Chapter 5
"Uncle Wen, do you feel sorry for this girl? Uncle Wang is really soft-hearted. If this person can be your maid, it must be a blessing for three generations!" The boy in red glanced at me, his voice With a hint of irony.

I bowed my head again, the pain in my hand was engraved into the bone marrow, and a crazy coldness hit me. Before I could force myself to cheer up, a feeling of powerlessness and despair finally knocked me out...

I don't want to be that weak either.

I also don't want to be tortured like this.

But people can't help themselves, not to mention, I'm just a little slave girl...

"How is she?"

A cold voice woke me up from the coma, but I didn't open my eyes.

It feels like I should be on the bed, not on the cool white jade floor.

"Returning to the horse... This servant just fainted temporarily due to the pain..."

"Well, it's a minor injury anyway, so she can't die. Let her rest for three days first, and then listen to my arrangements."

"Yes!"

The voices of the people gradually faded away, and the footsteps faded away, so I slowly opened my eyes. This is my bedroom, a simple wooden house. When the wind blows, the things inside will always be messed up, and it will leak when it rains. Rain is simply more terrifying than modern slum houses.

I tried to sit up, but I felt a tearing pain in my buttocks. I must have been beaten fifty times after I passed out!The pain in my fingers also began to invade my consciousness, I took a cold breath, trying not to let the tears flow down.

The door creaked open.

A maid in a white shirt came in with a bowl of hot soup, and when she saw me wake up, there was some pity in her eyes.

"Get up, you are lucky. If the princess is in a bad mood, I think your little life will be gone long ago." The girl said to me a little worriedly, I remember her, her nickname is Zhener, yes He was sold into this temple on the same day as me.

Zhen'er brought the soup to my mouth. The soup is very clear, but it is a kind of gift to the servants.There are three meals a day here, and there is only one yellow steamed bun for each meal. Sometimes there are stones in the steamed bun. Food is also a kind of torture for me.

(End of this chapter)

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