The reborn paranoid male protagonist is crazy again

Chapter 19 Civilians
"What are you afraid of, what can a lowly commoner do to us?" Li Zhu said angrily as she shook off the short-haired maid and pulled her hand.

Ye Luo's silence seemed cowardly and ashamed to her, and what she said made her feel ashamed.

If Li Zhu was still a little uneasy when she scolded at the beginning, but the more she scolded, the more confident she felt, and there was a hidden pleasure, she straightened her back, raised her chin and nostrils to the sky, full of a sense of aloofness.

Hmph, what kind of mistress is a lowly commoner who has seduced the Patriarch with some vile tricks and has not even held a wedding ceremony?What's scary, her father is the butler of the Zhong family.Besides, there are only the two of them here, and if she refuses to admit it at the worst, what can this commoner and lowly person do with her?

Lizhu glanced at the short-haired maid disdainfully, she was the housekeeper's daughter, and she was not at all worried that the short-haired maid would sue.

The mistresses of all dynasties had to establish a good relationship with the housekeeper of the Zhong family, and Lizhu was full of confidence.

Lizhu opened her mouth to insult, but was suddenly blocked, and the cold killing intent enveloped her.Her eyes widened before she could react. Behind her, the voice of the person gagging her was emotionless but full of respect.

"Mistress, the Patriarch has an order, but anyone who disrespects you will be killed."

Livzon: "!!!"

Her pupils trembled violently, full of fear, her face was pale, without the slightest arrogance from the previous second.

"Disrespect? She's not wrong..." Ye Luo smiled with her lips curled up, but her eyes were indifferent. The breeze with the fragrance of wisterias blew her hair and the corners of her clothes, and she raised her hand to brush her hair , Pull off the wisteria petals that fell on the hair.

"Please calm down." After the man finished speaking, Lizhu, who was tearful and filled with fear and remorse, left without a word of pleading.

Seeing that Ye Luo had no intention of pleading for her, Lizhu's frightened eyes turned into hatred and hatred, she stared at her fiercely, her face contorted, if her mouth was not blocked, it would definitely be gushing out and full The curse of the venom.

Ye Luo watched them disappear with a calm expression, without moving her eyebrows.

In this empire, human life is worthless. Lizhu grew up in Zhong's family. Compared with the precarious commoners who were bullied and exploited, she probably lived a good life and forgot her own identity. Her life and death are just a word from the superiors. thing.

The aristocratic nobles wantonly manipulated and played with the fate of the people below.

Ye Luo lowered her eyes ironically, and squeezed her palm hard.

Isn't she the same.

Even though she endured countless painful trainings, desperately climbed out of the mountain of corpses and sea of ​​blood, and gradually became a frightening hunter, thinking that she had got rid of the humble life of being controlled and powerless, in fact, her honor and disgrace in life and death were still nothing more than nothing. Zhong Jinping said something.

No matter in the previous life or in this life, they were all held in the palm of that man's hand.

Ye Luo's eyes were cold and mocking, full of bitterness. She raised her palms to look at her own hands, clenched her fists hard, and her knuckles turned white.

"Mistress, mistress, please spare Lizhu and forgive her a crime!" The short-haired maid seemed to have reacted at this moment, and fell on her knees in front of Ye Luo, pleading with tears.

Lizhu is the housekeeper's only daughter, and she is deeply loved by the housekeeper.If Lizhu was executed because of a slip of the tongue, but she did not intercede, the housekeeper would definitely hate herself, who was also a personal maid like Lizhu!It is impossible for the housekeeper to do anything to Ye Luo, but it is easy to kill her.

Even if Lizhu was executed, she felt extremely happy in her heart.

The short-haired maid wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes, and lowered her head to hide the smile on her face. When she raised her head, her face was full of pleading. Just as she was about to continue pleading, she found that the person in front of her had already left.

Ye Luo couldn't be bothered to watch these people's intrigue and singing skills, so she turned around and left.

She hated the act of pretending the most, she was often tossed by Yuan Rourou, and she was so aggrieved to death.

Ye Luo wandered around Zhong's house all day.

In addition to the main courtyard, the Zhong family is surrounded by countless auxiliary courtyards. The floors of the wall courtyards are scattered, and the corridors and paths in the middle are also winding and winding, extending in all directions. If you are not familiar with the way, it is like walking in a maze.

Ye Luo walked faster and faster. The short-haired maid could keep up at first, but she couldn't keep up with trotting afterward, and she was out of breath.

The short-haired maid was halfway there, her legs were about to limp, she was drenched in sweat, and she couldn't move at all.

Ye Luo was still walking in the garden, her face remained unchanged, her breathing was not disturbed, as if she wasn't the one who had walked so much just now.

Ye Luo: "Since you can't walk, you don't have to follow me."

The short-haired maid gritted her teeth, but desperately kept up with her.

"Miss, you can't go in there..." The short-haired maid gasped for breath, trying not to make a gasp in her voice, fine beads of sweat permeated her forehead and cheeks, she held on to the pillar, feeling that her legs were not her own.

In front of Ye Luo was a circular building made of metal. The pitch-black color exuded an ominous smell, reflecting the cold light in the sun, the surroundings were dead silent, and there was a faint smell of blood in the air. When it is hot, the chill seems to seep into every inch of soil here

She ignored the short-haired maid's words and walked forward.

The gates are guarded by heavily armed guards.

When he was approaching, the black and cold muzzle was aimed at her.

"The forbidden area of ​​the Zhong family, please leave immediately, anyone who trespasses will die."

Ye Luo stopped her pace and glanced at the hidden guard who had been following her in the corner.

Sure enough, the other party came out and took out a translucent card.

Seeing this, the guard at the gate immediately put down his weapon, and knelt down in front of Ye Luo, "I don't know if it's your presence, but please forgive me, mistress."

"Mother, this is the private prison of the Zhong family, do you want to go in and visit?"

Outsiders were terrified when they heard the news that the private prison of the Zhong family existed like hell, and they shuddered when they heard it, but the tone seemed to be going in and out to visit some scenic spot.

"Go." Ye Luo looked up at the black building.

She will not let go of any corner.

The dark guard placed a translucent card at the door, the warning light at the door flickered a few times, and the metal door opened to both sides.

The wailing and moaning inside and the strong and disgusting smell of blood wafted out.

Ye Luo walked in without changing her expression.

It wasn't until dark that they managed to walk through the entire Zhong's house.

"I heard that you haven't eaten all day." As soon as Ye Luo returned to the main courtyard, she saw Zhong Jinping standing at the door.

The man's voice was calm and unwavering, but Ye Luo could hear the anger.

As night fell, the sky was gradually dyed dark black, and the lights in the main courtyard were as bright as day.

Zhong Jinping slowly came out from the darkness, his handsome face was gloomy and cold, "I asked you to take care of the mistress, is this how you take care of her?"

A group of people kneeled in the open space next to them, including the short-haired maid who was carried back halfway, all shivering, lying on the ground and not daring to lift their heads.

(End of this chapter)