After returning to the yard, I was able to eat. I started to drink some porridge. After three or four days, I could basically eat normally except for some greasy food. And I lived a very comfortable life. Apart from not being able to leave the hospital, I was still able to eat.
I don’t have to worry about food and clothing. I just live one day at a time.
I had just finished breakfast today when Murong Chong appeared at the door. The icy cold he sent spread throughout the yard. Or it was an ancient air-conditioner. As the air-conditioner outlet gradually came closer, a cold current came from me.
The soles of his feet were pierced to his back. What on earth did he want to do? He would throw me into the dungeon, and then bring me here. I really can’t guess his intention, but it’s definitely not a good thing.
"Very good, you're still alive." He spoke first.
Nonsense, if you were dead, why would you be sitting in front of you now? I responded in my heart without daring to say it out loud. I poured a cup of tea and drank it by myself. Thinking about what he had done, I didn’t want to talk to this devil.
What.
"I have underestimated you. You, a person who is afraid of blood, can stay in that dungeon for two months. Every day you see the broken arms and limbs, the incomplete facial features, the bloody flesh, and the drops of dirty blood..."
Phew, I spit out all the tea I just drank back into the cup. Thinking of those miserable situations, my stomach tumbled again. Fortunately, I already had some immunity and didn't spit it out. This devil, he even made me faint and bleed.
You know, he did it on purpose.
"What else do you want?" I shouted and stood up, staring at him. Even hellokitty has a limit to his tolerance. I didn't say anything about killing or scratching you. He just wanted to make me angry.
Better to die.
And his lips were tightly pursed, and his eyes were still cold. There was another terrible silence, so quiet that you could hear your own heartbeat. This was more disturbing than the feeling of holding a knife to your neck.
Fear. It's like being in a haunted house where you can't see your fingers. There is a ghost surrounding you, but you don't know it, let alone when it will suddenly attack you.
He walked over slowly, and I felt a cold air approaching. I instinctively took two steps back and then stopped. I couldn't hide when I should. I stared at him. What was there to be afraid of?
Grab my neck.
"Someone, come and dress her up." An unexpected arrangement.
I looked at myself in the mirror. My face was pale, my hair was disheveled, and my clothes were messy. It was really unsightly.
Several maids came in to freshen me up before I looked like myself. At some point, Murong Chong stood behind me, took out a necklace and hung it around my neck.
"Remember, you are not allowed to take it off without my permission." He said coldly.
"Then what if I'm washing... grooming?" Do you have to ask him first before you can start grooming every day? It's ridiculous!
"You are not allowed to take it off, otherwise, you will know the consequences."
I looked at that necklace, like a chain for my own pet. I thought he was going to slowly torture me to death. What a madman. But this necklace is quite beautiful, with a purple flower in the middle.
The mandala is inlaid with silver beads. Judging from its luster and weight, it looks more like a gem than a crystal. There are
There are some fragmentary and irregular emeralds hanging down, with sapphires on each side to form a butterfly shape, and some wisteria-like patterns. It is simple and elegant. If they are all true, they should be worth a lot of money. Looking at this chain, I
I touched the Linyu inside again and wondered where the hell had gone to that immortal who could only chat with me.
"Go!" It was like a voice coming from hell, seeming to announce that it was time to go to the execution ground. I didn't ask where to go. Where there are angels, it is heaven, and where there are devils, it is hell. If I go with him, it will be hell wherever I go.
.
"Where are my clothes?" There is still hard-earned money there, as well as the white jade dagger.
"It's behind the screen, miss." A maid said.
I ran behind the screen and only found the dagger and some broken silver. Then I remembered that I had left all the banknotes in the inn. It was better than nothing. I put away the dagger and the silver and walked out with him. He was actually willing to return the dagger to me.
It's really strange. The devil's law is really not something humans can understand.
It was already mid-summer. It was a hot day, and I walked around one courtyard after another inexplicably. There were several beauties in each garden, all kinds of people. I wondered if this was the emperor's harem. Finally I arrived.
