Chapter 1: Waste Firewood

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In the thirteenth thousand years of the history of the gods, Chu Xia, the daughter of the Mandate of Heaven, committed suicide, the Divine Domain changed hands, the vision of heaven and earth, and the wind rose in Kyushu.

The human world, the Great General's Mansion of the Protector of Xixia Prefecture, a baby who is not expected by others, has been born.

The situation has changed, and it has been 17 years in the blink of an eye.

A sixteen or seventeen-year-old girl struggled to pick up a bucket of water from a well and pour it into a large tank. The full bucket was too heavy for her thin and sick body, and she shook it step by step, filling it with difficulty.

After filling the water tank, she exhaled, wiped the sweat from her forehead, and looked up at the blue sky above her.

The sky is clear, the wind is light and the clouds are light, and the sunshine is just right in early spring.

Since she was a child, Chu Xia has liked to look at the sky, and her eyes are not at all like a sixteen or seventeen-year-old girl, but like a big man who has washed away the lead, gone through the vicissitudes of life, and is flashy in the world.

This sounded like a joke, after all, Chu Xia was now just a little maid in the mansion of this great protector general, who was not even as good as a maid and servant.

But if it was a year or two earlier, Chu Xia's identity would be very different from now, at that time, she was the first day of the empire, the phoenix vein, the destiny of heaven, and the brilliance was unmatched.

Now... Huh.

"Chu Xia! Cheap girl, lazy, see if I don't kill you! A burst of shouting and scolding broke Chu Xia's silent view of the sky, and a whip slammed into Chu Xia's arm, drawing out a red mark.

"Hurry up and wash Miss Chu Wei's clothes for me! Wash carefully, Miss Chu Wei will wear it when she meets the prince! The fat woman with the whip in her hand pointed at Chu Xia's nose with her stubby, fat fingers, and said.

If it was when Chu Xia was in the limelight, this Liang mother Yu Chu Xia would not even be qualified to be her footstep.

Chu Xia nodded lightly and walked towards the laundry room.

As soon as I soaked my clothes in the basin, a voice rang in my ears.

"Chu Xia, you were punished by Liang's mother to wash clothes again?"

A girl dressed in coarse cloth came to Chu Xia's side with a wooden basin for laundry.

Chu Xia nodded: "Hmm."

"How can they bully you like that! Don't you know how to fight for yourself? Just let them bully?! The girl in coarse cloth was indignant.

"It's useless." Chu Xia said lightly

It's good that someone else is willing to be angry at someone like her in such a hurry. It's a pity that she doesn't deserve it.

"It's because you usually don't say anything, so you will be bullied by them!" The girl in coarse cloth said, and then asked, "Eh, listen to them, you are the daughter of the general, and you are the lady of the house, is this true?"

"I'm the general's daughter, but I... Do you think I look like a young lady? Chu Xia smiled self-deprecatingly.

"Uh... Wellโ€”" The girl in coarse cloth shook her head honestly, "It's not like..."

Of course not, Chu Xia's dress is not as good as the maid next to the third lady Chu Wei, besides, how can any eldest lady be sent to wash clothes casually.

Chu Xia scrubbed the third lady's clothes, wrung out the water, and was about to hang them on the shelf in the yard, when the girl in coarse cloth snatched the clothes: "I'll come!" If you look at your hands, they don't look like they're all there. โ€

Chu Xia's hands were blistered white, the water from the deep well in early spring was cold and biting, and his frozen hands were still a little painful.

Chu Xia went to help the girl in coarse cloth clothes and said, "Before you say this, you should look at your hands."

The girl's hands had been soaked in cold water all the year round, and they had chilblains, and the large and small wounds on them were turned white by the blisters, and they did not look like a girl's hands at all.

The girl looked at her hand, was speechless for a while, and smiled as if she didn't care: "I do this all year round, I'm not afraid, I'm not afraid."

The two of them sorted out their clothes together, and when they were done, suddenly, a group of people came over menacingly.

"Er painting! Did you have a private meeting with Brother Chen again!? A young girl at the head of the group, dressed in the costume of a high-ranking maid in the General's Mansion, pointed proudly at the girl in coarse cloth clothes named Erhua, and asked.

"I didn't!" There are many people on the other side, but Er Hua is not cowardly, and said loudly.

"Little slut, stop quibbling!" In the crowd, a girl who had been sneering and was very rude and mean at first glance said in a weird manner, "I saw you and Brother Chen enter the grove together, and when you came out, you were still smiling and smiling, which made people feel ashamed of you!" โ€

"You talk nonsense!" Er's hands trembled angrily, "It's nothing! โ€

"Then tell me, what did you and Brother Chen do in the woods?" The senior maid at the head asked.

"I... It's not convenient for me to say. Erhua was a little worried, and said hesitantly.

"It turns out that it's inconvenient to say, right?" The mean girl smiled exaggeratedly, "Shameless things! โ€

"Hahaha." The others laughed together. "You! It's too much of a bully! I didn't! Er Hua lost his mind angrily, and raised his hand to teach the unruly girl a lesson.

