Chapter 8 No Money? Go to a brothel

"Qing'er, don't, don't fight, huh, huh." When she woke up again, the third lady begged for mercy weakly, and she had been knocked unconscious twice by Qing'er in half an hour.

"Bah, shameless, how many times have you beaten us, and today I will let you return them all." Saying that, Qing'er raised her right hand, grinned, and put down the raised slap again, and after slapping out hundreds of slaps, her palm was swollen...... It hurts so much.

"There's a stick over there." Ye Yuxi observed the weather for half an hour and finally came back to his senses.

"It's still young lady smart." Qing'er ran to the corner.

Hearing Ye Yuxi's words, the third lady's swollen eyes showed a desperate gaze, and she struggled to crawl towards Ye Yuxi: "Miss, spare your life, as long as you spare me, I can tell you about my mother, spare me, spare me." ”

Ye Yuxi's eyes were cold, and she grabbed the third lady's hair: "En? Make it clear! ”

The third lady gasped and said vaguely: "I tell you, you have to let me go and let me go back." ”

"Tell the truth, I won't kill you." Night Feather Tide's eyes were deep and terrifying.

The third lady grinned miserably: "It was the Seventh Prince who sent someone to kill your mother......"

It took five minutes for the three ladies to finish telling the story.

"And whatever!" Night Feather Xixiu clenched his fists, the Seven Princes,

"The family once said that after three months, the family test will be officially expelled from the family after three months, and once you don't pass, you will be officially expelled from the family......" The third lady looked at Ye Yuxi's cold gaze, and her voice became smaller and smaller.

"Very well, in three months, I will give you a big gift." Ye Yuxi slapped a palm on the back of the third lady's head, and the power of this palm was extremely ingenious. It won't kill her, it will only make her stupid for half her life.

"Qing'er, go and wake up those old mothers who are pretending to be dead." This is such a mess, Ye Yuxi will definitely not clean up by himself.

Playing dead? As soon as Qing'er heard Miss's words, she jumped up and walked towards the wall with the stick in her hand: "Get out, dare to play dead with this." ”

Syllable! Syllable!

The stick in his hand hit the two old women on the backs.

"Oops!" The two old mothers ran towards the night feather tide in a row.

"Miss, spare your life." The old mother knelt on the ground and kowtowed.

Ye Yuxi kicked out two feet like lightning and skillfully kicked on the old mother's death hole: "Clean up the yard for me, get out of here!" ”

"Yes, yes, the old slave will get out, this will get out." The two old mothers dragged the stupid third lady and a few corpses and fled.

Qing'er was a little anxious: "Miss, just let them go back like this......"

Ye Yuxi walked to the thatched hut and left a faint sentence: "They don't live for half an hour." ”

A flash of light flashed from Ye Yuxi's palm, and more than a dozen meals appeared on the table.

Qing'er walked into the room and her eyes widened: "Miss, this, these!" ”

Ye Yuxi ignored Qing'er, pulled over the broken wooden stool and ate it by herself.

"Hey, miss, you can leave me a chicken leg." Qing'er was hungry after beating for a long time, so she didn't care about the swollen and painful palms, and swallowed them up.

Although the two of them devoured a table of food, there was still more than half of it left.

"Miss, what should we do next?" Qing'er didn't ask Miss why she became so powerful, she felt that if Miss wanted to say, she would definitely take the initiative to tell herself.

"Go to the brothel!" Night Feather Xi replied very simply.

"Huh?" Qing'er hurriedly put down the chicken bones in her hand, walked to Ye Yuxi's side, touched Ye Yuxi's forehead with one hand, touched her forehead with the other, and whispered, "No fever?" ”

Syllable.

Ye Yuxi couldn't help but laugh and knocked down Qing'er's little hand on his forehead: "When the time comes, you will know, stay at the guest house tonight." ”

Whew-

Qing'er patted her little chest and was shocked, she thought that the young lady was really going to live in a brothel.

"But Miss, we only have two copper plates, and the guest house is so expensive......" Qing'er whispered to Ye Yuxi's current economic situation.