Chapter Seventy-Three: Luo'er hangs himself
Luo'er hadn't eaten for a day, nor had she taken a sip of water, in fact, she had a premonition last night that she had been discovered, so she packed up her clothes and a few pieces of silver jewelry and some silver, and planned to sneak away quietly this morning. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. biquge。 info didn't want to, was found by parsley, and gave her aunt, and blocked the door before dawn in the morning, Luo'er quietly opened the door, and before she could finish, she was caught.
Xiangqin and Xianghui took Luo'er to the house where she and Li'er lived, the second-class maid was a room for the two, and Luo'er and Li'er were in a room, and Luo'er was going to tell the secret if she wanted to leave.
At this moment, Parsley and Li'er were working together to throw a thick hemp rope onto the beam of the room, which was tied tightly, and Luo'er, whose mouth was again stuffed with coarse cloth, watched all this in the corner, and could not move or speak.
Finally, Xiangqin and Li'er tied the knot of the hemp rope, and the two of them worked together to hug Luo'er, one freed one hand to press her neck, and the other freed one hand to put the rope, Luo'er shook her head desperately, but it was useless, and soon, the deadly rope was firmly on her head.
The two of them began to slowly straighten her body, untied the rope that bound her, and finally, took off the coarse strip of cloth from Luo'er's mouth.
Luo'er felt that her limbs had been freed on the rope, so she struggled desperately, and her hands struggled to grab the rope, but she couldn't breathe anymore, and the rope was strangled into her neck, tightening more and more, she seemed to be able to hear the sound of her neck bone breaking, and the neck slowly showed a strange angle. Her tongue began to stretch out longer and longer, her face turned from pale to red from being unable to breathe, and then gradually turned blue-purple, her face was covered with a layer of dead ash, and her feet used the last of their strength to keep kicking in the air, but the stool under her feet had long been removed.
When Luo'er died, her eyes widened, protruding her eye sockets, inlaid on her face like two eggs, staring at the direction where Li'er was, her hands became claws, she wanted to grab something, but in the end, she didn't catch anything, and hung down softly.
The next day, a frightened scream came from Youlan Courtyard, and the minions were all frightened and crowded in front of Luo'er's door, looking into the room, Luo'er was hanging from the beam, bleeding from her seven orifices, and her tongue was sticking out. From a distance, it looks like a roasted chicken that is slaughtered by a rich and noble family in winter and smeared with salt and hung under the eaves to dry, constantly drifting back and forth.
Soon, this incident alarmed Aunt Guan, she ran to take a look, screamed and fainted on the ground, the maids quickly helped her up, Aunt Guan woke up and kept crying and said that Luo'er, why is this girl so dead-eyed, so can't think about it, I don't want to go to the laundry room and tell her, she is also reluctant to let her go, now she wiped her neck and hanged herself, but how can she, the master, explain to her father!
Yesterday, everyone already knew about Luo'er stealing her aunt's hosta from Xianghui, everyone said that Aunt Guan was kind-hearted, but Luo'er, a dead girl, was too greedy for money, so she got this kind of end, so she said, don't be greedy for money, and you can't be greedy for the master's money, otherwise there will be disaster.
Luo'er died like this, like a chicken, slaughtered at random by her master, and Li'er and Xiangqin have had nightmares every night since then, dreaming that Luo'er came to her with a long tongue, her eyes protruding from the boss, the corners of her mouth were bleeding bright red, she had a weird smile on her face, and her hands were pinching her neck in her dreams like chicken paws.
The two often woke up from their dreams in fright, and then wrapped the whole person tightly into the quilt, trembling and not daring to sleep again. Over time, she went crazy and was sold to a brothel, where she was tortured to death. And Xiangqin, after all, was a little cautious, she also pretended to be crazy like a pity, and sure enough, Aunt Guan also called Ya Po to sell her, and Ya Po also wanted to sell her to a brothel. Unexpectedly, just halfway through, a young man came over and said that he wanted to buy this girl. Seeing that he is not well dressed, he is generous, more than a brothel, these days, where can I find such a fool? So Ya Po took the money very happily and asked him to take away the stupid girl he had just bought.
A maid died, Mrs. Hou Ye sent someone to ask, Aunt Guan pinched the handkerchief and cried so that her eyes were red, very sad, the old Hou Ye heard that Guan was crying badly, and immediately rushed over from the study, blasted away Mama Xu who came to ask, and hugged Guan for a long time, Guan was better, but it was still Yan'er, and there was no smile all day long.
The old marquis said: "Isn't it just a maid, if she dies, she will die, and she is not blessed when she dies, don't be too sad, hurt your body." ”
Aunt Guan pinched her handkerchief and wiped her tears twice and said: "Master Hou, the concubine shouldn't punish her, this girl, when she heard that she was going to the laundry room, she actually hanged herself, it was all my fault, if I didn't let her go to the laundry room, maybe she wouldn't do something stupid and killed a person in vain." ”
The old marquis asked in surprise: "What, is the laundry room the eighteenth layer of hell in the Hades Palace?" She was so scared. ”
Guan sighed softly and said, "Hey! I also blame me, I heard that the steward of the laundry often abused the slaves and maids who had committed mistakes and were sent to the laundry, and that they could be tortured to the point of being inhumane after a few days, and one winter, I heard that they had their clothes washed with ice water for a day and a night, and finally froze to death by the well, and when they found it in the morning, they were all popsicles. Luo'er was probably afraid, why didn't I think of it! Guan said, crying sadly.
The old marquis patted Guan Shilou in his arms and patted her back: "I don't blame you, I don't blame you, people say that pregnant people always love to forget sex, probably you forgot, Luo'er is a little girl who can't think about it by herself, hanged herself, has nothing to do with you, and can't blame you." ”
The old marquis spoke softly, comforting, and accompaniing, no wonder the people in the Hou Mansion said that the old marquis loved Aunt Guan the most. Since Aunt Guan became pregnant, it seems to be more favored, and the people in the house are all monkeys, and from then on, it is like the spring breeze in April for Aunt Guan, what you want to eat and drink, on call, and serve very thoroughly, lest you fall behind others in your dedication.
This cry, a few words, Luo'er is dead, but it is just a fallen leaf in the autumn wind, who cares? It's just that a thin coffin was loaded and carried to her home, and then two hundred taels of silver were given to her parents, and the two old people who lost their beloved daughter had to thank Anxin Houfu for the reward with tears in their eyes. Since then, no one has mentioned that in the past, there was a little maid named Luo'er in this Youlan Courtyard, and it didn't take long for everyone to forget about it completely.