Hehe, all the things that came to mind made Qiye sneer. Coward, no matter what era, cowardice can only wait to be killed. The law of survival is the law of the jungle.
Standing up, Wushuang looked at the whip marks on her body with cold eyes. If this serious injury was not treated, she would probably fall into hell again even as a reborn person. She looked up at the bright moon above, and the cold wind blew with a biting coldness.
God, things are going to change soon...
Wushuang turned his head to identify the direction, turned around and walked towards the left. With the memory and sense of direction in his head, he walked towards the Prime Minister's Mansion.
Walking and walking until she crossed the high red wall and entered the courtyard of the Prime Minister's Mansion, Wushuang sat down and rested for a while. This journey took a lot of energy for her, and now she was out of breath even while walking. She had to return to her courtyard as soon as possible for healing.
After just sitting with a stick of incense, Wushuang stood up and walked through the garden of the Prime Minister's Mansion.
It was already late at night, and we walked all the way to the most remote part of the east courtyard, where there was a thatched hut, and there was a musty smell coming from the hut.
Is this where she lives? The Prime Minister's Mansion has many people and a large industry, and the dignified Fifth Young Lady actually lives in a thatched house, which is worse than a maid. Huh, how sad!
"Miss, you are back... I scared Xiaofu to death..." The maid sitting at the door of the thatched house opened her eyes when she heard the noise, showing joy, and hurriedly stood up and hugged Wushuang.
The maid rushed over. Wushuang couldn't avoid it and pulled the scars on his body. He groaned and frowned tightly.
"Miss...?" The maid who was holding Wushuang immediately noticed something strange about Wushuang. She let go of her hand and looked at Wushuang. This time she found that the whip marks on her body were obvious and her clothes were already tattered. Her nose was as big as a sour bean.
Tears fell: "Miss... they beat you again..."
Seeing this, Wushuang couldn't help but take a deep look at the maid who was supporting her, Xiaofu. The maid who had served her since childhood had treated her well. When he saw the tears in her eyes, Wushuang couldn't help but feel a warm feeling in his heart.
No one has ever shed a tear for her, and no one has ever cared about her life or death. She has always been herself, living as she is born, and no one will care about her even if she dies. Now, when I see Xiao Fu, I feel angry in my heart.
"It's okay, just rest for a few days." Wushuang's voice softened slightly, and the bloodlust in his eyes had long since disappeared. She knew the bones of her body very well.
"Miss, can you understand what Xiaofu said?" Wushuang's simple words made Xiaofu's eyes widen in surprise, and the joy in her eyes was rising.
"I understand," Wushuang said, frowning.
I can't help but care about the former Yue Wushuang, who is already sixteen years old. Her brain's IQ is the same as that of a child, which is a modern retard. Her physical advantages are also a waste in fighting spirit. It has to be said that she has suffered all the unlucky things.