The Fierce Farm Girl Has A Secret Space
Chapter 1364: Beyond Defense (6)

Chapter 1364: Chapter 1364: Beyond Defense (6)

"You..." Wanshuang frowned.

"Although I bought you, it was also because you were injured and couldn’t entertain guests," Yang Ruxin said as she sat down in the chair. "If you don’t behave yourself, you’ll soon go where you belong, don’t worry, I’ll make sure someone takes care of your business..."

Wanshuang’s face turned pale, but she still chuckled: "I’ve never harmed Miss."

"Then why don’t you ask him for help?" Yang Ruxin nodded. "Perhaps he will save you."

"You..."

"I’m giving you this chance," Yang Ruxin smiled. "You have three days to find your lover. If he can come before me and confess his love for you, I’ll forgive you and even provide a generous dowry. How about that?"

"Are you serious?" Wanshuang’s eyes lit up.

"I never lie, but remember, you only have three days. After that, if there’s no antidote, your skin will start rotting away. Usually it takes forty-nine days to fully decay, and then you die..."

"Alright," Wanshuang nodded.

Having left the room, Yang Ruxin glanced at Zhongxia: "Feel better now?"

"Miss Xinxin, do you know why I hate her?" Zhongxia grimaced. "We used to be good friends."

"If you’d like, share it with me."

"Both she and I were bought by the Dong Family. Initially, there was another sister with us called Hong Ling, but she was two years younger, so she was made a second-class servant..." Zhongxia sniffled, "Yet, despite her youth, Hong Ling was very beautiful... My master... because of Miss Ruoqiu’s condition, the lord would select from among the maidens whom he favored to serve him intimately..."

Yang Ruxin’s eyes narrowed slightly; it was probably the most foolish thing her uncle had ever done.

"Wanshuang wanted to stand out, so she seduced my master," Zhongxia’s eyes reddened. "Just last year, on the day of the old madam’s memorial, they did unspeakable things..."

Yang Ruxin frowned; in this era, families esteemed rituals, usually fasting three days prior as a show of reverence for ancestors or deities. Engaging in such an act was utterly disgraceful.

"At that time, someone discovered them, and she framed the recently deceased Hong Ling who went to see her..." Zhongxia looked up, "Actually, I was supposed to visit her at that time, but I was making paper Ingots, so Hong Ling went instead..."

"And Hong Ling didn’t defend herself?"

"How could she?" Zhongxia sneered. "At the time, my master had one of Hong Ling’s scarves which bore a seductive fragrance... So, everything was Hong Ling’s fault... Unable to defend herself, she finally plunged into the Lotus Pond... In truth, she remained pure till her death, but sadly, no one listened to my side of the story..." Even Yang Baiyue threatened her, saying if she kept causing trouble, he’d accuse her of impropriety too.

"Don’t worry, I will seek justice for Hong Ling," Yang Ruxin said, placing a hand on Zhongxia’s shoulder.

Zhongxia looked at Yang Ruxin incredulously.

"Don’t believe me?"

"Thank you, Miss Xinxin." Zhongxia knelt down and kowtowed three times. As she stood up, her forehead was bleeding; her sincerity was evident.

"I say, you really aren’t afraid of ruining your looks," Yang Ruxin frowned.

"What use is this face?" Zhongxia said unconcernedly, "It only brings trouble. It might be easier to destroy it."