A courtyard called "Huansha Courtyard".
"I've met you." A middle-aged woman knelt on the ground.
"Guanshi Shi, she will be the slave of Murong Mansion from now on. Let her do anything if you want." Murong Chong looked at me and said coldly.
The middle-aged woman looked at me and said, "Old slave, I understand."
After that, he walked out without even looking at me. Looking at his disappearing figure, I understood that he would never be the one I was waiting for. Even if he was really Lin Tian, he would only leave me again.
, maybe we have never been close, but I am too persistent and willing to chase him. Just like a dream chaser, the pursuit ends with his sorry words.
Your own one-man show. Just like the breeze chasing the rain and dew, and finally found that it was just a drop of your own tear. When you wake up from the dream, your heart is broken. People say that if your heart is broken once, you can still pick it up and mend it, although there will be cracks. But
If it breaks again, there will be nothing that can be repaired. No longer in love, I am now Xiao Shi, no longer the willing Xiao Xiao. In this life, I want to be the Xiao Xiao who lives for myself.
"What are you looking at? I won't come back again, and I won't look at myself in the mirror. You are just wishful thinking. Just give up on this idea, you little bitch." I turned around and saw Manager Shi who was respectful just now.
He was staring at me fiercely, okay
It's like I owe her 800 yuan. Whether he comes back or not is none of my business. It's best that he never comes. What a little bitch. He used to be a disaster to others, but now he has a bitch. I have offended the God of Plague.
Is it gone? It has deteriorated like this.
"Come here, this will be your room from now on." She pushed me into a dark room rudely.
I took a look and saw that it was the woodshed. It was full of chores, as well as a few chamber pots and buckets. Facing it, the design talent I thought was so great seemed so pale.
"That's it, Manager Shi."
"Is that what you called me, Manager Shi? Call me Granny Shi," she growled.
"Okay, Granny Shi, where is the bed?" I searched for a long time but couldn't find anything similar to a bed.
"You little bitch, you still want a bed. It would be nice to have a place to shelter you from the wind and rain." The penetrating power of her saliva was so strong. There were traces of her on the wooden board one meter in front. I kept saying
Thinking back on it, from the time I came in until now, where did I offend her? It made her so angry.
"That Granny Shi, I don't call you little bitch, my name is Xiao Shiha, you can call me Shier, or Xiaoshuai." As the saying goes, don't hit anyone with a smiling face. I said with a smile.
"Little bitch, you can just wash these clothes for me."
It seems that it is really a gathering of things. The master is not a normal person, and the people below cannot be inferred by common sense. Really, the little bitch is a little bitch. Anyway, it is not painful and itchy.
"Little bitch, what are you going to stay, don't roll over to wash ..."
"Shi Yan, how do you roll it, do you show me?" The watch was so fierce. Really.
"Little bitch!" She roared.
"Okay, okay, it's not okay to come here to wash it," For the sake of my eardrum, I still have a lot of washing. But, I was wrong.
One pot after one. I do n’t know where it came from. And it ’s strange that I was only washed from beginning to end. Did I not wash their clothes before I did n’t come?
There are not many clothes today. No, I will take a break first.
"Little bitch, you dare to be lazy." God! The screaming woman shocked me a big goose bump. Looking back, the Shi Yan was throwing it with a Jing bun. I flashed. I flashed.
"You little bitch, you dare to run!"
"Slow, stone and slow." Nonsense, don't run back and wait for you to fight.
"I told you to run, tell you to run." Her anger is really not ordinary. I flash, I flash again,
"Shi Yan, do you see what you said, isn't you told me to run?" Ya, the bastard ordered a lot, but I did n’t say that I was not allowed to flash. Seeing her blessed body, I ca n’t run anymore,
I also stopped, panting, ghostly, tossed in the dungeon for two months, and my physical strength dropped. "Shi Yan, you can't hit me."
"You little bitch. Why can't you hit you?" She was more panting more serious than me.
