At this moment, Ling Yue was already in a semi-conscious state of drowning. She could only let Ling Luo pull her and forcefully pour the small handful of lotus sand into her stomach.
It was not advisable to stay at the bottom of the pond for a long time. Ling Luo had already felt that several people were coming down. She quickly put Ling Yue down and swam to the other side of the pond, pretending to be fainting and waiting for someone to rescue her.
Sure enough, after a while, two servants swam over and lifted Ling Luo's body to the water. On the other side, Ling Yue was also lifted up.
The pile of firewood on the torture rack was gradually extinguished by the servants who came to put out the fire, leaving only thick green smoke floating in the backyard, which was very choking.
Because Ling Yue's burns were very serious, she was immediately carried back to the room and asked the doctor in the mansion to treat her. However, Ling Luo, who had a muddy and unloved face, was thrown directly on the edge of the pond.
No one cares.
When everyone in the backyard was almost gone, a slender, crying figure came to Ling Luo's side.
"Miss Third, they are really going too far, wuwuwu——"
Ling Luo slowly opened her eyes and saw a little girl of fourteen or fifteen years old. She was pretty and pretty. She didn't have any make-up and she looked pretty. Her eyes were very round, but unfortunately they were swollen from crying.
There was a large blood stain on her clean forehead, which seemed to have just dried up.
A name quickly emerged in Ling Luo's mind: "Shengge."
When the little girl heard her master calling her name, all the tears in her eyes rolled out at once and fell down with a "pitter patter" sound.
"Third Miss, they... they actually dared to secretly burn you while General Ling was out fighting, and... they even played Shengge."
General Ling Ling Zhan went out to fight and negotiated with the Dongchen Kingdom in the border area for more than a year.
When Ling Zhan was here, even though he was busy with official duties, he would still show some concern for Ling Luo if he saw him being wronged when he returned home. At that time, even people from Ling Yue's group did not dare to be so arrogant and considerate of human life.
"Okay, don't cry. It's so annoying." Ling Luo sat up as if nothing had happened, then grabbed Shengxiao's sleeves and wiped the mud on her face, her eyes clear and clear.
Zhan Zhan, "I'm not dead yet."
"Miss Third, you are not burned!" Shengge half-opened her mouth, extremely surprised, "You just weren't..."
"Shut up, be careful of trouble coming from your mouth." Ling Luo's eyes darkened, and the mud on her hand was directly smeared on Shengge's mouth, "If you are my maid, Ling Luo, you must learn to be smart."
Thousands of years ago, she was once the proud daughter of heaven. She was favored by thousands of people and knew how to use people. The little girl in front of her had a clean family background and knew her roots well. She had been following her since she was ten years old, and she was able to stand up for others when they were making trouble.
Hu is a useful person.
"Yes, Miss Third." Shengge slowly lowered his head. After being reprimanded, instead of being depressed, his face became happy.
She was a girl and did not dare to say anything to her master. But from Ling Luo's eyes and back, Shengge had clearly felt that her master had changed.
"Let's go back to Yuling Pavilion. It's too dirty. I need to take a good bath."
Yuling Pavilion is the residence of Ling Luo, and also the residence of Ling Luo's biological mother. Apart from General Ling Zhan, Ling Lao, and Ling Luo's father Ling Nie, it is the most luxurious residence in the entire Ling Mansion.