The room was very dark, and the coward in the same room was still sleeping soundly.
She took a long breath and checked herself.
Fortunately, everything is fine.
She thought again of the man under the big tree by the pool.
The man with the sharp eyes.
The man was standing there, his cold aura making people shiver uncontrollably.
He must be a man of noble status.
This can be seen from his clothes.
Penghao thought, that long black cloak can only be worn by dignitaries in the capital.
Basil knows this.
She had made such a cloak with her own hands. Her master, Miss Tang Jiang, asked her to make it.
It was made on behalf of the young lady and sent to the capital.
That man, he is really not an ordinary person.
Penghao thought of the man's eyes, looking through the leaves, as if he wanted to eat her.
Thinking of this, Penghao couldn't help but shudder.
She is a humble slave girl.
Even if he wanted her or killed her, no one would say anything.
She thought she really came back with a life today.
They are slaves, born slaves. They have to do whatever the adults tell them to do.
Not to mention asking them to warm the bed, even if it kills them, it really doesn't mean anything.
There are six slaves like her in the mansion, and the master has specially allocated three huts in the backyard of the doctor's mansion for them to live in.
Just like this, it is already the supreme grace of adults.
Other slaves live in slave gardens outside the mansion.
The straw hut is always in danger of collapsing in the wind and rain.
But they don't care about that. What's more important for slaves is how they can have enough to eat and how not to be beaten.
And don't be sold casually by the owner, otherwise they will be separated from their relatives forever.
What's even more tragic is that they still have to worry that they don't know when they will be sacrificed or killed by their masters.
They are slaves, but they are not ambiguous bed slaves, nor are they tired field slaves, they are embroidery slaves. There are six slaves like her in the mansion, and the Lord has specially allocated three huts in the backyard of the doctor's mansion for them.
live.
Just like this, it is already the supreme grace of adults.
Other slaves live in slave gardens outside the mansion.
The straw hut is always in danger of collapsing in the wind and rain.
But they don't care about that. What's more important for slaves is how they can have enough to eat and how not to be beaten.
And don't be sold casually by the owner, otherwise they will be separated from their relatives forever.
What's even more tragic is that they still have to worry that they don't know when they will be sacrificed or killed by their masters.
Penghao and Lizi, who live in the same house, are high-end embroidery slaves who only make clothes for the nobles of Tang Mansion.
My child, do you want to protect yourself?
This is what her nanny Yalin said.
Really? Can she protect herself? In this sinful world, she is just a small and humble slave girl. Can she really protect herself?
She thought again of the man's eyes by the pool.
She couldn't help but shudder, and her intuition told her that something was about to happen.
Really? She touched her face, which was as smooth as jade.
She sighed.
Under the faint moonlight outside the window, she opened a box on the wall, unfolded a package, and began to apply it on her left face.
After a while, a terrifying and extremely ugly scar appeared on the smooth left face.
Yes, protect yourself.
Penghao sighed again.
She fell asleep on the bed, go to sleep, don't think so much about that man, forget about him.
Maybe if you take a nap, there will be nothing left.
Basil went to bed, and Lili seemed to be still asleep
The night is getting deeper...
"Penghao, get up quickly, Lizi, does the lady have something to tell you?"
The door outside the hut was opened. Penghao was startled and went to open the door. She was secretly glad that she came from the mountain in time.
The door opened and it was Grandma Zhang, the housekeeper.
"Mammy?"
"You child, you just came back and went out again. You can't do this. If the master finds out, you will be beaten to death, and you will be punished as a field slave."
Aunt Zhang only said this and opened a pattern.
"Quick, look at this picture. The lady asked for it. It will be made tomorrow."
"Mommy, this is a colorful embroidery in the sky, ma'am?"
Before Penghao finished speaking, her mouth was covered by a hand.