"If you think about it, if you hurt me, I can't wash so much clothes, so I can't send it to other yards, then the people above will blame you. If you want to hit me again, then I will hurt.
Can't wash the clothes anymore, if there are other laundry girls here. But come here for a long time, those sisters have seen a lot, but they are washed in with clothes.
Isn't it for you to wash it? You see, you see, there are so many clothes! "I pointed to a lot of small piles in front of my eyes.
"Little bitch. Then you are not washed out." She pointed at those clothes, and she was exhausted.
"Okay, okay, wash, wash it right away." I sat back to the laundry basin and continued to wash. Wait until the clothes were washed and the sunset was already sunset.
"Shi Yan, dinner seems to be here." I said towards the Shi Yan in the room.
"Little bitch, you still want to eat."
"Ouch, Shi Yan, people are iron, rice is steel, a panic is not hungry, that, don't you eat it, let's eat together?" It is said that there were two meals a day in the family.
Eat it, it should be here, and I do n’t know where to eat. If you know it in the future, you can eat it yourself.
"I have eaten it." She shook the fan. "You walked past the yard to the edge of the meal is a dietary home.
"I know, Shi Yan." I blinked and looked at her. "You are still very beautiful. I go to eat." In fact, looking at the facial features of Shi Yan, when you were young, you should be a beauty.
"You little bitch." Hey! I just had a good impression of her. It sounded again later. Forget it, eating is the most important thing. I thought I don't have to eat the sour rice in the dungeon. There are fragrant rice and steamed buns.
There is also hot soup and...
"What is this!!??" I shouted as I looked at the strange yellow and white balls in the hands of the servant in the restaurant. I couldn't help it, the contrast between ideal and reality was too great, and I couldn't accept it.
"You little bitch, it would be nice to have this for you to eat." The servant looked contemptuous.
"Why am I a bitch??" People here really have a tacit understanding. Why are they all bitches? They are called bitches.
"Ouch, it turns out you don't know yet. We are servants and you are a slave. The master serves the master, the slave serves the master, and the slave serves the slave. Do you understand? You, a house slave, only deserve to eat these." A maid dressed as a maid walked out of the room.
The woman sneered. "Ping An, ignore her."
"Do you understand what Sister Caixiu said?" After saying that, he threw the ball that was probably a steamed bun on the ground. The ball was not bad in elasticity and hardness, and it was still jumping on the ground. I smiled bitterly, damn, it's just a garden like this.
There are so many levels. I picked up the lumps on the ground and patted them, and they turned out to be steamed buns. Forget it, good girls don’t fight evil people. I can bear it!
Back in Huansha Courtyard, I sat under the big tree and gnawed the steamed bun with great difficulty. The steamed bun was really not that hard, and even with cold water it was difficult to chew it, but the taste was better than the sour rice.
It's already very comforting.
But just as I was comforting myself, a few servants came in, carrying several loads of firewood, and asked me to chop the firewood today. Otherwise, I wouldn't be able to eat tomorrow.
Before I could react, they walked out in a daze. It was time to eat again, so they didn’t order anything else. It was really shameful! But I just fell for their tricks.
A few pieces of wood were used as Murong Chong's chops. They would chop your tortoise eggs and crack your poker face.
What kind of servants serve the servants, the servants serve the master, and the master serves the master!! Could it be that the master they are talking about is Murong Chong, the master is such a woman. No wonder he keeps refusing to marry, that’s how it is. Sure enough, the world is as black as crows,
A crow is darker than a crow! I chopped you dead crow. Since there was no one around, I continued to chop it. I chopped the crow from head to toe and then from foot to head several times, and finally I finished chopping the firewood in front of me.
The moon was already in mid-air. I stood up and moved my muscles. My whole body was sore and achy. I washed myself casually and walked to the woodshed. I touched left and right, but couldn't find a place to lie down. Finally I found a few wooden blocks and sorted them out.
I just lay down. I was so tired that I quickly fell asleep and passed out.