's ears.
The latter picked up the tea cup with a dull look on his face, took a sip of tea and snorted, "Take a picture of it slowly? Interesting."
Yanyan, who was standing at the door, shivered unexpectedly and shrugged secretly.
Oh, these girls who are seeking death will really look for trouble for themselves.
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The members of the Dugu family were on the road again. Except for the four unlucky girls, Orange Ziyuan, who had not had a good rest, everyone else was in high spirits.
"We want to fly with him too? Why." Orange red eyes stared at the Dugu family disciple who spoke.
The look in his eyes seemed to devour the other person.
The young disciple shrank his neck, as if he didn't dare to offend this elder sister, and his voice was trembling, "Yes, it was ordered by Master Keqing. That's all, the four of you will follow us later."
All the disciples are the same."
Orange was so angry that she slapped the young disciple, "Say it again? Who is like you?"
She howled, staring intently at the disciple with deep hatred in her eyes.