Erhua's hand was easily intercepted, and the senior maid at the head smiled contemptuously: "A little maid in the laundry room, who can't even reach the second-floor cultivation of waste firewood, still dares to do it?" Sisters, teach her a lesson! โ€

Several people rushed up, and Erhua couldn't even resist, so he was firmly restrained by two people. The other man raised his slap and sneered and was about to slap it in the face.

Syllable!

There was a crisp sound, accompanied by the girl's screams.

Erhua was unharmed, but the girl who was going to hit Erhua wrinkled in pain, and her palms were red.

It turned out that Chu Xia picked up a washboard for washing clothes and blocked it in front of Erhua, and the girl who beat people was very vicious, and used ten times ten forces to shoot it all on the washboard. Naturally, the wood didn't hurt, but the girl screamed in pain.

"Who are you? Dare to help this shameless! โ€

The senior maid at the head saw that her person was injured, and she was angry, but she didn't know what Chu Xia's identity was, so she didn't immediately hit someone.

"My name is Chu Xia." Chu Xia's tone was still faint.

"Chu Xia? You're that Chu Xia?! The senior maid's face changed.

Chu Xia nodded lightly.

"I'll tell you, you're not the Chu Xia you were back then, I'll give you three points of face, you'd better get acquainted with me, don't interfere with me to teach this cheap girl a lesson, otherwise, I'm not polite to you!"

"Chu Xia, leave me alone, run, they are all third-level cultivators, you can't beat them!" Erhua shouted.

"She's my friend." Chu Xia said without the slightest waver.

The senior maid sneered: "It's you who don't know how to lift, then don't blame me for being polite!"

Everyone rushed up and attacked Chu Xia. Chu Xia has a flexible body, extremely skillful shots, and has great combat experience at a glance, as if he is a martial arts master.

But Chu Xia herself knew that she wouldn't last long.

In the midst of a group of third-level cultivators, Chu Xia, who did not have the slightest spiritual power, could not get half a cent cheaper even if he made a clever move, but in the end, he was hit by a spiritual flow and fell to the ground fiercely.

Chu Xia wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth, even if she was knocked down and injured, she only frowned slightly.

"Hit! Call me! โ€

The fists and feet fell on Chu Xia mercilessly, and Chu Xia shrank back, forced to endure the pain.

Endure the past...... That's it......

She wasn't, she didn't put up with it.

In the past few years, she has endured too much of this kind of torture and abuse, so much that she has become accustomed to enduring pain.

Seeing the tall buildings rise, seeing the tall buildings falling. Chu Xia, Chu Xia, you are no longer the same person you used to be.

In the end, the senior maid looked at the two of them with bruises haughtily, snorted contemptuously, and left with the crowd.

Chu Xia endured the pain and slowly got up and helped Erhua up.

Er Hua said with a crying voice: "I'm sorry, Chu Xia, I was the one who caused you..."

Chu Xia shook his head: "It's not your fault."

"Ah, you... Don't believe what they say? In case of... I really did what they said... Youโ€”" Erhua asked hesitantly.

"What do you have to do with me?" Chu Xia said simply.

"Huh?" Erhua looked at Chu Xia in surprise.

"What have you done in the past, and what does it have to do with me? I just know that you are good to me, and I want to be your friend, and that's enough. Chu Xia said seriously.

Erhua looked at Chu Xia with tears in his eyes: "Thank you!" Also, I'm really not that kind of person, they slandered me! โ€

Chu Xia nodded: "I believe it."

The two straightened up their dirty clothes and checked their injuries.

"Yikes!"

Erhua inadvertently saw the drying rack that was affected and fell to the ground, and shouted in fright: "Chu Xia! Clothes, look! Miss Chu Wei's clothes! โ€

Chu Xia looked at it in response, only to see a set of delicate and gorgeous pink flowers dragging round skirts falling to the ground, not only was it dirty, but it was also slashed open, which could not be covered up no matter what.

"Chu Xia, where are Miss Chu Wei's clothes? How's your washing? Mother Liang took the whip and asked Chu Xia proudly.

"I'm sorry, I accidentally scratched my skirt."

Chu Xia presented a hundred flowers and dragged the floor, and the dirt had been cleaned, but the cut was naked and exposed to Liang's mother's sight.

"Okay, you, do you know how precious this dress is?" Liang's mother swung a whip at Chu Xia angrily, Chu Xia didn't dodge or dodge, and received a whip alive.

You can only be beaten, not hidden......

Only when Liang's mother is angry can Er's painting not be affected......

"Take me to the courtyard and hang it for three days!"

Liang's mother ordered.

Chu Xia was taken away without resistance, and Erhua, who was hiding behind the tree, had red eyes, covered his mouth and held back his crying.

......

Chu Xia's hands were handcuffed and hung on the shelf.

The accumulation of injuries made her weak, her head bowed, her eyes closed.

Mother Liang took the whip to the side, pointed at Chu Xia, and said, "Everyone has seen it, this is the fate of the slave who made a big mistake!" In the future, you will all be careful with me! โ€

The handmaidens and maidservants all replied cautiously: "Yes."

Time passed quietly.

Chu Xia didn't know how long it took, the crowd around her had dispersed, the sun was gradually setting, she was so tired, she really wanted to take a break, but the handcuffs that hung her hands high did not allow her to relax a little, as long as her legs were weak, her wrists were immediately stuck.

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