After Ling Luo washed herself, she put on new clothes and stuck her head out of the window to take a look, with a satisfied smile on her lips.
This little girl is really sincere.
Ling Yue seemed to have quite a lot of worn-out clothes that he had thrown at her. Shengge called a rough lady, and the two of them moved them back and forth three times before they were all cleaned up. They were piled up like a hill half a person high.
At the entrance of Yuling Pavilion.
"Shengge, what are you doing?" After seeing this, a higher-ranking Aunt Yu, who was assigned by Mrs. Yu, immediately came up to accuse her.
Shengge curled her lips and said sarcastically: "Burn your clothes."
Aunt Yu's face darkened and she said sternly: "These are all gifts from Madam and Miss Yue. Who allowed you to abuse them like this?"
"Reward? I think it's sarcastic, right?" Shengge pouted and muttered in a low voice.
"What did you say?" Nanny Yu was a sharp-eared person. She immediately became furious, stretched out her hand and slapped Shengge hard on the side of her face, "If you dare to insult Madam and Miss Yue, you are seeking death!"
Grandma Yu is a second-level Mu Yuan warrior. The slap she slapped out was filled with light green wood element energy, and the wind was strong. She slapped that girl Shengge directly to the ground, and a tooth was knocked out directly.
Drops of blood continued to drip from his lips.
At this time, Ling Luo just finished dressing and walked to the door. Seeing this scene, her face suddenly dropped.
She asked Shengge to burn the clothes. On the one hand, she wanted to test the girl's sincerity. On the other hand, she wanted to find out the people in the yard who had ulterior motives.
After a commotion, all the servants of Yuling Pavilion gathered around, and when Ling Luo stepped forward to help Shengge up, those servants, fifteen of them, took the initiative to stand beside Grandma Yu, leaving only
Five of them stood beside her.
Ling Luo sneered in her heart, supported Shengge with one hand, and softly comforted her: "Don't be afraid, I'm still here."
As she spoke, she took out a handkerchief from her sleeve and gently wiped the blood from the aggrieved girl's lips.
Shengge was immediately flattered. She was a slave, and it was common for her to be beaten and scolded. But Ling Luo was the master, so how could a master serve his slave?
"Miss Third?" Shengge's eyes were filled with water.
"It's okay." Ling Luo raised Shengge's little face and carefully wiped off the blood.
Turning around, facing Aunt Yu and the others, Ling Luo's eyes suddenly turned cold. She took out a fire stick from her sleeve, lit it, and threw it directly into the pile of clothes on the hill half as high as a person.
Go up.
Silk and linen are both flammable, and the flames spread instantly. On the other side of the fire, Grandma Yu's face suddenly stretched as long as a four-cornered animal.
"Third Miss, you are being treasonous!" The wrinkles on Mammy Yu's old face were crowded together, and her voice was like an old hen whose throat was cut and bled, "Miss Yue is right, evil things should be burned to death. It's a pity for you
These four evil things cannot even be burned to death!"
"I just can't burn to death, what can you do to me?" Ling Luo crossed his arms, with a cold curve on his lips, and sarcasm at the corners of his brows and eyes, "Why are you, a servant, treating me, a direct descendant of the General's Mansion?
His daughter, the unmarried wife of His Highness King Qi, is bossing her around?"
"How dare you say that? His Highness King Qi was originally going to be Miss Yue's fiancé, but you, the evil creature, killed the fourth prince and took away His Highness King Qi based on your relationship with the Queen. We, Miss Yue, saw you in mourning.
My mother gave me some charity clothes for you to wear, but you, who can’t burn to death, actually repaid me with kindness?"