Shiruhua lay on the bed softly, the skin of the buttocks was open, the blood soaked in the dress, glued together, bursts of pain like a heart, Shiruhua's head was pillowed on her arms, her eyes were indifferent, and she couldn't see a little light, just like a silent bonfire, the black fog was deep.

The small thin eyebrows were tightly wrinkled together, the messy black hair was scattered behind her back, and some of them were scattered on the side of her face, and at this moment, she looked so fragile, like a fragile porcelain doll without any lethality.

When Jian Mengdie brought a bunch of maids into the house, she saw this picture, a dazzling red wrapped around the extremely weak woman, looking at the red, she hated in her heart, and the hatred was unsettled.

As the eldest lady of the City Lord's Mansion, she still has to maintain her demeanor, smile, smile gently, and smile considerately, just like at this moment, the City Lord explained that she must bring a bunch of people to see if she is dead.

Walking around, he walked to the side of the bed, lowered his body slightly, smiled with his eyes, and asked softly:

"Sister Ruhua, isn't it very painful, hey, the city lord is really going to do it, such a little person has no pity at all, my sister is in a terrible pain, Doctor Gu, please give Sister Ruhua a good look, don't leave any scars, it's not good for girls." Jian Mengdie moved away and made way of the place, an elderly man stood by the bed with a medicine box on his back, put down the box and looked at the wound that had been swollen, and he was also shocked in his heart, the punishment was so heavy, I was afraid that it would hurt my muscles and bones.

Shiruhua always lay motionless on the bed, not even changing her posture, indifferent to what Jian Mengdie just said, because, at this moment, what she thought most in her heart was, when she was punished, what was the feeling in her heart when she saw He Liyu and Jian Mengdie intimacy in front of her? It's not once or twice that she feels this way, every time she sees He Liyun and his wife together, she feels a little uncomfortable in her heart, she can't understand why this is? There is no one to consult, I think she was released from the soul protection coffin by Kim Jaemin, she has been wandering in the Fusang forest for a long time to live on wild beasts, and has never been in contact with humans, now, He Liyu is the first man she has seen and the first man who can suppress her, she did not have this feeling when she was in the land of quicksand, only after arriving in the city lord's mansion, she gradually had this sour and sad feeling. Could it be that this is what people call seven emotions and six desires? But why doesn't she feel this way for others, but only for the man who has hurt her repeatedly? frowned, entangled in his heart, still unable to figure it out.

"Madame, it's been a long time, you can sit down and rest for a while."

"Okay, Xiu'er and Yun'er, you will be the personal maids of Sister Ruhua in the future, stay and assist Dr. Gu to take care of Sister Ruhua, there must be no rudeness, otherwise, the family law will serve, understand?" Jian Mengdie walked to the side of the bed and commanded sharply.

"Yes, eldest lady, the slave and maid obey the orders." Xiu'er and Yun'er hurriedly bowed down and replied in a bit of a panic.

Everyone knows that the eldest lady seems to be gentle and considerate, easy to talk, and everyone who sees her is smiling, but if she really wants to meet someone who commits a crime, she will definitely be a very strict master, and those who can survive in the hands of the eldest lady are hard-working people, when they first came to the house, the two of them did not understand the rules of the house, and offended the eldest lady.

A slave is not worth paying more attention to Jian Mengdie, looking at the picturesque lying on the bed, indifferent and dead, her heart is happy, her depressed mood for many days has been relaxed, and her soft face can hardly hide the smugness.

"Sister Ruhua, Xiu'er and Yun'er will serve you today, you can tell Mrs. Ben what you lack, and Mrs. Ben will definitely do it for you."

The lowered head moved, Shiruhua pillowed her arm sideways, raised her eyebrows, her cold eyes swept to the woman who could not hide her joy on the side of the bed, her eyes were calm, staring quietly, her gaze made Jian Mengdie's joyful heart suddenly solidify, the gentle color on her face gradually stiffened, thinking of what happened last night, Jian Mengdie's heart was a pang (su), gradually calmed down, lowered her figure, and whispered to Shiru:

"Sister Ruhua, I know that you are in pain in your heart, but this is the order of the city lord, you also saw it, sister, I also interceded for you, but, the city lord did not allow it, so, it is important for the sister to take care of the injury, as for the rest, let it go and talk about it later, oh, this is the 'fragrant rain and dew cream' I prepared for you is very good for the wound, and a few more times will not leave a scar."

Glancing at the white porcelain vial, his cold gaze fell on Jian Mengdie again, with contemplation and inquiry.

Such a gaze made Jian Mengdie muttered in her heart, and at this moment, the servants in the mansion came to report that the smoke of the Snow Sea Pavilion was coming.

