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It is said to be a house, but it is actually just a dilapidated pavilion supported by four wooden stakes, and under the eaves is placed a rough stone trough, made of large stone trenches.

The roof is covered with only a little straw to prevent rainwater from drenching the stone trough and washing away the food inside.

As soon as I walked in, I smelled a faint smell of porridge.

"Ruxiang, you said that this huge Ruiwang Mansion, how can you treat us as pigsty." Looking at the food in the stone trough, Luo Wu'er couldn't help but sigh.

He never thought that she would salivate over such a coarse food.

The millet porridge in the stone trough looks extremely white, with a few fine green vegetable leaves scattered among them, and a faint grassy aroma carries the aroma of rice, which arouses people's hunger.

Rue Xiang walked into the side of the stone trough, bent down and squatted down, scooped the porridge into the stone trough with a gourd scoop, and said while scooping: "It's good not to be starved to death, although the stone trough looks rough, but at least the porridge is clean, it's better to live than to die alive without thinking about it." ”

"Well, humiliating a little dignity is a fatal attack for those daughters of the family." Luo Wu'er followed her movements closely, skillfully putting the porridge into the wooden barrel.

It wasn't until the two barrels were filled that the trough gradually emptied.

"The Zhu family deliberately wants to humiliate us, because she can come up with such a vicious method, no wonder the women of Xiyuan are driven crazy." Rue Xiang straightened her waist and carefully moved the wooden bucket full of clear porridge to one side, before lowering her head and taking a small bite of the remaining rice porridge in the gourd scoop.

Luo Wu'er didn't speak again, she was hungry all morning, and she was indeed very hungry.

Hiding in the cool and dark place of the eaves barely ate a little, and the feeling of hunger gradually dissipated.

The two returned to the backyard with two buckets full of rice porridge, and the crazy beauties who were originally quiet heard the heavy footsteps of the two, seemed to be aware of it, and poked their heads out in anticipation.

The leading concubine Zhao's mood had obviously stabilized, and a slight smile appeared between her eyebrows.

As soon as he saw Luo Wu'er, he immediately greeted him: "Luo Luo, Luo Luo, have you eaten?" ”

"Well, there is still a trace of residual warmth in the porridge, it won't be too hot, come and eat it." Luo Wu'er nodded.

Walking into the inner room, the only wooden table that was still intact was placed eight or nine worn-out porcelain bowls, the edges of which were a little torn, but they were not in the way of use.

Luo Wu'er filled the porcelain bowl with a gourd scoop in turn, and then said to the concubines gathered in front of her who were waiting to be fed: "Come and eat, don't grab it, two bowls per person." ”

The Zhao family took the lead in guarding the front, and when they heard Luo Wu'er's words, they turned their heads solemnly to look at the concubine behind them who looked depressed or excited, reached out and grabbed the person closest to them, and dragged her to the front.

After launching a crazy beauty, the rest of the concubines immediately gathered, and Zhao quickly grabbed the arm of the second person and pushed the person to the front again.

After pushing out the six people in turn, she stood still and stood still, guarding with a cold face.

"Eat." Luo Wu'er said to the six concubines who were pushed out.

Those who had been imprisoned for a long time were unkempt, their clothes had faded with the passage of time, and it was no longer possible to tell who was who was from their faces and clothes.

Quietly watching their actions, seeing them instinctively approaching the wooden table, and swallowing food comically, the pity in Luo Wu'er's eyes was even stronger.

"Luo Luo, they're so interesting, even if they're delirious, they still know how to fill their stomachs." Rue Xiang stayed on one side, feeling it.

Luo Wu'er skillfully added food to the porcelain bowl, and took the time to reply: "People die for money, birds die for food, animals still know the way to survive, let alone people." ”

It wasn't until everyone had eaten the porridge that Concubine Zhao hurriedly approached Luo Wu'er, tugging at her sleeve with one hand, as if she had seen her closest relative.

Luo Wu'er was blinded by the pure light in Zhao's eyes, and said softly: "Sister Zhao is humble and polite today, and she can be the most respected princess in the mansion. ”

Zhao was very happy to be praised, and his beautiful face became more and more radiant.

"Sister Zhao, these are all left for you, drink slowly, don't choke." Luo Wu'er handed her a bowl of clean porridge, pulled her to the side, and quietly accompanied her.

I don't know if it was because of the influence of the aura in Zhao's body, or because of other reasons, Zhao was very close to her, she could understand everything she said, and even the symptoms of madness were alleviated a lot.

"Uh-huh." Zhao took it happily, answered vaguely, and ate it violently.

The Zhao family was the last of all to eat, and the other concubines returned to the inner room in twos and threes after enjoying the porridge, and it was very quiet after eating.

Luo Wu'er accompanied the Zhao family to guard, but Rue Xiang walked over dejectedly, still holding two bowls of uneaten food in her hands: "Luo Luo, Jin Su and Jin Yin are on a hunger strike and refuse to eat!" ”

"Why?"

"I must have been beaten up, and I deliberately forced my life to force him. But they are really stupid, they have to die for such a trivial matter. Rue Xiang put the porridge back on the table, and said in an unkind tone.

Luo Wu'er raised her eyebrows and said to the Zhao family beside her: "Sister Zhao, you will go back to the house to rest after eating, and I will go to see the new sister." ”

Zhao raised his head from the bowl, glanced at Rue Xiang suspiciously, and then nodded faintly, as if replying to her words.

"Rue, take care of the sisters." Luo Wu'er gave a simple explanation, got up and walked to the back room.

"Won't you bring the porridge in and feed them yourself?" Rue reminded urgently.

Luo Wu'er paused, shook her head and said, "It's just that the face is injured, and the hands and feet are fine, so why do we need to feed them ourselves." ”

"But ......"

Before Rue Xiang could say anything, Luo Wu'er's figure had disappeared in front of her.

Luo Wu'er's steps were slightly eager, and the expression on her face was slightly condensed, and when she walked into the back room, she saw Jinsu and Jinyin at a glance.

They were still lying on the ground in their previous position, not moving half a minute, as if they were really attached to the coolness brought by the bluestone floor, and they were unwilling to leave the good place to enjoy the coolness.

Sensing Luo Wu'er's arrival, Jin Su's eyes flashed, and a resentful light came straight to her. Jinyin's lips moved, as if she wanted to say something, but because of the wound on her cheek, she couldn't speak.

"Yo, are you really still lying motionless? Could it be that it hurts? Luo Wu'er smiled before she spoke, and she didn't have a cold attitude before entering the door.

Her skin was pale pink, the dirt on her face had been cleaned, and her warm smile was many times more beautiful than when they first met.

Jin Su stared at her in surprise, as if he didn't expect such a gorgeous woman to be imprisoned in the West Garden.

"You hate me!" Not a question, but a definite tone.

Luo Wu'er sat on the ground, one hand supporting her chin, looking at the two of them for a long time, looking like she was going to have a long talk.

"Gollum!" What answered her was a muttering sound from Jinsu's throat.

Luo Wu'er stared at Jin Su's pupils and said seriously: "In fact, women have to accept their fate at some point, don't entrust their whole body to unpredictable things, and don't put their lives in the hands of others. ”

Jin Su turned his head, refusing to look directly at such a burning gaze.

She hates Luo Wu'er, not only because she has a father who is rich enough to rival the country, but also because she is obviously reduced to being in the company of crazy people, but she can still live a calm and relaxed life.