Pei Qingwei's expression was slightly turbulent, and gradually became calm like a mirror, "Ratu, I want to see, how long can you be rampant!"

Rao Tu Yingying gave a salute, "Lady walk slowly."

Pei Qingwei walked away with a livid face, and the mountain ghost couldn't help laughing, "Girl, look at Pei's expression, it's like stepping on a piece of shit."

Rao Tu looked at the door and stood for a long time, she sneered: "I also want to see how long she can be proud."

She turned her head and glanced at Liu Xing, who was still kneeling on the ground, and said calmly, "Master Shen told you to leave the city, but if you don't leave, do you think that Master Shen has a gentle temperament, or does he really not know whether to live or die?"

Liu Xing'er sobbed: "The servant did something wrong, and I didn't dare to say hello, just because the girl is not thin to the servant, and now I see the girl again, just to thank the girl for her kindness."

The mountain ghost frowned and scolded: "You know that the girl treats you well, but you still help Pei to harm her, and pour her tea into the tea with no conscience?" Then he went forward and kicked her.

Rao Tu stopped the mountain ghost and said to Liu Xing'er, "I know that you are controlled by others, is Pei's arresting your mother?"

"Mrs. Pei locked the slave's mother in the firewood room. She was already seriously ill and could not bear the toss. She left last night..." Liu Xing was heartbroken.

Rao Tu pondered slightly, and a cold and thin smile floated on the corner of his mouth, "There is another life in Pei's hands..."

Liu Xing'er said: "The servant knows that the girl is a good person. The servant kowtows a few times to the girl. I don't dare to ask for her forgiveness. It's just that the servant has a little peace of mind." There was a bloodstain on the ground.

Rao Tu shook her head and asked the mountain ghost to help Liu Xing'er up. She threw a handkerchief to Liu Xing, "Wipe the blood on her face."

Liu Xing took the handkerchief, but didn't use it to wipe it, she just wiped her forehead with her cuff, and said sadly, "The girl's handkerchief, this servant will not dare to stain it."

Rao Tu sighed and said slowly: "I know that you are not bad, and you were forced to help yourself in the past, and you don't need to mention it. Now I just ask you, do you still want to follow me?"

Liu Xing said: "Sir Shen ordered the slaves to leave the house. Even if the slaves have the heart, they absolutely cannot."

"Sir Shen, I will intercede for you, you only need to consider whether you want to stay or not."

Liu Xing knelt down and said, "The slave is willing to stay and serve the girl!"

"I want to tell you that in this wealthy field, only those who stand firm can live long."

Liu Xing said decisively: "The slaves have no worries, they will no longer be controlled by others, and there will be no second thoughts from now on."

Rao Tu said indifferently: "I am a dangerous person, you may die at any time following me, are you not afraid?"

"It's a death for a slave to wander alone. It's better to serve the girl. Even if you die, you can have a whereabouts. Besides..."

"what?"

"The slave's mother died because of the Pei family, and the slave servant and the Pei family have an inseparable hatred!"

Rao Tu smiled slightly, "Very well, I can't guarantee that you can kill her with your own hands, but I guarantee that she will not end well."

"Yes, girl slave letter."

...the day is short and the night is long, and suddenly it is dusk again.

The setting sun broke through the window and landed on the yellowed pages in Rao Tu's hands. She looked outside, and the dim yellow light spread on the top of the glazed wall, emitting a little sparkle.

In the distance, the darkness is about to descend with a mighty force.

The courtyard door was pushed open, he walked in from the outside, and the rays of light fell on his precious purple jade robe, quenching his whole body with a gorgeous layer of light.

A faint smile appeared on Rao Tu's face, leaning against the window railing and lazily shouting, "Your Excellency has been so diligent recently!"

Shen Zhu frowned in disgust, such a scene reminded him of the coquettish girls with heavy makeup sticking their heads out of the window in the city's Fireworks Willow Alley.

He glanced at Rao Tu expressionlessly, "I almost thought I was visiting a kiln."

Rao Tu was very unwilling to be outdone: "The concubine only picks you up as a guest—"