In ancient tis, the hierarchy was strict; a master is a master, a servant is a servant.
Ti-traveling to ancient tis ans adapting to social rules.
She never looked down upon a slave girl, just like her own maid Jiang Yinzhu, whom she liked very much.
However, the current Wei Qingyi is really like a **** trying to build a monunt of chastity.
Begging for help while wearing a face of benefiting others.
Really a vile person.
Wei Qingyi was utterly embarrassed by Su Xingyun’s words, surprised to hear about packing up the Valley Master and throwing him on her bed. What was that about?
Could it be that the night she lost her purity, the Valley Master was actually unwilling to co? Was it Mr. Su causing trouble?
Thinking back to that night when the Valley Master had just co to her bed, unable to move, it was indeed possible...
But she didn’t dare believe that he would have such boldness, to even dare touch the Valley Master?
"Slave girl..." Wei Qingyi, having failed to get help, simply stood up, "If you won’t help , so be it."
"Audacious! A lowly maid dares to speak with such a tone, daring to stand up on her own, that’s disrespecting my master!" The speaker was Fu Chou, waiting outside the room. He walked into the room, slapped Wei Qingyi hard, throwing her to the ground. She scread, unable to even beg for rcy, as Fu Chou tossed her out the window like a chicken.
The window was closed; as she was thrown out, it broke, and she flew into the yard along with the window pane.
"Ah!" A painful howl ca from outside the courtyard as Wei Qingyi landed.
Su Qingyue continued to sip her tea calmly, her mood unaffected by a re slave girl.
Fu Chou kneeled on one knee, "This subordinate deserves punishnt; throwing a slave girl broke the window."
"No matter," Su Qingyue said indifferently, "It’s not my window, it doesn’t matter how many are broken."
"This subordinate fears you might have to pay..."
"I have plenty of money; if they need compensation, I’ll pay," Su Qingyue looked at him kindly, "Rest assured, the compensation will not be deducted from your salary."
"Thank you, Master." Fu Chou’s salary, generously given by his master, was plentiful. In truth, neither he nor his master cared about the compensation; he just wanted to say a few more words to his master.
Xiao Yuchuan sat on the lounger outside the courtyard, eyes closed in rest. Although the window was shut earlier, obscuring the view of Su Qingyue’s room, his profound internal strength coupled with the open door allowed him to barely hear the conversation inside by concentrating.
Wei Qingyi was thrown into the yard, landing not far from Xiao Yuchuan.
Standing beside Xiao Yuchuan’s lounger, Li Mu thought this slave girl was really lucky to not have hit the master; otherwise, she would have been slapped and flown away.
Earlier, when Qingyi entered the room to serve Su Xingyun, she hadn’t seen the master in the yard; she didn’t know when the master ca out?
The internal injuries inflicted days ago by the master were barely getting better under Yang An’s treatnt; now, Fu Chou’s beating worsened them again.
Struggling to get up, she knelt before Xiao Yuchuan, vomiting blood, and cried, "Valley Master, you must seek justice for this slave girl!"
"What justice do you expect to seek for you?" Xiao Yuchuan glanced at her, "You are amusing, first seeking help from Su Xingyun, now from . Don’t you know the outco would be better if you sought her, whereas seeking , you’ll be worse off?"
Hearing this, Qingyi was internally trembling, still confused about the Valley Master’s aning, yet forced herself to speak, "Valley Master, I am from Poison King Valley and your woman, Su Xingyun unjustifiably allowed his subordinate to injure . You, as the head of the valley, must uphold justice."
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