Transmigrated Empresses (Male and Female)

Chapter 375

She readily gave her a swift end, and incidentally, she gave me one too, throwing the towel right in my face. I'm sure if I gave her a hard time now, she would pitifully say to me: "Just let me be cool for a bit."

"If you have time, go to the palace and ask if they have any seven-seven herbs, because someone in the family wants to eat them."

It's an obvious threat because she has the strength to openly fight you. Any conspiracy against her would seem utterly futile. She could stand in front of you and say, "I'm going to assassinate you. Go ahead and report me!" But you would be powerless to do anything about it, knowing the truth.

I have to admit, she is evil, she does it on purpose, she's looking for trouble, she exists solely to provoke people.

"You dare!" Her face turned pale, and she was a little frightened, but she did not understand the danger. If she had known, she would not have set foot here today. If she had known, she should have kept a low profile like the Fourth Madam.

"Listen up—there's nothing I wouldn't dare do in this family!"

She said that like a scoundrel, but apart from the person who was hurt, probably no one thought she was wrong. So she couldn't be wrong. Even if she really killed someone, that person would have a thousand charges against her afterwards.

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She showed no mercy when she hit the child. She used those people Su Gu had sent back as punching bags. I can't guess what she was angry about, or why she was so interested in getting angry with the servants.

She was furious. She left that stubborn figure stranded in the yard, refusing him food and water: "Keep him hanging. I want to see what gives him the right to be so arrogant!"

Watching the blood flow from his armpit, a long-dormant emotion rekindled my heart. I used to be like that, struggling helplessly. If I was wrong, someone would beat me; if I was right, no one would praise me. We had no right to freedom, no privileges of the nobility. Our lives were cheap, and killing us wouldn't be wrong!

I looked at him; his body was almost completely withered, his black hair obscuring his eyes, and his flesh was a bloody mess. She was capable of committing murder and cruelty, but I didn't want her to set a precedent.

Killing can be addictive, especially when absolute power is used against a weak group. You can become addicted to the brutal methods. As for me, I am too humble to want you to become a demon.

You're too dangerous. I'm afraid you'll get lost in your own desires and won't be able to extricate yourself...

I begged her for his sake. She was furious, but there was nothing I could do. He had been dead for seven days. If I didn't tell him soon, he would really die. What would others think of her after he died? What would Su Gu think? What would my master think? If they favored him, I would lose my conscience as a young master.

"He—will be—my husband!" As long as you are you, I can...

I rescued him, and he stared blankly at the bed curtains: "You're safe now."

He seemed not to understand what I meant: "Young master will let you go."

"It's...useless..."

I chuckled: "No one has dared to touch the people my young master has spared!"

“I… am a… prostitute…” His voice was weak, but there was no trace of sorrow in it.

He was describing his job, or as the young master would put it, that his job was terrible and he had to put up with the boss and customers.

"Do you want to start a family?" I warmed a towel and gently wiped away the bloodstains from him.

His skin was very pale, and his bones were not strong. I remember that even when he was healthy, he looked frail and weak. He was too indifferent, yet he was born with the delicate beauty of an orchid, which destined him for tragedy.

"No……"

"She wants you to marry me." You have no right to refuse. "What's your name?"

"I don't know..." Some people don't even know their own names. "How old are you?"

"Thirteen." So young, even younger than me. "I'm twenty." That's like an old cow eating young grass. "I'll call you Qiu Ruo from now on."

"kindness……"

I don't dislike him because he's very quiet, even quieter than me. After he recovered, he lived here. He couldn't leave anymore. He couldn't leave when he played Jing Ke.

Because my master has taken a liking to him, he will be trained by me and will serve the Sikong Mansion in the future: "Are you afraid!"

"No." Really?

"Qiu Ruo, remember that the young master is half your master!" I'm worried that you'll hurt the young master after seeing your sister.

"kindness."

"If I were to ask you... would you choose civil administration or military force?"

He watched from the window as the young master was dragged out by the fourth young master, his gaze suddenly shifting: "Wenzhi."

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The master said his biggest mistake was hurting the young master, but I think the young master's biggest mistake should be hurting the master.

Her master was worthy of her love, but she selfishly ignored it. I have no sympathy for any of the harm she suffered; she doesn't deserve my sympathy.

Qiu Ruo asked me, "Why don't you go see her?"

How am I supposed to answer this question? She's the young master, I'm the maid; he's the master, I'm the subordinate. Do I even have a choice?

Why aren't you crying?

Heh, I don't even want to be sad...

If she lies there and doesn't wake up, I'll stay with her. If she passes away, I'll go with her. What's there for me to be sad about? I'm just waiting for her choice, to see what she'll do next.

Qiu Ruo, when you grow up, remember not to delve too deeply into someone's past, or you'll get hurt terribly...

If only... If only...

This youth, as swift and silent as the wind, this youth I nurtured with my own hands…

Unfortunately, we couldn't get married. I couldn't even watch him grow up because my young master had an accident. I have to stay with my young master, carrying one person's secret and two people's sorrows, to be with him.

I was a prince, and she was my prince all to me. I could be with her, and she would sing for me alone.

I finally finished listening to that love song, and I will sing it repeatedly on my journey ahead, no longer feeling lonely.