Even if there was no one to watch her do things, but her body was already stretched to the limit, and she could no longer support it, she leaned aside, closed her eyes, and took a nap.

Who knew that I would fall asleep after this sleep, and I could no longer get up to do things, I was already tired for a day, and I hadn't eaten yet, so I couldn't stay up for a long time, so I naturally fell asleep.

Suddenly, there was a tingling pain on her body, Wu Meiniang woke up and suddenly realized, but it was too late, because it was already dawn, but her clothes were still not washed.

"Slut, you are asked to wash your clothes and sleep, so many clothes have not been washed, you don't want to live!" At this time, the whip in Zhen'er's hand was frantically whipping at her.

She endured the pain, unwilling to scream, even if it hurt, she couldn't cry out in pain. This is a sign of undignification.

"Slut... Slut..."Zhen'er kept beating and scolding, using all her strength every time, and the wounds on Wu Meiniang's body were one after another, new injuries and old injuries, which were shocking

The blood marks made people dare not look at them directly, which shows how powerful Zhen'er is. But she endured the pain, did not say a word or speak, and just looked at Zhen'er's abuse of her with indifference.

"That's enough, Zhen'er, stop fighting." Just as her consciousness was gradually confused, Mama Rong's voice sounded. She squinted and saw Mama Rong walking towards her.

"If you beat her again, she will die, and there will be a death under our noses, and no one can explain it." Mama Rong said the severity of the matter, this person can still be beaten, but it must be done in moderation.

"But Mama, she's lazy, you see so many clothes haven't been washed." Zhen'er was not convinced, and reluctantly stopped the whip in her hand.

"It's okay, you go and ask them all to come out to wash their clothes, now let her rest first, and when she rests, it's not too late for you to teach a lesson." Mama Rong ordered solemnly, apparently afraid of her life.

Indeed, if someone dies under her nose, although she is a slave, it is difficult to explain it. So Mama Rong is also a person who is afraid of things.

"The slave knows." Zhen'er reluctantly bowed her head in agreement, pulled up Wu Meiniang, who was still lying on the ground, and screamed angrily; "Today is your luck, Mama is kind enough to let you go, you have to learn to be grateful."

After Wu Meiniang heard this, she just sneered and was grateful, she was just a villain, she had to learn to be grateful, unless she had something wrong with her brain.

"Zhen'er, don't be verbose, take her down to rest, don't die here like this, you'll be disgusted when you see it." Mama Rong waved her hand in annoyance, asking Zhen'er to take her down, not wanting to see it.

"Yes." Zhen'er nodded, pulled her away, and left.

Wu Meiniang endured the pain coming from her body and followed Zhen'er to the resting place.

Soon, they came to a courtyard, which seemed to be the place where the people rested and slept. Ever since the eunuchs handed them over to Mama Rong's management, they have had a place to live, but this place doesn't seem to be ideal.

That's right, after all, it's a subordinate, where do you look forward to a good place to live.

"From now on, this is your room, and you'd better heal your wounds quickly, so as not to suffer again if you don't do things properly." After Jane took her to her room, she left.

Wu Meiniang cheered up and looked at the room, this should be a collective dormitory for laundry girls, because there is not only one bed in the house, so this is inhabited by many people.

She was so tired that she needed a good night's sleep, and she was really not in the mood to think too much, so she closed her eyes and soon fell asleep.

In her sleep, she was awakened by an involuntary coolness on her body. When she woke up, she saw someone beside her, and Dingqing saw that it was the little girl she was helping.

"It's you.. What are you doing here? She looked at the little girl and asked, the little girl was probably holding the medicine in her hand. And the little girl was carefully medicating and bandaging her.

"My sister helped me, I naturally have to be grateful to my sister, I found out from others that my sister is here, so I asked someone to buy ointment to help my sister."

The little girl explained with a relieved smile, and then continued to give her medicine, introducing herself while taking the medicine; "My name is Zhu'er, and my sister can call me Zhu'er in the future, and I will call you sister."

After listening to this, Wu Meiniang didn't stop it, it turned out that this little girl's name was Zhu'er. Pearl's help now is something she didn't expect, but things are always unexpected, after all, no one knows what will happen in the future?

"Pearl, where did you get the ointment?" But she wondered how Zhu'er could have a healing ointment.

"Although Zhu'er is small, Zhu'er knows that there is nothing in the world that money can't buy. I gave the jade pendant that my mother had left me to a father-in-law, and the father-in-law gave me the ointment. ”

Pearls explains the origin of her ointment. In this palace, as long as there is money, it is easy to do things.

"You are stupid, that is the jade pendant left to you by your mother, how can you give it to others?" Wu Meiniang listened, and her heart was not good, although Zhu'er's intention moved her very much, but after all, Zhu'er lost the jade pendant given by her mother.

"It's okay, sister, it's all worth it, after all, you helped me, and it's natural for me to help you now, as long as my sister doesn't dislike Zhu'er for being clumsy and confused."

Zhu'er smiled like a flower, and then held Wu Meiniang's hand tightly, conveying her sincerity.

Wu Meiniang understood what Zhen'er meant, so she didn't speak anymore in her heart, and smiled slightly.

Sometimes, your unintentional help will always give you a lot of things, and these things will help you get through the most difficult times.

With Zhu'er's ointment, her body healed quickly, the wound healed quickly, and the pain was reduced a lot.

And Pearl's often secretly brought her her food, so that she could get better quickly.

Although Mama Rong and Zhen'er didn't trouble her anymore, she understood that as long as her wounds were healed and she could work, she would definitely be tormented by Mama Rong and Zhen'er.