"Sister Ruhua, you recuperate first, and I'll come to see you later." After Jian Mengdie finished explaining, she hurriedly left with the maid and servant.

Doctor Gu sighed, and lovingly glanced at the silent poetic picturesqueness:

"Girl, bear with it, it will hurt a little when you touch the wound when you can cut your skirt, just bear with it."

Doctor Gu opened the medicine box, took out a small pair of silver scissors and handed it to the maid Xiu'er and Yun'er, after all, it was a buttocks, and it was inconvenient to be a male doctor.

Yun'er and Xiu'er trembled with their little hands and cut the fabric that had been glued to the wound little by little.

The poetic and picturesque side gaze at Dr. Gu, who was over the age of sixties, and a girl made her heart a little soft, and a strange feeling of being cherished by others haunted her heart.

These are not things she has experienced, they are very unfamiliar, but she is tasting and digesting them little by little.

Her heart, which has always been empty, is slowly filled with these things, although the process is very slow, but she is feeling the difference little by little.

Because the wound and the cloth were glued too much, Yun'er and Xiu'er wasted a long time before slowly cutting out the broken clothes, revealing the skin full of wounds stained red with blood, and both of them felt pain and couldn't breathe anymore, but the master they were going to serve in the future did not make a sound at all, although the sweat on her forehead fell down in big drops, her face was as pale as paper, and she bit her lower lip with her teeth, she still didn't let herself make a sound, how hard it was to be able to persevere.

Doctor Gu glanced at the somewhat miserable wounds, shook his head slightly and sighed, this city lord can be ruthless enough.

After tossing for a long time, Shiru's wound was cleaned up and smeared with medicine, covered with a thin quilt, and when he looked back, he saw that Shiruhua had fallen asleep, his little face was full of sweat, his pale skin was like a thin layer of paper, and it would be broken at a slight touch, and the clothes on his arms and the bed below were already soaked, Doctor Gu looked distressed for a while, his eleven or twelve-year-old granddaughter was enjoying the joy of family at home, and the one in front of him, who was obviously eleven or twelve years old, was suffering from unbearable pain from others, living in the cannibalistic city lord's mansion, and in the futureIs there still a way to live?

Doctor Gu shook his head and sighed when he thought of this, he was just an ordinary doctor, he couldn't help too much, and he could only try his best not to leave a little scar on her skin, which could be regarded as soothing the unbearable in his heart.

Xiu'er sent Dr. Gu away, stepped forward to stand side by side with Yun'er, and quietly looked at the future master.

The two of them heard from their subordinates that the future master was mute and could not communicate with people normally, so he was not pleased with the city lord.

With such a master, it is conceivable that their future life may not be easy, the two of them are speechless for each other, and a trace of worry lingers in their hearts but they are powerless to change.

In the evening, as the sun went down, the entire city lord's mansion fell into boundless darkness, except for the long corridors with lanterns as bright as day swaying in the wind.

The maids and servants in the city lord's mansion were busy, shuttling, and the wings of the palace were brightly lit and the figures were shuttling.

I don't know how long I slept, Shiruxiang woke up faintly, sleeping on her stomach, her arms and body were a little stiff, sore, and she gasped when she turned over in a daze and pressed the wound pain, and her originally somewhat ruddy face became pale as paper.

"Master, don't turn over again, it's troublesome to press the wound." Xiu'er, who was arranging dinner, saw Shiru's picturesque wake up and turned over, so frightened that she quickly put down the small dish in her hand, hurriedly helped her turn over, picked up a thin quilt to cover the wound, and picked up a wet towel to gently wipe Shiru's face.

Shiruxiang is a little awkward, she has never been served, she is a little resistant, she just wanted to come by herself, but Xiu'er said in a low voice:

"Master, in the future, Xiu'er and Yun'er will be your personal maids, let the slave come to these little things, you are injured and can't move."

"Yes, master, if there is anything to tell Xiu'er and the slave maid in the future, you can do it." Yun'er set up the dinner, knowing that Shiruhua couldn't get out of bed, so she struggled to move the table to the side of the bed.

"Master, what do you like to eat, gesture to the slave and maid with your eyes, and the slave and maid will pick up vegetables and feed you food." Yun'er was holding chopsticks made of green bamboo in one hand and a small spoon in the other, and Xiu'er was waiting with a green glazed porcelain cup.

Shiru, who has never been served, is a little stunned and embarrassed, she doesn't seem to have a broken arm or leg, and she still has the ability to eat, but when she saw the pitiful eyes of the two maids, she had no choice but to nod.

After the meal, in the picturesque gargling space, Xiu'er said while helping to arrange the futon:

"Master, when you were resting, the eldest lady came a few times, and I didn't disturb you when I saw that you were sleeping soundly, but I left a message that I would come to see you tomorrow."

