The Herbal Scents of Farm Life
Chapter 1751 Save me, save me!

Chapter 1751: Chapter 1751 Save me, save me!

They were even more afraid in their hearts, wondering if after being immersed in the wooden barrel, the pain would start to spread over their bodies like it did on their faces.

And now, there were two of them, each able to see the changes occurring on the other’s face.

They were beginning to swell just like their mistress Su Meihua had.

Their faces weren’t very swollen yet, but they had seen Su Meihua’s face, which eventually swelled up like a mountain.

But now, it was only their faces.

Both of them kept staring fearfully at the large wooden barrel.

If they didn’t tell the truth later, they would be thrown into that big wooden barrel, and then their bodies would start to swell up too.

Originally, the two of them had reasonably plump figures, but if they swelled up, what would they become?

Would their clothes burst from their swelling bodies?

No, this was absolutely unacceptable.

"Xiafen, what should we do? Save me, please save me," Chunfen pleaded through her tears.

Xiafen was the one who had insisted she shouldn’t talk; otherwise, she wouldn’t be suffering with the ointment smeared on her face.

Now, she might even be thrown into that large barrel, and who could imagine the kinds of torment she’d endure? She was just a young girl; how could she withstand such suffering?

Xiafen herself was scared out of her wits.

Although she was stubborn and didn’t want to be tormented to death by the young miss, she also didn’t want to endure days of pain and still not die.

Besides, she was still young; she didn’t want to die just yet.

"How should I know what to do? If the miss finds out we betrayed her, she will definitely not spare us. Don’t forget, our own deaths would be trivial, but what about our families? What would happen to them?"

She spoke to Chunfen with righteous indignation.

"I..."

The thought of her family back home made Chunfen’s face turn even paler.

The miss had a wicked disposition; if she found out about Chunfen’s betrayal, she really would kill her entire family.

But if she kept silent, that big wooden barrel would become her final destination, and she didn’t want to die.

Chunfen was terribly conflicted, and it was written all over her face.

Xiafen sneaked a glance at her and a smug smile flickered in her eyes. As long as Chunfen didn’t speak of the miss’s matters, things would be manageable.

Zhe Jue was sitting close by, listening to their whispers and watching Xiafen’s calculating smile, and snorted in derision.

The next moment, he stood up and looked into the distance.

"Sir, Miss Lin."

Seeing Sui Zimo and Lin Caisang, he quickly approached them.

"Everything is ready; we are just waiting for you," he said to Lin Caisang.

"Hmm."

Lin Caisang glanced at the large wooden barrel and nodded.

"You go first, throw both of them into the barrel."

"Ah?"

Zhe Jue looked at the barrel and then at the two maidservants.

To throw them into the barrel first, but she hadn’t asked yet, could it be she didn’t want to ask anymore?

"Yes, this subordinate will do it now."

Despite his confusion, he followed Lin Caisang’s instructions and strode towards the two maidservants. With his hands, he picked them up and tossed them straight into the barrel.

"Ah! Ugh...blub, help, somebody help!"

Chunfen and Xiafen hardly had time to react before they were thrown into the barrel. Tied up and having swallowed several mouthfuls of the medicinal concoction, they struggled to stabilize themselves in the barrel.

"Wuwu, I’ll talk, I’ll say anything, please just spare me," Chunfen cried, trying to move to the edge of the barrel to get out, but Zhe Jue pushed her back fiercely.