ery much. But..." Murong Yue gave a flirtatious glance at Murong Rou, who was kneeling on the ground with a pale face, "...how could it be in her maid's hands""Spare my master's life, please! Spare hi...Although she was a bit ruthless, this woman still showed some kindness in the end. At least she spared Chen Zixuan her dignity and didn't strip her down to just her underwear. She was relatively merciful, leaving her with a middle garment and pants.
"Old man, your clothes are all off." The woman took Chen Zixuan's clothes and haphazardly put them on him.
"Hmm... finally found it, but what is this thing" The middle-aged man held the found scout and looked at it carefully.
"What's this It looks like a whistle, right" The woman took the dark whistle from the middle-aged man's hand and looked it over, still unsure.
"Why don't you just ask her" The woman glanced at Chen Zixuan and said.
This is for blowing, you blow it quickly, just once, and I guarantee you'll have unexpected gains... Chen Zixuan kept making the gesture of blowing towards the woman incessantly.
The woman blinked her eyes and said to the middle-aged man, "Have you noticed that her gaze at this thing is a little off"
"Well, I noticed that too. She seemed particularly strange when she saw this thing..." Seeing Chen Zixuan's sudden burst of energy, as if he had been injected with chicken blood, making frantic gestures, the middle-aged man felt a sense of alarm. "It seems like this thing must be very valuable..."
The woman nodded in agreement: "So what do we do with her now"
"Hmm..." The middle-aged man fell into deep thought.
“Why don’t you let her be my maidservant I've lived this long and no one has ever served me. Now that a wealthy person has come to serve me, old man, don't you think our family is also particularly wealthy” The woman looked happily at the middle-aged man.
“You’re right. We’ve lived half our lives, always catering to others, serving them, and no one has ever served us. Now that she’s trapped on our roof, broke some tiles, why not make her a maid Let her work it off slowly!” The middle-aged man stroked his beard with a smile.
What! Your resentment towards the wealthy is so obvious! But no matter how much you hate the rich, you can't distort the facts! I was on your roof, yes, but I was just sitting there and doing nothing else. If it weren't for you catching me, I wouldn't have accidentally broken your tiles. Besides, your tiles are so old and cheap, they aren't worth much at all! My earrings, hairpins, and jewelry alone could buy you a whole roof of tiles. Why would you want to keep me as a servant That's not logical!
This is a violation of human rights! Human rights! Human rights, do you understand! You can't treat me like this, you have no right to treat me like this! I'm already mute, you don't even come to sympathize with me, why must you add insult to injury! I'm not the child of a wealthy family at all, I haven't even had a house since I came to this ancient time, I've been staying at Rui Tianling's residence... Everyone is struggling, why do you have to treat me like this, why! I have no past grievances with you, nor recent ones, why do you treat me like this...
But no matter how Chen Zixuan protested, no matter how she gesticulated, or mouthed words, the middle-aged man and woman ignored her. They directly dragged her to outside that small house, pulling at her hair and whispering in her ear, "From now on, you're responsible for cleaning this outhouse. Don't try any tricks. If you do, be careful, I'll shove your head straight into the toilet! Do you hear me!"
Chen Zixuan twisted his body, trying to break free from their grasp.
"My wife has plenty of patience, but I don't. If you understand what my wife said, go do your work now. If you refuse to work, old man me has plenty of ways to deal with you little wild girl, hear that" The middle-aged man grabbed Chen Zixuan by the back of his neck.
Chen Zixuan's neck was injured and the wound had just started to heal, it still ached faintly. Now, being grabbed by the back of her neck like this by this damn middle-aged man, she felt pain so intense that even breathing was difficult...
"Did you understand" The woman grabbed her hair, pulling her head back.
Chen Zixuan had never hated her long hair as much as she did now... If she had short hair, or even a buzz cut, could this wicked woman still threaten her by pulling her hair
"Speak!" The middle-aged man was getting impatient, his grip on Chen Zixuan's hand tightening…
"Old man, wasn't she mute" the woman reminded him.
"Yeah, I forgot, you just nod if you understand!" the middle-aged man shouted into Chen Zixuan's ear.
Faced with no other choice, Chen Zixuan could only nod his head first.
"Go clean now, or else you won't get any dinner or sleep tonight, do you hear me!" the middle-aged man added.
Chen Zixuan, in order to get rid of his constraints quickly, had no choice but to nod again.
The middle-aged man loosened his grip on Chen Zixuan's neck: "Wife, get me a broom."
"Oh, you watch first. I'll let our son eat first, and then have him keep an eye on this wild girl working." The woman suggested.
"But our son... though strong... this..."
Then I'll keep watch over her with him while she works.
"Good!" the middle-aged man nodded.
The woman quickly grabbed the broom and said, "Old man, you watch here first. My son and I are going to eat. When we're done, you can take over. We'll both watch her together at night."
"Well! Go have a meal." The middle-aged man waved his hand.
The woman glanced, and walked into the house...
Chen Zixuan stood there blankly, staring at the woman's departing figure. He didn't move. The middle-aged man used a broom to mercilessly hit Chen Zixuan on the head: "Get to work!"
Chen Zixuan hugged her head and dodged the middle-aged man's beatings, nodding continuously to indicate that she had heard his words.
"Come on!" the middle-aged man urged again.
Unable to do anything else, Chen Zixuan could only open the door to the small house.
I just opened a crack, and a foul smell poured out. Chen Zixuan was too close and almost suffocated...
Damn, how many years has this family not cleaned the outhouse How could it smell so bad...
"Ugh..." Chen Zixuan quickly closed the door of the small house and covered his chest, dry heaving...
"Stop dawdling! What are you doing You want to get beaten again!" The middle-aged man pretended to hit her with a broom.
Chen Zixuan's face was as pale as a sheet. He felt something churning in his stomach, like he wanted to vomit, but since he hadn't eaten anything, there was nothing to throw up...
"Get to work!" The middle-aged man whacked Chen Zixuan's shin with a broom...
Chen Zixuan painfully clutched his leg... gritting his teeth and glaring hatefully at the middle-aged man in front of him....
"What are you looking at When it hurts, get to work faster!" The middle-aged man felt a chill run down his spine under Chen Zixuan's hateful gaze. What kind of terrifying look was this girl giving him...
Chen Zixuan snatched the broom from the middle-aged man's grasp. Her eyes blazed with fury as she glared at him, her grip on the broom tightening. Her teeth chattered menacingly, and an aura of terrifying killing intent emanated from her... appreciation. Please don't find it too shabby!" Su Wenhao smiled at the Prime Minister and Huang Gonggong.Huang Gonggong opened it and gasped, then immediately broke into a smile as he looked at Su W...