"Master, it seems that the eldest lady is very good to you, the slaves and maids thought that you were not pleasing to the city lord, and the eldest lady would definitely bully you." Yun'er sorted out her clothes and said indifferently.

Xiu'er secretly glanced at the picturesque poem, and saw that she didn't react to the sentence 'You don't please the city lord', and her heart sank.

Shiruxiang leaned on the futon, lying sideways, her long hair was scattered behind her back, and a strand of hair fell on her chest wrapped around the palm of her hand.

For the city lord He Liyun, before she figured out what she felt in her heart, she wouldn't care much about what he was doing at the moment, and she wouldn't deliberately try to please him, after all, she remembered the 100 strokes of the cane in her heart.

The ears hidden behind the hair moved, and the picturesque wave of his hand, signaling the busy two to leave.

Xiu'er and Yun'er saw that Shiru's faces were cold, and they didn't say anything, so they bowed down and exited the room.

Soon after they left, Ye Xiu's figure appeared at the door, Shi Ruhua raised his eyebrows, staring at the person with cold eyes, Ye Xiu saw the maid Xiu'er and Yun'er waiting outside the door, so he walked into the house and walked to the side of the bed to stand a meter away, and a small black and white porcelain vase fell on the bed.

"This is what the city lord ordered you before leaving, and the effect is very good, and the wound will not leave a scar."

He Liyu left the City Lord's Mansion, which surprised Shiruhua, her eyebrows moved, and doubts flashed in her eyes.

"There are some things that need to be handled by the lord of the city." He didn't tell her that because Shiruhua was injured, he wouldn't do anything out of the ordinary, so the city lord would leave with confidence to do what he should have done a long time ago.

Her fingers stroked her hair, her poetic eyes were serene, and in front of others, she couldn't arouse the wildness and ferocity like a fierce wolf hidden in her heart at all.

Only in the presence of that man will she recover herself!

He left, but he didn't come to see her!

His eyes were a little gloomy, and he supported his head lifelessly, and his slender and soft fingers pulled the small black and white porcelain bottle.

Ye Xiu looked at the bottom of his eyes, and he only felt a little funny in his heart, in front of the city lord, she was like a little beast that was difficult to tame, always teasing the patience of the city lord.

And at this moment, when she heard that the city lord was leaving, she was as obedient as a cat, without any vitality, which was difficult to adapt.

Ye Xiu left, and the maid Xiu'er and Yun'er hurriedly went to the house, with surprise in their eyes.

"Master, the city lord still cares about you very much, look, he even asked Lord Night Xiu to send you ointment." Xiu'er said happily, and her heart that had sunk just now rose again.

Poetically teased her, a little bored, and waved them away.

Xiu'er was a little frightened and thought that she had said something wrong, so she quickly knelt on the ground, Yun'er also knelt on the side, Shiruhua was helpless, waved her hand again, and the boredom was even stronger, the two hurriedly got up, and bowed down under Shiru's indifferent gaze, and then the door closed.

Shiruhua doesn't know why she is bored, but she just feels that the city lord's mansion without Heli Yu makes her empty, lonely, a little monotonous, and a little empty in her heart, as if she has lost something, this feeling of not being able to grasp and intangible, torments her, and instantly makes her feel terrible, He Li, this damn man, what is taking away from her heart, why does it make her so flustered and overwhelmed.

Shiruhua pounded the bed hard, caught a glimpse of the small black and white porcelain bottle, and was even more angry in his heart, raising his hand to throw it out, his hand was in the air, gritting his teeth for a long time and hating to put things in the palm of his hand, kneading and playing.

At this moment, she really hopes that someone can help her and solve the confusion in her heart.

Lying on the bed for three days in a row, Jian Mengdie came to report almost every day, and her good attitude surprised her, and later she knew the reason for her good mood from her mouth, it turned out that on the day of the injury, Luo Wuyan who came to the mansion did not know what reason offended the city lord, and was slapped twice, her face was swollen, and the city lord almost suspended her, if it wasn't for the night repair to stop her, it is estimated that Luo Wuyan would not even have a chance to live that day.

Jian Mengdie, who knew the news, was broken, her mood was extremely high, flying, and the people fully understood the mood of the eldest lady, three meals a day changed a lot, and at the end of the month, when everyone paid their salaries, there were one or two more, and everyone hoped that the eldest lady would be like this every day.

For Luo Wuyan, she has no impression of the picturesque, and there is no mood to see the excitement, however, she is a little curious about He Liyan's punishment of Luo Wuyan, according to Jian Mengdie, Luo Wuyan is He Liyan's confidant outside, and he loves him, a woman who loves him says that punishment will be punished, this man is too ruthless.