In those days, there is no food or drink, all of them are Zhu'er helping her, and she understands. Here, no one will care about her, even if she is dead, she will not let people take a second look.

No matter what, one day is a day, the days in the palace are already hard, and if she is not careful, she may lose her life, and she can't move forward step by step, so she can only get by.

The days are gradually slipping away, and her body is almost better.

Wu Meiniang opened the window and looked at the beautiful night, the moon was very round tonight, and it reminded her of her family in the distance.

Traveled to ancient times, I don't know how her family is doing in modern times? To be honest, she was so homesick and wanted to go back to modern times, but it was just a dream, not a reality.

Her heart was full of dullness, and she wanted to go out for a walk, to distract herself, and to make this sentimental character cheerful, so that she could face the bloody storm of this palace.

Walking out of the laundry bureau, there was no one in the empty courtyard, everyone had already slept at this hour, no one was normal, but it gave this palace an extra layer of gloomy feeling.

She tightened her clothes, shrunk, and trembled in her heart, although she was a modern person, the concept of haunting was still rooted in her heart, especially in ancient times, there were the most unjust souls, so let's go back to the house!

When he turned around and was about to go back to the house, he heard the sound of someone fighting, and the sound of swords clashing. She pricked up her ears and listened carefully, and the sound was coming from the east.

It seems that this middle of the night is not very quiet, curiosity makes her footsteps go to the east, although the heart is afraid, but people are always like this, the more afraid of curious things, the more they want to get closer to see, this is the psychology of people.

She hadn't taken a few steps when a cold wind came from behind her, and then her mouth was covered, she only made a whining sound, and then the whole person was suppressed, and then fell into the grass on the side.

She was held down by a man dressed in black, unable to move. Originally, she was injured on her body, but in front of a man, she didn't want to resist, so she had to keep silent, and first observe whether this man wanted to do anything to her?

She opened her eyes wide and tried to see the person clearly, but the person was wearing a black mask and couldn't see clearly at all, so she had to dismiss the idea.

But the man pressed her and didn't move, either threatening her not to speak, or taking her hostage, or killing her, but the man didn't do anything.

Even the hand that was covering her gradually loosened, and there was no strength at all. She blinked curiously, then tugged at his clothes with her hand, but he didn't respond.

Looking at his eyes again, I saw that he slowly closed his eyes, and the whole person seemed to be paralyzed against her. Her whole body was sore from the pressure.

It seems that this man is fainting. She can't be crushed underneath all the time, she has to leave no matter what. So she used all her strength to push away the person who was pressing on her.

"Whew...", after pushing away, she inhaled heavily, scaring her to death. It seems that this person's curiosity really can't be too heavy, otherwise he won't know how he died.

She got up and prepared to leave, but looked at the man lying in the grass, and his face became tangled.

The man's body was covered with scars, bloodstained, which could be seen from the fight, and some of the wounds were bleeding unstoppably, which showed that the wound was very deep.

Her heart softened, no matter whether this person was good or bad, she couldn't watch him lie here and wait for those officers and soldiers to kill him.

All right! The heart of compassion is full again, no matter what, if you meet it, you can't see death without help. So, she crouched down and tried to help him up, and although she couldn't help him much, she had to help him find a safe place to hide.

"Wooh. It's heavy. She tried to lift him, but the man was too heavy for her weak body to lift him.

She was in a hurry and didn't know what to do? It seems that the only way to wake him up is to let him hide on his own. So she went and slapped him in the face and whispered:

"Hey, wake up... Wake up—" She slapped him in the face through his mask, but he didn't respond. Suddenly, her hand touched his nose.

Moment... The air froze, her expression froze, her hand stiffly stayed in the middle of his nose, and then the hand retracted suddenly, and the whole person bounced away from the sky, and sat on the ground with her buttocks, trembling all over.

It's over, it's dead, he's dead, it turns out that he didn't faint, but died, and now she's unlucky, she originally thought it was a living person, but who would have thought that it was a dead person.

No, she has to get out of here as soon as possible, if she is one step late, she will be caught in a while, she will not be able to leave if she wants to, and she will be charged with some trumped-up crimes.

She panicked up, only to find something sitting under her buttocks, and she reached for it, and found it a piece wrapped in black cloth, uneven.

Her curiosity opened her, and she saw a book with the words (enchanting sentient beings) written on it, and she understood the name of the book, but she was not in the mood to read the contents of the book now.

Huh! There is also a short sword, which is quite delicate, and the embroidery and copywriting on it are quite attractive, especially the sharp blade that emits a halo under the moonlight.

She picked it up, but accidentally touched the weed next to her, and the weed broke off as soon as she touched it.

She took it in front of her eyes and looked at it carefully, although she didn't know much about ancient swords, but after all, she likes to look at archaeological relics in modern times, and she has some research on ancient swords.

Looking at it, I found that this is a black iron short sword with iron like clay, if her judgment is right, this sword is a treasure, she has to collect it well.

And there was still a bag of things wrapped in yellow paper in the black cloth, which she picked up and pinched, and it seemed to be powder, and when she opened it, it was indeed yellow powder, shining in the dark night, like modern phosphor.

The wind blew, and it accidentally blew into the wound on the black-clothed man who was lying on the side, only to hear the sound: "Brush, brush, brush...", the body of the black-clothed man began to change, and gradually turned into a pool of blood.

"Ahh I used to watch the TV series "The Story of Deer and Ding" in which Wei Xiaobao used corpse powder, and it turns out that this kind of legendary thing really exists.