Thinking of this, Song Nianan snorted coldly.

Let her beg for mercy, it's just delusional!

She Song Nianan will never beg him!

Because he was still sick, he walked for almost half an hour to go to the slavery storehouse, but before he reached the door, he saw the lady in charge waiting outside.

"What kind of wind is blowing Mama Cui here today, it just makes my slave Kupong shine."

The lady in charge also saw the figure of Mama Cui coming over, and hurriedly piled up a flattering smile to greet her.

Since people are already waiting outside, they naturally already know what is going on.

However, Mama Cui didn't poke at the matter, hooked the corners of her lips and continued with the words, "His Royal Highness the Crown Prince ordered that she will work in the slavery warehouse in the future, and Mama Sun doesn't have to be polite, how ordinary slaves and maids are, she will be." ”

"Mama don't worry, the slave remembers." Mama Sun hurriedly replied with a smile.

One second ago, she was still greeted with a smile, and the next second, as soon as Mama Cui left, she immediately changed her complexion, spat fiercely in the direction she left, and then frowned and looked Song Nianan up and down, "I'm still a sick seedling." ”

"Come with me."

Mama Sun urged coldly, and scolded a few words from time to time, Song Nianan followed behind her, listening expressionlessly, without saying a word.

"These clothes are all used by nobles, they must all be washed today, I don't care what Concubine Song or Concubine Liu you are, since you have arrived at the slavery warehouse, you have to abide by the rules here, and you are not allowed to eat if you can't finish it." Mama Sun pointed to the two large buckets of clothes in front of her, her eyes full of contempt.

I have seen this kind of look too many times these days, and Song Nianan feels that it doesn't matter at this time.

So he dragged his weak body to these two buckets of clothes, but he just washed a few clothes, and regarded it as charity.

Seeing Song Nian'an guarding herself like this, Grandma Sun's eyes darkened, so she didn't continue to stay here, leaving her to work here alone.

I don't know how long later, when she finally washed all the clothes, she looked up and saw that it was the middle of the night.

Looking at his white-soaked hands, Song Nian's head scolded Ye Shen a few more times, if he appeared in front of her at this time, he would definitely slap him a few times.

Although no matter how you look at it, she may not be able to succeed.

After a while, before he could get up, his stomach screamed.

By now, she hadn't eaten for a day, and she hadn't even drunk saliva.

With a wry smile, he staggered and stood firm, thinking about revenge or something, today is still very temporary, for today's plan, Mr. still has to save it, otherwise his life will be gone, how to escape from this ghost place.

Thinking of this, it seemed that he had added a little more strength to himself, and after half an hour, he finally hung up the washed clothes.

At this time, it was already night, and there was silence all around.

Originally, Song Nianan couldn't even walk, but thinking that he would have to stay up like this tomorrow, he finally dragged his weak body back to the remote hut he had just been assigned step by step.

was about to lie down and rest, but Mama Sun happened to pass by the door at this time, raised her hand and threw her a steamed bun, and left.

She hadn't eaten for a day, so she could only squat down and pick up the dry and hard steamed buns on the ground, dust off them, and turn around to prepare to enter the house.

Suddenly, a hand reached out from inside the door, grabbed her arm and jerked her in.

Song Nian's bottom sank, it was not that he met a flower thief, and he was about to shout, but he was covered by the person behind him.

"Ah Nian, it's me."

Different from Ye Shen's coldness, this sound gave people a feeling like a spring breeze, and at the same time, a familiar smell penetrated into his nose, stopping Song Nian'an's action of wanting to bite him in self-defense.

The voice...... Good students are familiar.

Seeing that Song Nianan had no intention of struggling, the person who came put his hand down.

Only then did she turn around and see the appearance of the person who had come.

The person who came had a delicate face, and a pair of phoenix eyes made it very warm, if you ignore the guard clothes he was wearing at this time, he must be a personable son.

At the same time, suddenly some memories that didn't belong to her crashed into her mind.

I had a splitting headache for a while, so I had to hold my forehead and stand in place with a hideous face.

"Ah Nian, what's wrong with you? Don't scare me! ”