Also, Luo Wuyan was able to survive because of the obstruction of the night cultivator, so what is the reason why the night cultivator was able to block the decision of the city lord? And why did he save Luo Wuyan, and what is the relationship between them? That's what the picturesque cares about.

The ointment given by He Liyu is very powerful, and the recovery effect is very good, less than three days, the wound has scarred, and he can get out of bed and walk around.

Although I don't know what the name of the ointment is, the ointment that can heal the wound in three days is definitely not ordinary, and if you keep it for accidents, the 'fragrant rain and dew ointment' given by Jian Mengdie has been useless, I'm afraid there will be some problems.

Take a walk in the peach blossom forest, the afternoon sun is very hot and fierce, scattered in the forest, the green trees are shady, the cool breeze is blowing, but it is extremely comfortable.

The maid Xiu'er and Yun'er also wanted to follow, but she was not used to following people behind her, so she ordered them to wait in the wing room, and they couldn't come out without her order.

Walk to the west corner, where stands a two-story wooden pavilion, not shabbyly decorated, but rare in the city lord's mansion.

Poetry and painting are a little confused, the maids and women in the house are living in the lower room, how there is a wooden attic here, walked over with curiosity, the first floor is a simple kitchen and washing place, because the peach blossom forest blocks the sun, the house is a little dark, empty and there is no one, turn around and step on the wooden stairs, the feet make a creaking sound, in the silence of the forest sounds a little abrupt.

Stepping up to the second floor, the second floor is much brighter, the wooden hall is empty, and walked to the only inner room on the second floor, only to see an old lady lying in a rocking chair gently swaying up and down, closing her eyes, the noon sun from the wooden window projected in, falling on the old woman, the white flower hair reflects the sun, a little dazzling, coarse cloth clothes, dry hands, a layer of wrinkled skin wrapped around the finger bones.

The wrinkles on the old face are of different shades, the ravines are thick, and the traces of time leave vicissitudes and twilight.

Picturesque stood at the door, not making a sound, as if sensing her arrival, the rocking chair stopped shaking, and the old woman opened her cloudy eyes with a dim glow, and her eye sockets were deep, like a dead well, without a little luster.

Only the black pupil emitted a strange green light at the moment of seeing the picturesque, and then disappeared for a moment, returning to normal.

"Girl, what are you doing here?" The voice was dry, hoarse, like a grinding stone mill, monotonous and dull.

A girl made the poetry picturesque, walked to her side, squatted down, she was not scheming, and saw the old lady and Dr. Gu gave her the same feeling, they were kind, kind, peaceful and approachable.

Tilting his head, he looked at the old lady with a deep curiosity in his eyes.

In this way, she amused the old mama, and her dry hand like old bark patted the picturesque thin shoulder, and sighed quietly:

"Girl, you shouldn't live in the City Lord's Mansion!"

In the blink of an eye, the crystal eyes are like flowing gurgling water, rippling layer upon layer of fine ripples, and a round of golden moon is swaying in the water.

"I know you don't understand, it's too late to say it now!" The old woman sighed and closed her eyes.

"Mother-in-law, can you see through what I am thinking?" The poetic consciousness remembered in the old mama's mind, the old mama opened her eyes, looked at the picturesque poetry quietly, and opened her chapped lips, wanting to say something, but in the end she was silent.

Poetry is picturesque and puzzled, but knowing that the old lady can see through what she thinks, she was slightly surprised, and finally found someone who could help her solve her doubts.

"Mother-in-law, what is that feeling? Why can't I catch it? ”

The old lady sighed deeply, her shrunken body looked even older after the sigh, thin, and her protruding fingers gently swept across her picturesque and tender face, and a wisp of imperceptible pity appeared in her eyes.

"Girl, you shouldn't be tempted by him, he's heartless and ruthless, you shouldn't!"

The small hand covered the back of the hand with a protruding knuckle, and she could feel the kindness that the old man was trying to express.

"Mother-in-law, what does it mean to be tempting?" I still don't understand the poetry, so I am a little anxious, and my consciousness is a little anxious and stubborn.

"Tempting, it means that the girl likes him and puts it in her heart, this is your pain and your difficulty!" As if with all her strength to say this, the old lady fell into a deep sleep.

What Shihuahua didn't know was that the old lady used all her mana to resist the coercion that invisibly suppressed her opening, and after saying this, she was also exhausted and fell into a deep sleep.

Shiruhua didn't pay attention to these, all her thoughts fell on that sentence, she liked him, she liked it!!

What a strange word, but it made her eyes shine!

The heart can't help but fly!

It turns out that the feeling she has struggled with for so many days is to like it!!