The Yandere Beauty… Is Actually Me? Chapter 128 : save1 The Death of the Head Maid

128: save1 The Death of the Head Maid

So many years had passed, and the Earl had treated Wang Xiran quite well, always being polite, yet he had never caused her to waver in her stance.

In Wang Xiran's eyes, her identity was always the "monitor" specially dispatched by the King, and only secondarily was she the Head Maid of the Earl's household.

Therefore, she kept the King's creed firmly engraved in her heart, viewing it as the golden rule for everything she did.

Regarding the Count's daughter's previous behavior of abusing maids and small animals, Wang Xiran just brushed it off with a laugh. She didn't feel it amounted to much.

Since Lu Lele's beauty was of the highest tier, Wang Xiran's first impression of Lu Lele was quite good. Even though Lu Lele possessed a head of white hair viewed as inauspicious, she felt it was rely the heavens taking revenge out of jealousy for her beauty. She didn't feel Lu Lele was a witch or a sorceress.

Even when reporting to His Majesty the King, Wang Xiran had deliberately downplayed these matters, only saying that because Lu Lele's health was always poor, she would occasionally lose her temper with those around her, but most of the ti she was quiet, well behaved, and cute.

The Earl's only daughter possessed noble blood. She was born superior, towering above ordinary people. Although she couldn't compare to the direct line of the Royal Family, she was not soone those commoner or even slave born maids could compare to.

And His Majesty the King valued things like bloodline and background very much.

Therefore, even if Lu Lele had a gloomy personality and treated the maids around her poorly, Wang Xiran didn't think it was a big deal. She felt it was completely understandable. She even believed those maids should endure all of that for the sake of their master's smooth mood.

However, Lu Lele's series of abnormal behaviors recently caused Wang Xiran's impression of her to plumt straight to freezing point, especially the change in Lu Lele's attitude toward Helena.

Wang Xiran had originally just wanted to teach the sneaky Helena a lesson, but she ended up being whipped in return.

If it had been Lu Lele whipping her personally, Wang Xiran could barely have accepted it. After all, nominally she was still a maid in the Earl's household. It wasn't anything for the little mistress to scold or hit her a couple of tis if she was ignorant of manners. Wang Xiran could just endure it a bit and let it pass.

But Lu Lele made Helena execute the punishnt. This was sothing Wang Xiran absolutely could not accept.

People from the Far West were nothing but a bunch of lowly bugs, things not even as good as beasts. On what grounds could they pick up a whip and lash out at a noble of the Empire who flowed with royal blood?

Even if the little mistress was ignorant of manners, she shouldn't do that. Therefore, Wang Xiran decided to give the little mistress a good lesson, letting the little mistress realize what consequences her behavior would bring, thereby making the little mistress cut off the idea of getting close to Far Westerners in the future.

Her work was done beautifully. After losing her personal maid, the little mistress had obviously beco much more well behaved. This also made Wang Xiran feel that her goal had been achieved.

And these past few days, Wang Xiran had already written a letter reporting the situation. She only had to wait for the mail carriage to pass by the castle at the beginning of next month, and she could report all of this to His Majesty the King.

Especially regarding so dangerous thoughts the little mistress had displayed, she had described them in key detail in the letter, and also explained her own handling thod in detail.

Wang Xiran felt that this letter could bring her His Majesty the King's appreciation and rewards. At this mont, she was filled with anticipation for His Majesty the King to see this letter.

Wang Xiran climbed up the long ladder bit by bit toward the great clock, which was about twenty ters from the ground.

Wiping the castle's great clock was a very tiring and simultaneously sowhat risky job. Basically, there weren't many people who loved to do this chore.

However, this was also a symbol of ability and level. Only the most capable and boldest maid could complete the work of wiping the great clock well without wetting her pants in fright.

Wang Xiran had her own pride. She didn't want people's view of her to be just a vase maid dispatched by the King. As a Head Maid, she wanted to be at the peak level in terms of professional ability among all the maids.

Therefore, not long after arriving at the Earl's castle, Wang Xiran had voluntarily taken on the job of wiping the great clock.

Actually, under such a great clock, an iron ladder should be welded to facilitate wiping and maintenance. But for the sake of beauty, the builder had removed this ladder. Every ti it needed to be wiped, it required one person to hold the long ladder from below to proceed.

The maid previously responsible for holding the ladder had gone ho yesterday to visit a sick relative. This ti, the person holding the ladder below was a young maid, also soone whom Wang Xiran, as Head Maid, felt worked very seriously and had potential.

Wang Xiran was quite at ease with her. After giving a few instructions, she went up to prepare to complete the work.

However, the instant Wang Xiran climbed to nearly the very top.

Snap.

Suddenly, the crisp sound of breaking ca from beneath her feet. The long ladder suddenly broke into two segnts at a position one third from the top.

"Head Maid!"

Seeing such a thing happen, the maid below obviously "lost her wits," let out a scream, her hand shook, and she pulled the ladder backward a bit.

Thus, Wang Xiran didn't even have ti for any reaction before she fell downward together with the broken ladder from above.

Until the mont before hitting the ground, the Head Maid's brain was still dazed. Many scenes appeared in her brain like lightning and fire, finally freezing on the ti just before when her mother sent her to read at the Royal School when she was small.

At that ti, Wang Xiran stood outside the school and looked up at the magnificent architecture. The sky was so azure, just like today's weather...

"Mother..."

Wang Xiran subconsciously muttered a sentence to herself.

Boom!

Accompanied by a huge impact sound, the Head Maid, Wang Xiran, smashed onto the ground surface. Her legs hit the ground first, snapping forward in two like a broken wooden stick. She lost consciousness on the spot.

Sowhere in the castle, the Earl's daughter held a worn out little bear, quietly watching all of this unfold.

Gazing at the flower of spreading fresh blood on the ground, the little girl revealed a pure and lovely smile. Words were chanting in her mouth, but the voice was very small. One needed to get very close to hear clearly what she said:

"Good death. Ti to pop the champagne!"

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After three days of rescue attempts, Wang Xiran, who had already lost too much blood, ultimately failed to withstand the traditional bloodletting therapy of the doctors specially invited by the Earl. After suffering torture, she left the human world with her wide eyes open.

The people in the Earl's mansion sorrowfully confird this fact. The Earl wrote a letter full of pity and sadness to His Majesty the King, recounting the Head Maid's misfortune. At the sa ti, he also engaged in self criticism in the letter, guaranteeing that this situation wouldn't occur again next ti, and sincerely requesting His Majesty to dispatch a new Head Maid to co and take over the position.

As for the letter originally written by the Head Maid, it was thrown into the fireplace, becoming fuel for the raging flas.

And accompanying the end of this week, it also represented the arrival of a new stage.

Looking forward to it, looking forward to it.

Finally, Lu Lele waited for that day.

The day she would et Liu Lili.