An Yihua has lost a lot of weight, and her hands are covered with thick calluses. She looks a bit inhuman and ghost-like. She is no longer the most favored daughter of the Hou family in the past.
An Yihua hated An Xishui and all the people who had harmed her to this point. But she didn't want to die, so she could only grit her teeth and endure it. She knew that if she didn't think of a way, there would be no way in this life.
She escaped from here. It was her father who ordered her to be sent here. Without his father's order, she would never be able to get out.
She was going crazy on days like this.
In the evening, An Yihua boiled hot water and washed herself after a hard day's work. Her originally proud figure had shrunk, and her once smooth and delicate skin gradually began to become a little rough. Like this
The discovery made An Yihua almost go crazy. No, she had to find a way to not go on like this.
After changing into slightly cleaner clothes, An Yihua gritted her teeth and quietly went out.
Qingxin Temple is divided into two parts. One part is run by female nuns, who are specially responsible for taking care of the women who were sent here. These female nuns are all vicious and beat or scold them every day. Compared with those in the palace,
The nuns who specialize in punishing servants are much more violent.
The other part is the monks. The monks live in the front yard of Qingxin Temple, which is the facade of Qingxin Temple. When someone brings a girl to Qingxin Temple, they have to go to the front yard to negotiate with the abbot first. The life of Qingxin Temple is dependable.
It's the sesame oil money that these dignitaries add. There are many wives from wealthy families who want to trouble the people they send. They add more sesame oil money and give the order. They will naturally know what to do.
After coming here for so long, An Yihua finally understood. This place is not a temple where people can meditate and repent, but a man-eating wolf den where they will be tortured to death sooner or later.
An Yihua stepped on the spot for a long time and fumbled several times before she found a road leading to the front yard. She heard that Master Wu Wang of Qingxin Temple had a very high reputation in Qingxin Temple, so she
She planned to come to Master Wu Wang to give her a way out.
Since Qingxin Temple is not so clean, there is always a way to escape. Unless they are repeatedly stressed that they will be severely tortured, they will never be let out. Others can only use some means to bribe those who can make the decision in the temple.
The monk would have a chance to escape. An Yihua didn't know it at first, so she suffered so much. If she had known that she could do this, she would have come long ago.
When An Yihua sneaked into Master Wu Wang's monk's room, Master Wu Wang was still meditating. An Yihua had seen Master Wu Wang from a distance once. He was not too old, only about thirty years old.
Although his appearance is not handsome, he is dignified and upright. Now that he looks up close, he feels even more compassionate.
An Yihua did not dare to disturb Master Wu Wang. She waited until he opened his eyes before she knelt down in front of him. She looked at him pitifully and sobbed softly: "Master, please save me. I'm so sorry."
I have no way of living at all. As long as Master is willing to save me, I am willing to do anything. I beg Master to show mercy. This little girl will never forget Master’s great kindness in this life."
An Yihua stretched out her hand and gently grabbed Master Wuwang's monk's robe.